Shanks (Boss) Rustage (Ft. PFV)

[Chorus: PFV]
Yeah, they calling me the boss, and they love me
Put a hole up in your stomach, leaving One Piece
Sword up on my hip, I'm 'bout to cut free
Way up high, and ain't nobody else above me
Yeah, they calling me the boss, and they love me
Put a hole up in your stomach, leaving One Piece
Sword up on my hip, I'm 'bout to cut free
Way up high, and ain't nobody else above me

[Verse 1: Rustage]
Anybody greater than me - I'd like to meet 'em
Only deadbeat 'cause that's the way that I leavе 'em
They sure do talk a lot of words, but havе no purpose for speaking
So now you wanna challenge Shanks, you better give me a reason
'Cause I got three scars, better keep calm, baby-sweetheart
Way I leave a scene arm in arm with senoritas
Charging me for battery when they just need a recharge
Way I give exposure to their innards like it's freelance
They can't gamble with the one-armed bandit
My opps barbaric, disconnected like they not on bandwidth
They caught red-handed, I step in to the scene, I'm causing structural damage
They all like Absalom to me, I make these pussies vanish
The swords a language, they've never spoken advantage
And Beckman's open, I'm snapping their necks like Boa, and they gasping
Like heavy smokers, I damage the surface until they languid
Like melanoma, your men are jokers, black and white? I'm red all over