[Verse 1: Dracule "Hawkeye" Mihawk (Rustage)]
You don't want to mess with the number one
So stay dumb bring a blade, you can toss ya' guns
So they run too afraid, when this monster comes
I spray blood feel the pain, then the job is done
Cut into pieces no need for autopsy
Yoru, how you're seeing black if you cross me
Treat you like ships, how I'm slicing up bodies
Damage like cannons, don't need no Tchaikovsky
SHUT DOWN, toe to toe with a Yonko
I don't need a devil, this demon's already cut-throat
CUT THROAT, glass of wine for the front row
When they see my sword, then like Perona they've gone ghost
Rep a Wazimono, got no crew I do it solo, when I battle round the globе, and all the navy call it war crimes
I don't need a dojo, vision zoom like it's a photo, I stay hitting all my targеts, and that's why they call me Hawk Eye
[Verse 2: Sir Crocodile (Shwabadi)]
An unnatural disaster
Taking the rain, the domain growing faster
Take a princess, outcast her
Taking the reign and I claim, I'll outlast her
Alabasta, heart stone cold like it's alabaster
Landslide coming from the sand I've mastered
Dodging every shot like an anti-vaxxer
Weak to the water but quick to flow
Still dripped out, hook straight dipped in gold
Team never falters the clique Baroque
You can't divide my order, I'm Mr. 0
Impel couldn't, hold me
Now this sandman's giving, no sleep
And the dune is looming, slowly
From the, Suna Suna no Mi
You don't want to mess with the number one
So stay dumb bring a blade, you can toss ya' guns
So they run too afraid, when this monster comes
I spray blood feel the pain, then the job is done
Cut into pieces no need for autopsy
Yoru, how you're seeing black if you cross me
Treat you like ships, how I'm slicing up bodies
Damage like cannons, don't need no Tchaikovsky
SHUT DOWN, toe to toe with a Yonko
I don't need a devil, this demon's already cut-throat
CUT THROAT, glass of wine for the front row
When they see my sword, then like Perona they've gone ghost
Rep a Wazimono, got no crew I do it solo, when I battle round the globе, and all the navy call it war crimes
I don't need a dojo, vision zoom like it's a photo, I stay hitting all my targеts, and that's why they call me Hawk Eye
[Verse 2: Sir Crocodile (Shwabadi)]
An unnatural disaster
Taking the rain, the domain growing faster
Take a princess, outcast her
Taking the reign and I claim, I'll outlast her
Alabasta, heart stone cold like it's alabaster
Landslide coming from the sand I've mastered
Dodging every shot like an anti-vaxxer
Weak to the water but quick to flow
Still dripped out, hook straight dipped in gold
Team never falters the clique Baroque
You can't divide my order, I'm Mr. 0
Impel couldn't, hold me
Now this sandman's giving, no sleep
And the dune is looming, slowly
From the, Suna Suna no Mi
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