Cliff Notes
Action Bronson, Statik Selektah
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Pussy rap, dental damn beaver trap That thrill is gone, I’m here to bring the fever back To the streets, pumping out the big whips Torpedo rhymes strong enough to sink ships Two tone grip, Brother Mouzone shit Better move on bitch, or else it's on, trick I'm en fuego, I ain't even in my zone yet I spit the shit to make you're motherfuckin' dome sweat Queens-bred, no Packer but a cheese head Fat ass, fucking pussy until she’s dead Suede foot, looking like an Indian Cuisine, straight from the Caribbean Long jackets, made from an amphibian Bag of money, split with my committee and Break it down, vision on the dollars Dipping the impalas, chilling with my scholars Get it? I am not illiterate Not, not! Not even a little bit! Straight up, I make the music just for you! Nothing, nothing like an idiot! Get it? I am not illiterate Not, not! Not even a little bit! Straight up, I make the music just for you! Nothing, nothing like an idiot! Call me John Bon Journo, hopping out the Volvo Ratchet on the leg, dipping from the po-po! Since a youth I've been labeled as a loco I sell it but I never laced the nasal with the coco Urban hippie, muffle with the green thumbs Seven grams a purple to my neck'll leave my feet numb Scoop a bitch, Portuguese sweet buns Serve a dick like an elephant that's three tons Her pussy whistle like my father out the window Remind us that it's dinner time I’m lighting up the Indo And when I go inside I think I might just play Nintendo Call a Shortie from the heights have her play with my colembo Uh, just let me catch my little breath an shit you won’t accept a kid Cause your destiny is for deficit Me, you see I spit like epileptic shit That's two options; it's either you fear me or you respect the kid Get it? I am not illiterate Not, not! Not even a little bit! Straight up, I make the music just for you! Nothing, nothing like an idiot! Get it? I am not illiterate Not, not! Not even a little bit! Straight up, I make the music just for you! Nothing, nothing like an idiot! Mind like Watson, Fluent in the nuance Van Damme Bronson, Alligator shoe on Spin kick to the dick I'm eating dim sum Right up in the tea room You don't want to rerun! Moon struck, splatter your platoon up Hard times, drugs out the balloon Beauty like a butterfly, flying out cocoon Urban love and central village right by the lagoon Uh, that’s my grandfather, add a little cream of tartar Make the grams harder Now your Shortie hold me tighter than the dance partner Pull the viper out my pants on her Honey hit the tune I’ll let it dance on her Like a gypsy, hookers in Poughkeepsie 7 homies with me everybody's smoking fifties 990 add 2 that’s my shoes Reflect light like sun shining in the hot noon! Get it? I am not illiterate Not, not! Not even a little bit! Straight up, I make the music just for you! Nothing, nothing like an idiot!
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