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Knock, knock it out the blocks, Bronson
Knock, knock it out the blocks, Bronson
Yeah, uh
Knock, knock it out the blocks, Bronson

Bitch I'm
like Charles Bronson when he cries

He looks like Charles Bronson when he's crying
He doesn't have a mustache but he's trying
When he's content he's
devient Charlie Bronson
Charlie Bronson, Charlie Bronson
Charlie Bronson, Charlie Bronson, Charlie Bronson

Fuck un droptop, fiston, j'm'en bats les
smoke a lot (you hear me?)

You don't wanna smoke weed, but turning down friends can be tricky
Hey, Bronson, want some?
No way, that stuff's illegal
of insanity
Charles Hamilton slash Manson and Bronson
Animal snarls, cannibal jaws
Shark mandibles, lambs to the slaughter
Looking scamp as Hannibal stalking
Bar exam, start of insanity
Charles Hamilton slash Manson and Bronson
Animal snarls, cannibal jaws
Shark mandibles, lambs to the slaughter
Looking
Daltons, Knacki-Blues
Abdi Sud schießt auf Lucky Luke

Wie in Cali, Schwarzenegger Arnold
Ich bin Hero, One Last Action
Selbst Charles Bronson, Crockett
He landed with a thud in a truck and was off.

Marsha Bronson had just finished setting her hair. It had been a very rough
weekend. She had
pass the time like Charles Bronson in a penitentiary 

I am waiting to throw you overboard 
I am going to cut you with a mighty sword 
I am hiding in
gripped his package and he felt himself borne up. 
He landed with a thud in a truck and was off.

Marsha Bronson had just finished setting her hair. 
It
poppin' your ammo off
Hide your face, and throw your flannels off, Sweatshirt, nigga
(Sweatshirt, nigga)

'87 roof top, Bronson
Whipping hoopties tryna
yearn for only you, baby

I woke up this morning
And I called my cousin Bronson
You know I can talk to B, you know
I said, "B, I'm sittin' in this
Action Bronson: Who was that one you were telling me about the other evening, you were singin' about the sister in the street gang
Guy: Uh you're
Action Bronson: 
Who was that one you were telling me about the other evening, you were singin' about the sister in the street gang
Guy: Uh you're
I kick the bucket
Know that Bronson's eating supper
Hoping the gun don't jam like Smuckers
Weed inside the Mason jar, leaning like racing car
Papa
Cara de Tanga
(Michel de Moura)
BR-KW1-16-00007


Estão se proliferando
Os homens com cara de Charles Bronson

Estão se proliferando
Os homens com
Wicked, wicked production you know how it go man
Y'all listen to music by Harry Fraud man
0'12 man. New 'tings
Bronson man
Big boss Bronson man
the Action Bronson (Bronson)
I give a little Magic Johnson
Then she wanna hold my wand like Emma Watson
Oh they mad cause I got flow
And these other
Sylvester Stallone (Oooh!)
Peter Cushin (Oooh!)
Marlon Brando (Oooh!)
And James Dean (Yeah)

Charles Bronson (Oooh!)
Robert Redford (Oooh!)
Grace Jones
Hov'! And so I breeze through, jeans is Evisu
She's respondin, top of C. Bronson
We in Luan (whoo!) getting our groove on
Buyin out the bar, on our way
than Johnson and Johnson
Tote steel like Bronson, "Vigilante"
You wanna get on son, you need to ask me
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
They
Johnson and Johnson
Tote steel like Bronson, vigilante
You want to get on son, you need to ask me
Ain't no other king in this rap thing
They siblings,
Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas

I hang among hustlers, I slang and hoo-bang Bronson
When bustaz roll through, can't fuck with my

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