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and
Gore-tex athletic horses on
My chest and on my short sets
The Leslie Nielsen of the weed and the words
This is Action Bronsolinni, 33 and the 3rd
Kid naked

Cocoa Buter

Nina Sky

Well-Done

2011

Carhartt sweats and Gore-tex athletic horses on my chest and on my short sets
The Leslie Nielsen of the weed and the words
This is Action Bronsolinni, 33

in the sip in the valley of the winners
We here to eat here to handle our business
We on a mission no gimmicks
We want the ring it's no hard feelins

On the corner selling rap C.D's
Not on the same rappin' league
U amazed I spit fire but kept all my oustanding teeth
We star gaze, you can come visit ma place

thank you, King
Pop Warner would later say
Jim's performance at practice that day
Was the greatest display of athletics he'd seen and
He'd never see

had in these few months
Mission in silence new sounds
Won't catch me I'm off the city
Don't talk to me new hoodie on
What happened to my oldest brothers

valleys to the top
Now I'm standing over mountains, screaming out, I won't stop
You can't stop me, this ain't cocky, but my parents gave me style
Built

on a mission 
Spitting like I got a dip in 
Don't give a if you with it 
Im still independent 
Homie you rocking a fitted 
Aint wit a team you can forget it
I

the mud, lookin' like some cleats
Call me Ben Wallace, I should wear a three
We playin' arenas like we in the league
They always ask why I'm so serious
Why

to meet ya
Sister sister, can’t be your mister
On a mission
See the picture
See the picture
Mona Lisa
Mamma mia conte partiro
I can’t be yours, and fight

complete the mission
Never ending its just a quest
Like what is next?
Speakers out blaring loud
Rockstar lifestyle what I'm going for now
Rockstar rockstar

to meet ya
Sister sister, can’t be your mister
On a mission
See the picture
See the picture
Mona Lisa
Mamma mia conte partiro
I can’t be yours, and fight

Took time off, cuz I ain't got a thing to prove, mission vision got things to do
Walked through the valley of death and I came out refined
Why would I

Death before dishonor if you're apart of the league
Fighting but even soldiers will fall to fatigue
So I work to keep pushing like I'm giving birth
So

Swiss accounts, first name mispronounced
Kieda’s the name, yank dudes out of the game
Out the league, raw cats stop ya feed
Drop to knees, Make niggas

dawgs

Walk through the valley of the shadow of death
And I'm hitting nay nay nay nay
I Got the opps screaming mayday
Pockets looking like payday
I'm rich