Lyrics:
was magic like Johnson, the era hard like Bronson
Back then, lyrically rappers was into something
By now, I got me a family to look after
To work hard
it's time for some action
Bronson, hard to earn mass appeal
Codes of the streets, so you gotta be a gangsta
Run up on the stage like, peace, what up
Put
Bronson on the grill and Flavor Flave's the lifeguard (Boy)
Ladies in bikinis, floating, drinking martinis
Couple margaritas, señoritas, Lamborghinis
This
You either ride shotgun or you inside of my trunk
And I wrestle with my demons like Bronson
Blunts rotation, high off emotions, you can
Suck a dick you
really got the magic
Not talking Bronson but I'm trynna get to the action
I been going crazy you would think that I lost it
On my bullshit yeah I had
não te entregues
Bronson kill mc's quero que navegues
Sobem no palco levam com eggs
Com o proprio dom, maricon, da pa bom, here we go
Bue txichon, na
bits after they tenderized
problems from a problem solver, pardon the way
he flips the jargon.
Like Charles Bronson did his revolver
To nurture growth
Bronson
Unlocking car doors
Sucksex, the deed is done
Whip out the petron
Let's have some fun
Buying drinks for the bar
Handing out cigars
Got a stork that
Lemmy Brando i Charles Bronson
trunite u paklu svi
ja sam danas drugi čovjek
prestar za krek taman za čičeriku
ziga ziga zig
mund
sa mladima sam
na
Mina polare dom sa
Att hård de ska man va
Charles Bronson och Clint Eastwood
Är våra ideal
Mina polare dom sa
En fylla ska vi ha
Så jag snodde sprit
sittin' with Bronson
Got a bitch with me I never hit with a condom
They forgot I was the illest, I'm finna remind 'em
See how I'm killin' the slime
hip pie god hair too long nugs too strong beard bronson
Take a hit make you trip space man spliff, that vag-r-ant
Cantankerous, scandalous much hype mic
Anal making an entrance from an exit
I never left like racism post Brexit
Clutch my johnson I'm Bronson in death wish
Back like Duke steady riffing over
the van
Bronson can sleep in the backseat with shawna
when you know then you know
i'm finally ready to reap what i sow
and you, send me to the moon
i'd
ziomal
Świeży skurwiel jak dopiero wyjęta Arizona
Inny typ robi to nudno nadaremnie
Chciałby wjechać jak Action Bronson na Gangrenie
Ale wciągają go za
constant, still I bring action like Bronson
That's lyrical, an advent hood aboriginal
Fuck being subliminal, less we talking criminals with
Mask and gloves,
brudda from handcuffs
And I won’t bluff, your dad ain’t tough
Despite him lookin’ like Bronson
You was at school gettin’ nonced
I was on the wing, call me
the doors, issa raid (Kick in the doors, issa raid)
And I want more action than Bronson (Uh huh)
My shooters shoot more than Klay Thompson
(My shooters shoot
lean on Ashley
Dick game average
Actually call you magic
Cause you about to dip quick yeah
Straight vanish
like AIDS did Magic Johnson
Pierce Bronson her
now you asking us to pay for a fucking wall
With holding paychecks like ransom
Making me feel like Charles Bronson taking desperate
Measures in
on his blue jeans
Well he ain't no Charlie Bronson
No Eastwood, no Norris, or Dean
He's a Rock and Roller, short man disorder, been like that since 18
But
on me is honestly just exhausting
Started Asher Roth evolved to Action Bronson
You want charge I spar and spark conflict
Sneakers off walking Japanese
as well backpackin' it
Yep 12's back panic
I'm a lumber Jack the ripper, Bronson and Dom Hemingway
Amongst many things
I hijack the hijacked and never die
have I ever been to Lebanon
But when I do, I'll raise a fist for Bronson and void my debit card
If the namesake of exchange rates is inflated currency
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