Lyrics:
da muralha percebi um Charles Bronson disparando
Na nossa direção e um de nós que foi tombando
Baleado manchando toda a lateral do Astra
Ó meus anjos
broke down right
Whores to congress, hold out, no doubt
Charles Bronson never sold out
On the down low we rob like Dow Jones
Out for calzones like Al
spitamat coming for hours
The Charles Bronson conscience hold up
I know you ain't still talking that nonsense
NY is full of beef now
Africa don't have
Shout-outs to my fucking brother
Man, Action Bronson, man
We out here, man
We motherfucking out here, man
Not enough to say, man
But a motherfucking few more
know that Bronson like a swimmer
Cause I dive in pink
You sooner see me out in
Africa with tiger mink
We make your father curtsy
Cut off his manhood come
of scribers do
Or die writing for lifers
This is orange bearded Bronson magnet
Shorties think I'm Spanish
We never rocking sandals you
See me copping pandas
ape, Jack Johnson, King Kong
Slapped to your face
Charles Bronson the big chron
Gunned up already, thumbs up, Fonzarelli
Smacked over stupid shit cause
uncle went to
Summer camp for racketeering action Bronson
Tossin' money like a Muslim Wedding
Sleep on satin bed sheets
With the custom threading
Tossin'
always right
But he’s always the boss
Yeah, I got bars for life
And you’re a fresh fish i’m Charles Bronson
This is motherfucking Death Wish
Friends are
it's bronson!
We got the liquor flowing heavy
Piff holding steady
Shorty in the room sniffing the confetti
Well now she talking my ear off
Whisper in
Word, Meyhem Lauren, Thorotracks, all day
My nigga Action Bronson, what!, Queens shit
Always official, check it
Vicious apparel gets displayed
When
Bronson
Cocaine like the kid was born in '84
How long you really plan to sleep on me for?
When I decide to put my cape on the floor
Superman won't save you
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Lo stesso stronzo anche se mi sgonfio più di Action Bronson
Vedo volti ignoti e portafogli gonfi (eh)
C'hanno gli occhi vuoti più di Knoxy Foxy
thinking it’s just some song shit
With Action Bronson smoking and
Taking bong hit's
Get a verse from The Machine
I’ll get your song lit
Yeah, you should pay
JUST NEVER WORK OUT THAT WAY YEAH I'D LIKE TO GO BACK AND ERASE IT BUT I KNOW THAT I JUST HAVE TO FACE IT STARING AT YOU ON BRONSON AVENUE YOU
catch me at the Grammy's rockin' white sweats
It's obvious that I like sex
Half RoboCop, half Mike Tyson tatted on my neck
This is Captain Bronson live
money, and a hot body
I see it now Bronson a heart-throbby
No more pigging out, binging on the late night
No more sneaking juice in the syringe to get
pen it
Nike Air extraordinaire, it's a cold world, prepare
That's what it is, dad
Winterize your vehicle
I love kicks like Action Bronson loves
Bronson known for his benevolence
Polo fitted with a leather grip
Yo, this is madness, certified madness
Rapping like a bandit, surfing my advantage
self-ia, Bronson not helpin' ya
Trying to get the Lexus ah oysters for breakfast ah
I'm still in queens thats my native land
I sport a headdress baby veil
a left hook at your grandpop
While Chef Action Bronson cook up them lamb chop
After that, we gonna eat a rapper for dessert
Mega got the blood of emcees
a, like Future
When Young Metro say you ain't trustworthy
Does that make Trip Klay Thompson?
In the kitchen like Action Bronson
Racks on me like
Lace up your Timbs, Queens, fresh off the blacktop
All foreign recital ? fiends on the backlot
Back alley Bronson always cookin' up a mad plot
out the soil
Virgin oil, the name Bronson, no Arroyo
Barbecues get thrown with EBT Cards
Land and sea, the air, 3 stars
Till gold plates get made
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