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Action Bronson

The Rising

 

The Rising

(álbum: Mr. Wonderful - 2015)


[Intro Action Bronson:]
Fly Mary in to sing to that cow before we slaughtered it
And then I ordered it

[Hook Action Bronson:]
Don't say a word to me
You already committed perjury
A bunch of lies and sneaks and I don't play that
You know better, you better save that

[Verse 1 Action Bronson:]
Laid by the pool, my legs getting massaged by your professional
Strictly business, nothing sexual
Seasonal vegetables looking exceptional
You ain't think I was hot then, now you wanna hum on my testicles
I'm from a dirty borough where that Sun don't come out
But when the moon come and the goons come, the crew runs
Like a big Jamaican, I stand adjacent
To that S600 in amazement
My time gon' come, I'm headed to the top
Like I never wore makeup, and I'm ready for the spotlight
You know I got my hoodie on, and it's such a hot night
Shit I'm straight from Queens, catch me in the limo like it's prom night

[Hook Action Bronson]

[Verse 2 Action Bronson:]
This that do a hundred in the rental in the rain
With the jammy, a day before I have to go to Spain
Living on the edge, different colored women in my bed
Different, different colored linens on my leg
My mother said I better win or else she'll fuck me up
Ma we did it, I love you, you lucky slut
Since I was young I had the husky gut
But I'm gorgeous, got money in the pouch just like a tourist
Swerve in a Skylark, big piece of the pie chart
Bitch this is fine art, I gets my shine on
You lying, dog, you never even put the iron on
You drive a Scion, you ain't riding, dog
Me, I'm cell built, grab your chest
Still get hit with right hands from left field
My life is a kaleidoscope
She makes me feel just like I'm high on dope
I never calm down, shoot the gun without putting my son down

[Hook]

[Big Body Bes:]
You should have been known who the fuck this was, just by my fucking tongue. Big fucking Body Bes. You know I'm all over everything now. You know me, you might see my face stamped on a bag of dope, out here getting filthy cause you know I got that ooh woo woo. You know me, I go home and change up. I get fresh to fight. Just caught a new fucking case. But it's alright though, I got this stupid mothafucking lawyer. He told me, "Don't even worry about that shit, Body. I'll make that go away. Now what's for lunch?" I told him, don't worry, I got the hookup. Anything you want. Crown Fried on me, 1 through 6 only. I know your type though, the type of mothafucka wear a three piece suit to go to court, shook to death and you there for smoking weed. Piece of shit, get the fuck outta here

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