Action Bronson - Drug Shit Lyrics
[Verse 1]Straight from the depths of QueensLeave you sleepin' on the mezzanineLike you Lincoln, and switch into a desert sceneOften heard, but this mother*****er seldom seenI'm throwin' blows while you're waitin' for the bell to ringDrug smokin', razors make the pasta sweetSlumped over when the barrel and your posture meetStay lean like some mother*****in' ostrich meatYou full of shit, it's time to get a colonoscopyScissor kicks, dick's up for Miss ElizabethLex Luger arms, four in the morning in the dark with the computer onWaste of my time – my thoughts are patient... replaced in my mindBorn to shine like the eyes on a catSame cat ***** around, put the knife in your back'Cause it's nothin', we live and let die and roam the landAnd you bluffin', you lifted the cards and showed your hand, *****Tailor-made rubber, rubber made reliableNever spill the soup, rock a linen suitPlay the streets like the ball court, spin and shootStrong as Popeye, dippin' in a spinach CoupePull my nuts out your mouth, let me breathe for a minute, pleaseYour life is cheap like a hooker in the PhilippinesAbout to be a huge star and I'm still in QueensYou on the shelf like a figurineDrugs infestin' my mind, but I'm destined to shineSpit the shit to keep these mother*****ers pressin' rewindThousands of pounds of pressure pressed on your spineLive divine, free the bonds – lead the blind, read the signsHands up like you steppin' in the partyNow you gettin' robbed, mother*****er, with the shottySaid you pottied – make your body do an ollieThen dig your shorty out 'cause I geeked her up on mollyHave her eatin' dick, no need for seasoningIf seven dudes are in the room, then she's pleasin' 'emLike a tropper, hit her in the pooperThrow her in the shower then I take her out to LUPAI'm kinky, I'll hit it even if it's stinkyPut 'em in the shower, make the ***** brand-newRan through, giver her money's what I can't doStuff her lunch box and burn her with a candleConsensual rate, vinegar solutionsAnimal abusin', down with revolutionsDon't get pissed off, ***** around, rip your tits offStill gettin' head even if my dick softRisin' quick, no Fleischmann'sI'm in the end zone with one leg up, posin' like HeismanThrow it like Das Man – suede footWith the village leader, smokin' a pipe with seven wise menI eat the biggest piece of chicken at the tableLet 'em know I'm hungry, Polo on the RugbyThe.44 long, surely got a trusty hoveTryna live American dreams, dusty roads, yeah...
