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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Live From Kissena Blvd"


[Intro:]
Ayo I represents Queens
Yea, you already know, come on
You know what time it is
Ayo I represents Queens
Please, let em know
Ayo I represents Queens
Bam bam yea yea uh
Statik
Yo I represents Queens, I prop scenes up

[Verse 1:]
Yea the cops set me up, tried to play Action
Good thing I'm like Peyton with the play action
Gold wagon need a diaper cause I'm shittin on em
No lyin, engine like a retarded lion
Very special, twist pussy like pretzel
The travel named Fletcher
Sit in the back of the Cadillac stretcher
Maroon dash, air bloom when the platoon blast
Blue grass in the Jag playin jazz
Beige rider glove on my hand
Dead chrome be bam bam baklava
Sell 10 out the minivan like a saga mine
Backed about the eight
Doctor octagon, aqua havaches on
Put the fork in the pasta with the shitakies on it
Ain't a dime, get a move without papi on it
Green paper, motherfuckers left sloppy for it
Come on, come on

[Hook:]
Ayo I represents Queens
And you saved New York City
Ayo I represents Queens
And you saved
Ayo I represents Queens
And you saved New York City
Yo I represents Queens, I prop scenes up

[Verse 2:]
Throw the left hook, knock a horse out
World came from across town, I put the fork down
Through the nackin and the dessert disgusted
Lick the mustard, kiss my cousin
Motherfuck you know I do my thing, it's nothing
Suede patches on the elbow of the jacket
Fruit savor bags for the green crack
Toast to Sesame C's on the scene best
Candy sky, welcome Adidas
Sittin courtside, need jazz
Please, my bitch squeeze at 45 degrees
While I shift the V with Mystique
Kiss on your cheek, go to sleep
I roll the leaf up uh, cut through the block with Queen Latifa
A hundred grand wrapped in a flag of Trinidad
I been a dad, smoke dough, got the same taste as a lemon head
I wanna meet the bitch that invented head
Korean meats laid on a lettuce bed, roll up

[Hook]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Live From The Moon"
(feat. Yung Mehico)



Uh huh, good evening (Yeah)
Live from the Moon (Uh huh)
Live from the Moon (It's me)
You know, live from the Moon
Take me home, uh

Ten time champ, 'bout to be eleven
Understand, I'm down to die for my leather
Bitch, live from the Moon
Live from this 41st speed boat
I hope you brought your sea legs
Bitch, young Bronson run ting like relays
Uh, live from the moon
Live from the moon (What)

My third eye been open for ten years (Uh)
I don't got no fears (Woo), I don't got no fears (No)
I don't get caught up in the bright lights, dear (No)
And, yes, I am the human highlight reel (Yes)
They say I'm built strong like pyramids in Egypt (Uh)
Ever since a fetus, I had visions of a leader
Purple X6 truck driven by a cheetah (Uh)
Look, it's Don Cheadle (Uh), no, it's just me, ho (Me)
Live from the Moon (Feel me, yeah)
Live from the Moon, uh

Under pressure like Mercury and Bowie
A man's never hot, nah, baby, you don't know me (Nope)
Your boys stay cozy, laying in the bed full of roses sipping rosy
Chilling with Kobes on (God damn)
Gold Rollie on the phoney arm (Uh)
Travel stars like I'm Obi-Wan (Uh)
Fuck Star Wars (uh), Indiana Jones is better, bitch (True)
Turn a bitch to Fiskescovich (Uh)
Couple mil'll make you stretch the wrist (Wrist)
Move stones, it's mega lift, catch my drift, pass the piff (Pass the piff)
Live from the Moon (Uh)
Live from the Moon, live from the Moon
Yeah, we coming live from the Moon
Welcome home
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Love Letter"
(with Statik Selektah)



Yo, I almost cried writing this shit yo

We met at college for the culinary arts
First time I saw that ass, boo, it swallowed up my heart, damn
Plus you were gorgeous, I played it cool though
Slipped me the number told me utilize it
Only thing I thought about was your pussy, how I'ma brutalize it
Size six in the sneakers, smoking reefer
Was the daily routine, gave her call one day
Told me meet you up at forty deuce, I didn't hesitate to say 'yes'
Threw on the sweatsuit, hopped in the Beamer
Top down, twenty below, she gave me butterflies
Had her father light complexion and her mother's eyes
Thunder thighs, I'm trying to make some babies with her
We grew closer, connected at the hip
She started flipping over little shit
Became a bigger problem, and she pregnant, what I'ma do?
I went the coward route - what a fucking jerk
I hated myself for years and thought I made up
All the pent up anger in a while, and tell me straight up
Do you love me? Then what's the next step?
It's either 'yes' or 'no' before you take your next breath
Remember the days you held me on your chest?
I listened to your heart, gentle kisses on your breast
You said I was your king, or was it just a show?
But we don't even talk, so I guess I'll never know
How does a love so strong just fall to pieces?
I believe in science and she believe in Jesus
Yo, what the fuck boo? I fucking lust you
And plus I loved you, bitch fuck you

I miss you so much, fucking bitch
I'll fucking kill you, but I love you
I just want to kiss you one more time
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Man & The Mirror"


[Intro:]
Back once a-motherfucking-gain
Come here mirror, bring yourself to me
I want you to see the beauty you've created

[Verse:]
Caddy got the brown hard top just like the Créme Brulée
Crack it, I'm attracted
The bitches they think I'm attractive
That means I'm sexually active
Hang out with actors and chefs
Gray Beamer, swing the left, BBS's
Flip out the roof, land in a split
Handle my shit
Straight from Flushing, Queens
Where them hammers get gripped
A fiend will suck your dick
For a gram of the sniff
I been gorgeous, mid-August
Twin Porsches, three floor loft
Diana Ross, blow my nostrils with the tan cloth
Five in the mornin' drinkin' coffee smokin' Kents
With the teased hair, doggy everywhere we be's there
You can touch, like the coach and the gymnast
Baby I been this
Pouches of tuna, Ounces of Uma
The '89 station wagon, Mercury Sable
Forest Green, forest park, Horace Grant
It's me
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Midget Cough"


Yeah
It's me
I'm here
Swerve
Light it

Yo
I'm on the PCH, smokin' THC
With the team, money be the dream
I take it multicolor baby, it ain't gotta be green
On the other side of earth with the queen, I'm from Queens
Shit, 3 different types of forks from her Monday lunch
Tammer and punch, higher than a javelin jump
Italian sluts, my whole battalion is nuts
We rock medallions and such
Don't even step within 6 feet of my presence
Leave you open like the desert, Def Leopard, French pepper
Did I mention, steer the whip with one arm like Jim Abbott
Chocolate sauce over dead rabbit
If these opportunities arose before we would've been had it
Shorty sniffing haddock in the attic
I been an addict in these streets, in my pants I've even shatted
It's sad isn't it? Sadly
Two things about to cop a few rings
And eat paper thin slices of the Blue Ling
Shoot eagles on a Jack Nicklaus course, Porsche with the triple exhaust
Seats soft like a midget's cough

[Coughs]
Yeah, let's hear that fly shit
[Coughs]
Yeah man
Oh fuck

I never thought that this could be my life
Russian mistress and Parisian wife
Always season rice, the animals you find in the jungle on the table sculpted and nice
Throw the dice
Leg drop after a big boot
1, 2, 3, it's over, slide in the mint coupe
Dive out the chopper in the water, uh
No splash, Olympic shit
Ayo, the spliff look like a shrimp when it shit
Smoke the shark, Greg Norman shit, me and Robert Horry in a foreign whip
Motherfucka I was born to live
And born to fuck a lot of pussy without spawning kids
It's me
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Mike Vick"


[Hook:]
When you down the people kick you
When you walk the bitches lick you
Chill dogs, don't wanna have to Michael Vick you
Stash the work inside the asshole of a pit bull
This getting money shit is simple

[Verse 1:]
I got my hair like Mike Jack's glove, lungs filled with bud
Gold bullets in the snub, old and Jewish on the rug
Young and Spanish on my bits, quick to vanish on the pricks
In the drop six cockpit, hammers getting lift
Bite beef that was aged inside the basement
Smoke a floral arrangement baby I'm dangerous
The silver soup spoon is gracious
Place it on your tongue and taste it
Numb your face like the bass did
Cash we slidin' in they always call me safe kid
Blue pride, blue drop like a spaceship
Who's hot, you not, you just basic
Lace you up like my favorite pair of Asics
Winter time switch the climate warmer
Also change the type of music that I'm rhyming over
My bitch thick like John Lovitz
Pure version blooded blonds with the guard covers

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

It got me rhyming in French
Long removed from climbing the fence
Dipping cops, getting high on the bench
Iron defense, briefcase handcuffed, stand up
M5 flying like a tan duck
Tandoori half-moons in my haircut
Serving work to Danny Tanner
Smooth percussion, coke inside the pans just like a muffin
Enjoying puffing at the luncheon, shit
Behind the back pass Arvydas Sabonis
Rare intelligence you know I'm smoking weed in diplomas
Catch a case, post bail, then I flee to Tacoma
Come back, new face, 103 and Corona
Jackson Heights plastic surgery
Colombian rooftop, botch attempts at the burglary
Got my eyes open certainly
Allow me to go exotic on the curtains G

[Hook]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Miss Fordham Road (86 87 88)"
(with Statik Selektah)



[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
Beauty Dior, Cherokee, Pinky
Roxy Reynolds bouncing on the steps, slinky
Give her something white and filled with cream -- twinkie
Leave her blinded semen in her eyes -- blinky
So it seems
Can't even believe I used that flow I'm outta Queens
Off the hooker strip boulevard of dreams
Runways are getting trains stealing credit cards and schemes
She was laying on the floor with honey mustard on her sleeves
I said get up then she got up, get up in this whip bitch
We bout to smoke this pot up plus I got some white
You could be the first to taste the product, just a little dirty
Had the body of a model, sent a message in a bottle
Tell my man set the bed up, he built a wooden room quick
Went to the tool shed, got on his hammer, nail, and screw shit
Now we livin' lavish eaten salmon on a cruise ship
Laying in a hammock getting hammered with a jew bitch

[Hook: Ea$y Money]
We want no drama, come here mama
Dale y mamar (yo come here baby girl)
Please don't get so wild, keep the chrome cal
Te deja explotar (don't get bodied homie)
Eso te mata, cool it papa
Echate pa' tras (move back gimme space)
I'm up in my zone, hoes pass tha ron
Esto ta cabron (shit crazy)

[Verse 2: Action Bronson]
Yo just roll my dutches, prep my outfit for the party
Spray my body with aromas, got the ladies actin naughty
Fine fabric delegates my people far from celibate
Hardly delicate highly skilled with much intelligence
Walk in the place jacket hangin' past the calves
Play the shorts in every season corner schemes get turned to math on some
5 in the mornin' shit, she looking flyer than anyone on that bitch
Ocean high yeah I'm on that shit muthafucka [?] when I'm on that shit
Pop pop tops of the Clicquot time to raise our glass up
Right out the bottle, with a model, with amazing asses
Wipe off the ashes, 16 flavors [?] butter
Rose out the gutter, we stand around lenses shutter
Ladies grindin' all up on my dickie
Cause we gorgeous we forage the forest
I'm destined for greatness we ballin regardless
I'm heartless so baby tell me what you wanna do
(I wanna suck it 'til my mouth's filled with cum from you)

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Action Bronson]

20 below the bitch seen walkin' the strip
With that pink gloss on her lip
And that big cross on her tits
And she frontin' like she religious but stay stalkin' a dick
Goin right at the head like some steamed crawfish n shit
She know up in the club for years fuck for bagels
Her face is weathered like the rain that fall in April
And in her pants she got a loaf of bread
You know the yeast she never go to bed
She rather dope or head
I just don't get it cause Mercedes was a honey
All the ballers wanna fuck her buy her mink and give her money
Her facials disappearin' and her nose is always runny
Dentistry is twisted like the grill that's on a monkey
Lower body skinny, upper body husky
Call em linebackers she's a character a junkie
Still, she pop it and the people throw the pennies
Plus I'm here to watch her give the team a bunch of hennies cuz

[Hook]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Modern Day Revelations"
(feat. Roc Marciano)



[Verse 1 - Action Bronson:]
To the game apply pressure, divide pepper
Design leathers, we fly forever
Fuck the water, we surfin' on the crowd
Me I like my music loud (turn me up man)
Step out the bath after two women wash me
The polo robe is costly, even the tush got a horsey
The 525 is saucy
Smokin' the moss on the porch, we
Steamin' drama like a dumpling
Break the general's torso, only the lord knows
Right through the stomach where the frame of the sword go
I'm on the coast with some cargo shorts on
Ride slow, eyes slow, 5-0
On the creep you should see the way I slide though
Just like the kids in the park, my vision is sharp
The pigeon was carte blanche, the sauce a smidgen tart
Toss a javelin, torch the lavender
I'm fucking stunning bitches weak like a calendar
I'm Jean-Claude Van Damme and you the challenger
And this the Kumite, now what you do today?
From my room along the vert to the terrace where I step
Where my maiden lay awaitin' me to pleasure me with flesh
Live the rest of my days atop a mountain
Everything is free-range, piranha in the fountain

[Verse 2 - Roc Marciano:]
Burn a carcass, walk across carnage
Sport the garments that crawled out of the forest
My shoes retarded, you'll be disregarded
The black-hearted
I laughed as the Harlot's pussy farted
The crabs dipped in garlic
The car seats is watchamacallit
Steer the ship through frigid waters
Lift the portrait, for real I feel insulted
I should be sculpted
My bitch is cultured, six coasted
We sue the beast, true beef
The loot increase, I dip with two G's smooth as a priest
The older ladies scream preach, my gun was in reach
We run the streets, rock fleece and bubble geese
Crush the zanny in the L, sip the Champale
Now I parallel, my skin complexion caramel
Hopped on the saddle rang the cattle bell, the battle was hell
The crack and heroin's for sale
The blacker cell, attract quail, I cast a spell
Flash jasper, tip the pastor, finished the chapter
Showered in fur like I'm a viking
My resemblance is striking
Bite bison and cake icing
Crackin' crustaceans, tenacious (crab)
A no rest haven, dressed with the apron
Undressin' asians at the basin
Degredation, these are modern day revelations
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Moonstruck"


[Intro:]
Awww yeah! We in the motherfuckin' place tonight!
Show's about to start guys, everybody get to your seats
Bronsolinio's comin' to the stage
Mmm, knew about the local things what they all talkin' about

[Verse 1:]
Step in the door, Bronsolini, the mayor
The kush replayer, 80 footsy pussy gushy slayer
I'm a star and I'm a prove it
Saw me in the foreign car, shorty had a movement
Comin to your town, lockin' it down, rockin' it out
I'm on fire there's no stoppin' it now, it's tournament edition
Shorty on the arm annoint a man for fishin'
Brussels eatin' breakfast in the Orient for chicken, listen
Know my mother wanna see me win
Slide the crack inside the slot you put your CD in
Give a couple bucks, let me live, puff a dutch
Cause ain't no motherfucker playin' me in Suckerpunch
It's my time, no more standin' in line
Now it's time to eat, paired up with the rarest of wine
Hair red just like the meat, never careless with mine
Play your part and stay sharp daddy, cherish your crime

[Verse 2:]
Aiyyo, you couldn't wait to hear this fly shit
Shorty open up your thighs quick, smoke the pussy like a Thai stick
My style is lovin' in the island by Dubai dick
I leave my stash right on the floor cause this is my shit
Intoxicatin' aroma, drugs rolled a diploma
Beautiful wine, we in Sonoma yo
The cheese plate, fish a pike out the lake
Take a dyke on a date, she let me bite cause I'm an ape
White limey, maneuver at night, fuck assumption
Bronsolin' bring the truth to the light, that we the best
And ain't no motherfucker tellin' me different
Most talent and I practice, ain't no shock that I'm winnin'
Double A all in it
Known for sinnin' in cinnamon women in ten directions
Cinderella pendants, the love flow tremendous
All I got is myself so fuck a co-defendant
Struck ass stripper, she tried to play me yo the whore's demented

[Outro:]
Bronsolinio, Amuse Bouche
Just a little fuckin' taste of that mouth bitch
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Morey Boogie Boards"


[Verse 1:]
I've got the mental of a bad lieutenant,
We gamble, drug money, river boats, Cadillacs talkin' 'bout a prison know
Lemons that's as subtle, in the fish they caught it cuddle
We grew up in the gutta, breaking jaws like a huddle.
Morey boogie boards wax the top so we stay on.
Wrist wrap is pitch black, three sixty shades on.
I won't stop until the walls got Monet's drawn,
The farm land enough of animals to graze on.
I'm always smoking on the potent straight from Oakland.
I'm rising like a souffle, you know you got to serve it quick.
Just dust me off with cheese, pussy straight from Persia, bitch.
They'll find you lake in Maine, you taught so well the Jersey snitch.
I rock the lenses Cam and Nitty wore
I roll a fifty of the dowa to the neck and take a city tour.
And this shine got the salsa and the gritty raw,
Timeless, my mother's diamond's 1954.

[Hook x2:]
I gotta get that dough, I want the beamer with the racing seats.
Pound the ground with my feet to make the pavement speak.
And tell me secrets that she's never told a soul to
The price of living your decisions can control you.

[Verse 2:]
I sign my name like a mantle never stickin' to the script,
Be like people off the boat, seven languages of shit.
Big tradition to the street, get you lifted off your feet.
Like my daughter at the pub, no taking orders after dark.
Cause they expect it, so wake up early, hop off the shitter,
Employ a lawyer, that's been Barmitzvah'd.
Never trust the golim seem me sippin' sprinter, hookers with spintza
And Mister Wedge, thirty dollar's holla never tip her.
This conversation that be building in the weed jar is bothersome
Half of my leg covered with Robinsons.
The firm gully in this dutch, me and Steel smoking.
Cheerleaders, pretty bitches getting peeled open.

[Hookx2:]
I gotta get that dough, I want the beamer with the racing seats.
Pound the ground with my feet to make the pavement speak.
And tell me secrets that she's never told a soul to
The price of living your decisions can control you.
 
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