Action Bronson

[fox69]

"Dealer Plates"


At times I get too drunk to fuck, too high to deal with shit
I might just spend a hundred at the dealership
Even my haters gotta feel this shit
Enjoy the show, bitch you could suck my dick
You, you could suck my dick

As smoke lingers, the Earth spins like the ball on Earl "The Pearl" Monroe fingers
I've been a boat swinger, in my "Stone Cold" Steve Austin shirt with the clicker
You know we're still here, don't get mad at me
I've just been hooked on Grey's Anatomy
A good thing about that, is I could probably be a surgeon
'Cause I could cut flesh with no burden
Drop a tab of acid
Let's just be for certain
The reaper lurkin'
In 1997 dog, my beeper was chirpin'
The 850's started speaking German
To find the true meaning you must be determined
I just want to be on T.V. forever like Chris Berman
Have diamonds blind my eyes while my wrist turnin'
Have my lady suck my dick while the spliff burnin'
It's picture perfect, man

Feel me, right? I know you feel me, right?
I know you feel me right, uh

At times I get too drunk to fuck, too high to deal with shit
I might just spend a hundred at the dealership
Even my haters gotta feel this shit
Enjoy the show, bitch you could suck my dick
You and you, you could suck my dick
And you, uh

 

[fox69]

"Dear Heather"
(feat. Rockie Fresh & Macie Stewart)



[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
(This that beautiful shit)
She got the bathwater running, honey smelling like some almond milk
Lavender and cocoa nib, hop on a pogo stick
Don’t mind her, she’s only here for taking photos, shit
Unless you wanted to jump in all on the low, low
I love your pussy lips, the fatness and the shape of ‘em
And plus they got a little shake to them, many times forsaken ‘em
Improper use had led you to the doctor many times
In the past year, keep the flask near
Drink away the sorrows, reaching for tomorrow
Dip out of the country with this time that I have borrowed
Never to return again but you could write me with the feather
To my number one fan, I love you Heather

[Hook: Macie Stewart]
You’ve got me feeling so fine
And I can hardly find the time, yeah
Tomorrow’s so far down the line
So sit yourself down and unwind

[Verse 2: Rockie Fresh]
This year, I took a hundred flights
Which mean my girl cried a hundred nights
Hundred groupie hoes I gave the pipe
But I still found time to get my paper right
Big money on it, tell ‘em go and count the pile
Man I swear to God this life is wild
You be creative and they take your style
Lot of bitches out here lame, they just in denial
We keep it cool but she hot as hell, we make it melt
She got me living with a feeling that I never felt
And every day we smoke the dopest dope that has been dealt
I had to leave because I’m getting booked just like a show
She told me I’m a learn that some people ain’t worth the help
And you show them the ropes, they go and hang they self
And I gotta listen to anything that Heather say
I gotta stay shining, don’t wanna see Heather gray
Aye

[Hook: Macie Stewart]
You’ve got me feeling so fine
And I can hardly find the time, yeah
Tomorrow’s so far down the line
So sit yourself down and unwind

 

[fox69]

"Demolition Man"
(feat. Schoolboy Q)



[Verse 1: Schoolboy Q]
Big willy, I'm fuckin' whores
Since a youngin' grabbed the pistol, skipped the chores
Hit the weed and said "It's on"
Got with my older Loc's they threw your boy a zone
Before my mom could smell the scent that shit was gone
Movin' on to bigger things now, don't call my phone
Carry chrome, I think them boys after me
But I shoot fast like athletes
Number one Magic flipper, I'm Anthony
Oops, threw a couple at your coupe
Mr. Hard-top, don't fuckin' lose your roof
Smashin' on a 110
Empty most of the clip, shit only got one sin
Where's Waldo at? Put this bitch to his lens
Got the dimes all wrapped, on his block like you're still friends
Still low from the po-po, no L's in the Volvo
Mask gon' catch a photo when my glove's wrapped around the 4-4

[Verse 2: Action Bronson]
Called it statuatory rape cause the steak wasn't mature
I'm laid out by the lake, you lay with inflatable mates
I lace my shoes tight and ready for the paper chase
I like my girls with African bodies and Asian face
Only green M&M's placed in my dressing room
Pineapple juice, roast turkey
If I want, I got a bitch to suck a thirty dick circle
Then hop up in a cab, this just to serve a bitch purple
Come back, make rice for the fellas
Every single person rockin' leather
Cheddar attatched, my mental is hash from the medicine cabinet
Rock a shirt, got the pattern of the wilderness habitat
I make kids, and it felt ready
Yours are 23 wearin' bibs slurping spaghetti
Your family cancer took her tits off
Don't even look us in the eye
Spit the shit to make a lesbian cry, dyke

 

[fox69]

"Dennis Haskins"


All my bitches adore me
No more visits to Maury
Only visits to where the shore be
Fuck having a shorty
I'm on tour, I need my dick milked
Blow my nose in patterns woven into thick silk
Ah shit motherfucker man I been ill
Spin wheel my favorite disc consists of thin veal
Mmm daddy look good, that's what your bitch feel
Then spread her thighs wide open for a kid's meal (fish)
What a bitch, here's the twist
What I twist'll make a normal human twitch
Catch me in the Saab like Mitch
Pitch left-handed with the chip wrist
Bring Mr. Belding out, that means you gettin' dismissed
Cancelled, flicks with mickey on the mantle
Flicks with Yogi Berra lifted in some sandals
Smoke the wax like a candle
It be that shit you can't handle
Look just like doodoo in the pamper
Like when my son drinks too much apple juice, loose
When he was four he got his dick sucked by a prostitute
Right in the pasta chute
A piece of knife, a little gun hang out the mobster's booth
We gettin' lots of loot
I lift him off his feet, cop a Porsche for cheap
Fuck around, you'll be layin' in the coffin sleep
At the large round table where the bosses meet
Come correct motherfucker you know that talk is cheap
Lift him off his feet, drop a Porsche or Jeep
Fuck around, you'll be layin' in the coffin sleep
At the large round table where the bosses meet
Come correct motherfucker you know that talk is cheap

 

[fox69]

"Descendant Of The Stars"


As a descendant of the stars it's only right that I become one
As a descendant of the stars it's only right that I become one

They tried to sign your boy to a deal like a Japanese pitcher
I heard Barkley bought a Mazda for a stripper
Yo what a shitty tipper, that's where we differ
I hand her the keys to the Beamer to uplift her
11 miles up the river there's a base camp
Play the Tec
Wait for the enemy they came and went
I'll admit I had to lay some hands
The doctor said I should be taking meds
Someone pass the weed to my mother tell her roll that shit
Can a motherfucker get a soul clap bitch?
I don't give a fuck I'm just a grown ass kid
Eyes wide shut I control that whip
I did an interview for GQ while takin' a shit
I'm into gettin' cake and wearin' snake skin when I spit
I'm in my hey-day, people only call me when it's payday
If I was drownin' would they save me? (hell no)

As a descendant of the stars it's only right that I become one
As a descendant of the stars it's only right that I become one

My jump shot got an ark like Noah
And 10 of every kind of animal can roll up
I park water like it's just another ordinary night
Every day it's clearer that there's more to life
You can 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 from the flight deck
Land on remote islands you can't change my channel
Doin' donuts on the camel
Desert storm camo on
I'm on the same drugs that Hammer was on
Turn the camera on, I'm like a fuckin' monster out the Amazon

God damn, shit boy
Queens in the motherfuckin' buildin' you already know
It's me

As a descendant of the stars it's only right that I become one
As a descendant of the stars it's only right that I become one
As a descendant of the stars it's only right that I become one
As a descendant of the stars

 

[fox69]

"Double Breasted"


Hey yo, our lungs are filled with the purple from the jungle
Never fumble, got the work right by the grundle
Twin dick sucks for me and my son
That's before he was 3 smoking weed in a blunt
Straight from flushin where the birds are hanging dead in the window
Scent of garbage make me sick getting head in the rental
Got the lamb rack pan, roasted, laced with [?]
Little yogurt dapped and drizzled might be a winner
Come and see me, known the hand that makes the fettucini
Holler make the baklava getting paper bashkala
La Majun sour smoking savage out of sarasota
Macho man, the taco stand is where the hook is kept
30 dollars get you pussycat, right in the kitchen where they cooking at
[?], architecture art deco, twist the pussy like a soft pretzel
I'm such a special guy, I'd rather die then never testify
You soon to see me at the party with a vest and tie.
Shorts, that's my steez when I'm stepping
Strollin down the streets like the westerns

Double weapons, at my size and preparing for the showdown
Spinning like a wild maneuver, Whilin' at them hold down
Hold ground, stand firm, you little sissies got a chance
Now it's time to give them man burn

Yo, he try to fuck with Bronsollini it's a crucial calling
Guaranteed you gonna loose just like the Brooklyn brawler
Mister wonderful in shorts, cortex, gortex
The bottom of the feet in case the floor wet
Flow was sended here crafted on the mother earth
Kinda strange things been funny since my brother's birth
Shaking hands, the system money connect
Blow a ransom on a yacht, have a seed in Quebec
Respect my, exquisite mistique, pretty petite
Little hookers running wild, giving head in the street
But still, slicing nuts, clean off that's with the razor
I'm laughing in the tavern where fresh bruno's and blazers chilling
Salt and pepper, queen shit, salt and pepper, ps.

 

[fox69]

"Dr. Kimble"


Yeah, yeah, uh
Uh-uh, uh, Bronco

Yeah, the plane lift up then I hit the pipe (Uh)
And just to clarify (Uh), what you might have heard, I never left these dice (I never did)
I throw 'em until there's nothin' left in life (It's true)
Ancient architecture sculpted out of stone hang off this neck device (Aye, aye, aye)
I cop cars and crash 'em (Uh), next day, the same thing (Uh)
Next date, Beijing (Uh), Papi, I'm a made man
Have little man do a front flip out of the gray van (Woo, oh shit)
Give all your mans a fucking spray tan
I headbutt, bitch, I don't shake hands, nah (Uh-uh)

Bronco (It's me, it's me)

I lost a case (Uh), he found his wife next to a horse's face (Yeah)
I'm lost in space, I'm out of here, torch the place (Pssh)
Just dropped 200 at the dealer, high from the 'quila (Ay)
I could've been a Steeler (Ay), but bitch, I keep it realer (Realer)
All I want is moolah (True), I put these fucking actors in the goulash
Leave mothafuckas hanging out of tubas (Ha ha ha)
My eyes go black while I'm howling at the lunar (A-woo)
Stars fall down and you can't stop it with computers, listen
You either got it or you don't, there's nothing to it (There's nothing to it)
We started four in the Buick (True), now the lawyer is Jewish (True)
(He can be anything) Stupid (He can be anything)

Uh, it's the Bronco (He just happens to be Jewish, it's understandable)

Shit's so wave (Uh), need a full-body du-rag (Ah)
Fresh like dope inside the 12-year old school bag (Ah)
Bitch, take your album and boof that (Ah)
If we was on the ball court, we'd take your fucking ball and roof that (Uh)
Hear me? (Get that shit the fuck out of here, man)
(I knew I still had it, it happens to everybody) Uh, roof that
Boof that, haha (Scoop that)
Yeah, uh (It's me)

Stones on my neck, you see me, them shits fell out the sky (Sky)
Hold up, just let me roll up (Roll up), bitch, I'm 'bout to fly (Fly)
Your boy been out his mind (Mind), bitch, I'm 'bout to die (Uh)
Tears fall out his eyes (Uh), tears fall out his eyes (Eyes)
See me, I'm out the sky (Sky)
Let me roll up (Uh), I'm 'bout to fly (Fly)
I'm out my mind (Mind)
Tears fall out my eyes (Fall out my eyes)
Stones on my neck, you see me, them shits fell out the sky
Hold up, just let me roll up, bitch, I'm 'bout to fly
Your boy been out his mind, tears fall out his eyes
Tears fall out his eyes, tears fall out his eyes

 

[fox69]

"Dreamer"


Ayo, my headbands filled with acid, out of body
Mind trick, mind sick like Magic Johnson's dick
You know your shorty lettin' Bronson hit
Stuff penis down the neck like it's lozenges
Two bags of drug sleep, 'bout to wake 'em up, though
Stay sharp, cut quarts with the cutthroats
Don't snort, use gloves when you cut dope
Won't stop, eat box on a plush boat
The brougham, forest green with peanut butter
Jelly belly, fuckin' in a smelly telly
African room, drugs up in the nightstand
Look in my eyes, "Daddy, make the light dance!"
Nice pants, cut off at the knee
Cuttlefish, cut up on the beach, out the sea
Mix it with the lime juice, smidgen of it's own ink
(Ah, the beat cut out)

 

[fox69]

"Drug Shit"


Straight from the depths of Queens
Leave you sleepin' on the mezzanine
Like you Lincoln, and switch into a desert scene
Often heard, but this motherfucker seldom seen
I'm throwin' blows while you're waitin' for the bell to ring
Drug smokin', razors make the pasta sweet
Slumped over when the barrel and your posture meet
Stay lean like some motherfuckin' ostrich meat
You full of shit, it's time to get a colonoscopy
Scissor kicks, dick's up for Miss Elizabeth
Lex Luger arms, four in the morning in the dark with the computer on
Waste of my time – my thoughts are patient [?] replaced in my mind
Born to shine like the eyes on a cat
Same cat fuck around, put the knife in your back
'Cause it's nothin', we live and let die and roam the land
And you bluffin', you lifted the cards and showed your hand, pussy
Tailor-made rubber, rubber made reliable
Never spill the soup, rock a linen suit
Play the streets like the ball court, spin and shoot
Strong as Popeye, dippin' in a spinach Coupe
Pull my nuts out your mouth, let me breathe for a minute, please
Your life is cheap like a hooker in the Philippines
About to be a huge star and I'm still in Queens
You on the shelf like a figurine
Drugs infestin' my mind, but I'm destined to shine
Spit the shit to keep these motherfuckers pressin' rewind
Thousands of pounds of pressure pressed on your spine
Live divine, free the bonds – lead the blind, read the signs
Hands up like you steppin' in the party
Now you gettin' robbed, motherfucker, with the shotty
Said you pottied – make your body do an ollie
Then dig your shorty out 'cause I geeked her up on molly
Have her eatin' dick, no need for seasoning
If seven dudes are in the room, then she's pleasin' 'em
Like a trooper, hit her in the pooper
Throw her in the shower then I take her out to LUPA
I'm kinky, I'll hit it even if it's stinky
Put 'em in the shower, make the pussy brand-new
Ran through, giver her money's what I can't do
Stuff her lunch box and burn her with a candle
Consensual rate, vinegar solutions
Animal abusin', down with revolutions
Don't get pissed off, fuck around, rip your tits off
Still gettin' head even if my dick soft
Risin' quick, no Fleischmann's
I'm in the end zone with one leg up, posin' like Heisman
Throw it like Das Man – suede foot
With the village leader, smokin' a pipe with seven wise men
I eat the biggest piece of chicken at the table
Let 'em know I'm hungry, Polo on the Rugby
The.44 long, surely got a trusty hove
Tryna live American dreams, dusty roads, yeah...

 

[fox69]

"Durag Vs. Headband"
(feat. Big Body Bes)



[Action Bronson:]
Yeah, yeah
(Uh-uh)
It's me, it's me
(Uh-uh)
I was hatched in '83
Fuckin' standing like the Notre Dame logo right now
Just leave this shit, man

If I choose the right horse, I'm a buy a white Porsche
Never take the night off, saying that my mind's off
Ever since I came out I been handing pain out
Fold a wire-hanger through your nose
Take your brain out, hey now
On the stage I'm like great balls of fire
One more year I'll be on 'Late George', retired
Big steak like a cheap tire
Season up some biceps and throw 'em in deep fryer

I been hot since I was this big, yeah
I been hot since I was this big, stupid

I'm sick like feeding squirrels the summer in a bubble jacket
If this was '96 I def had The Tunnel packed in
Big beard like I'm lumberjackin'
Mash the petal of the 850
Sound like the thunder cracking
I'm in a club with a condom on
All Under Armour on

[Big Body Bes:]
And when I die, make sure you spread my blood on a BMW
And when I die, make sure you spread my blood on a BMW

[Action Bronson:]
Microphone attached to my hand so I can dance my little heart out
Don't make me bring the white guitar out
Like the one in Wayne's World
That was shining in the window
Since 13 I been a nympho
Fuck That's Delicious on box set
Me and my mans smoking on big drugs and feasting on the ox leg
Stand in the store with twenty Achmed's 'zookas on shoulders
Hundreds pounds of C4 in a stroller
Z4s roll up, shit's cold, I think I need a ricola
I just dropped a million kroner I'm a stoner
You lack culture, I'm a psychedelic image of a black vulture Trapped inside a past soldier

I just blew my motherfuckin' high, man. Holy shit
I been hot since I was this big, motherfucker

[Big Body Bes:]
And when I die, make sure you spread my blood on a BMW
And when I die, make sure you spread my blood on a BMW
Albanian style, I wanna die by machine gun