Amuse Bouche

[Verse 1: Action Bronson] I been fly since the Big Bossman feud with the Mountie Bobby Bacalhau, crocodile, know the proper style Curtis Martin run the rock in for the Jets yo I would watch my older cousins makin' profits on the steps, made my mind up Never see me hustlin' for Honda's, Eyes are on the Zonda, eyes low from puffin ganja My fuckin life is like a ghetto drama, sip the green tea Polish off the metal cause we men of honor You see the P, left side of the Cardigan sweaty Well now you know that I'm a rocker like Marty Jannetty The low shit, kill the pussy with the whole dick Slicker than the oil on the marble with the flow shit Hard bottoms cat's be clickin' like the horses do We just dined, but I'm down to take your portion too Smoke a few sticks, poke a few tricks Shave the points off the game call it Blue chips This ain't Shaq an penny action squeeze the Mac elevy Tsunami lyric from the inner corner crack the levy Snake the hash cause my skills tight pair the salmon with the dill right Grab your hammer and hold your shield tight [Verse 2: Action Bronson] My life is inches from death I blow the piff on the step Spit the phlegm, hold my dick when I rap, plus the suede feet Play the street, hear the music of the city lights flashin With high fashion and some nice titties Drug dealers sell the drugs are for realin Angry mothers cuff there children when they walk in the buildin' We stand tall, like the great wall i'll never fall Disobey the law, summer spring and fall don't forget the winter Before Splinter and the turtles, rock the lightweight Lo' jacket with the man, hopin the hurdle vicious with verbal Stuffed inside your bitch is a gerbil, seven platters on the table Dutch's filled up with herbal, grow accustom to the fast life Raise the glass, tap the glass twice now they flick the picture Cause we passed nice Peace to Queens though heavy on the C-note Ricky Steamboat one love Bronsolinio