Brunch

[Intro/Hook: *Frijid Pink sample* & Action Bronson] {Know you broke my heart woman When you said goodbye to me} You say goodbye to me bitch, you better break north Before you six south and I'll be sitting in that big house [Verse 1: Action Bronson] Just let me sharpen my knives, thrown on the apron X's mark the steak and the salad crumbled with bacon And bleu cheese, caramel complexion's on two knees Or two skis, carving up the Alps is what this dude needs I'm Rick the Model, Martel to cartel Live fast and eat the big tuna like Billy Parcells No more child's play kid you with the big boys Fuck an economy size, we want that big Royce My family's sayin' that I rhyme with fury Only focus on them hundred bill faces and suitcases that'll bribe a jury Grind the curry never shine the jewelry Pussy like it 86 style, you know it's fine and furry Spark the bark in the park, you know, lumberyard You ain't never in the limelight, undercard Bronsolini in the sky, thunder rod Commandante of this rap shit, young Mossad, killer [Intro/Hook: *Frijid Pink sample* & Action Bronson] {Know you broke my heart woman When you said goodbye to me} You say goodbye to me bitch, you better break north Before you six south and I'll be sitting in that big house [Verse 2: Action Bronson] The second stanza even deadly than the first From the birth, I've been enlisted to plant seeds in the earth That's soon, road to a valley that feeds, civilization I'm walking the torrid land though I'm seeking my vindication from My bad, I'll keep it fifth grade, keep the switchblade Hilfiger sailin' apparel and plus a crisp fade First day class, the Agassis are black and white My older cousin puffing pot bitch, pass the pipe Now I'm a certified user, more like abuser Slice and dice the music I'm fluid like the yakuza Or Sanders whether Deion or Barry, find candy Though I smoke until my eyes are the shape of Tia Carrere My team we work as a unit, nobody hog the ball up Great intuition and vision, no time to hit the mall up Just a taste of the life like a September call up Johnnie Walker in our tall cup, getting torn up Listen, I'm steel fisted with the iron lung Heavy metal ballads out the guitar where lions run Praise the son that can stand on his own two Smoke on the big blunt, take a sip of this home-brew [Hook: *Frijid Pink sample*] {Know you broke my heart woman When you said goodbye to me}