Action Bronson – DMTri (2019) | Track profile | Dork

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DMTri

[Chorus]

Knock, knock it out the box, Bronson

Knock, knock it out the box, Bronson

Yeah, uh, knock, knock it out the box, Bronson

[Verse]

Bitch I'm a superhero, I wasn't born with dinero

Somehow I turned into Deniro

Just give me one shot at the lead role

You'll be amazed, like the first time you seen snow

Down in Georgia on the Peach Grove

I shoot ninety-five percent from the free throw

Sixty from the field, strange sex appeal

The lone gunman, muffle the shotty with an old onion

This is no fun, never low funds, man, fuckin' crazy, uh

You must be out your mind

Back with a vengeance

Black MAC lookin' like Janet with extensions

I'm back on the bench presses, put the Audi in a red dress

Make ten lefts, I lost fifty on the Mets, I'm a mess

After practice hit the steps bitch

That's what I gotta do to be the best shit

Man these motherfuckers sleepin'

While Bronson bangin' pots and pans

Gotta understand these fake fucks are not your mans

Me, disappear, where? I'm right here

Creepin' in the cold nights air

To get on my level take fifty light-years

My jewelry boxes like the habitat for white bears

After I'm finished in the sauna

I jump into some freezing cold water

Shaking like I'm reading from the Torah

I'm 'bout to tat a skull on my skull

Hangin' from a snake's mouth comin' out a pyramid

Now I'm at the steakhouse gettin' dirty looks

Guess I shoulda wore a different shirt

Poppin' wheelies on the Harley down 53rd

Break the guitar on your head after my solo shit

I coulda been in Guns N' Roses dolo, bitch

Got the Box Chevy jumpin' like a pogo stick

Don't you motherfuckers know that I'm the logo kid? Uh

Yeah, don't you motherfuckers know that I'm the logo

Like Jerry West and Teddy Ballgame

I don't wear Balmain, swing the ball and chain executioner style

Dirty mountain tiger to the face

Better strap up, I'm 'bout to see space

As I entered, I felt that everything was centered

Oh shit, I think I'm back in the placenta

But then I woke up in a Nissan Sentra

In the parking lot of Queens Center, uh (Don't hurt me baby)

My grandparents learned English watchin' Martin, uh, ha yeah

My grandparents learned English watchin' Martin, it's me, uh

Wild immigrants, my grandparents learned English watchin' Martin

[Chorus]

Knock, knock, knock 'em out the box, Bronson

Knock, knock 'em out the box, Bronson

Knock, knock 'em out the box, Bronson

Knock 'em out the box, Bronson

Yeah, uh, it's me, motherfucker

[Outro]

(*Laughing*)

That's a ill vision

(*Laughing*)

That's pretty fucked up

(*Laughing*)

It sounds so bad, like the dog pound is runnin' through his bitch

(He's walkin')

They all had their sneakers on, fuckin' fakin'

(*Laughing*)

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