Typhoon Rap

[Verse 1: Meyhem Lauren]

Yo, I represent change like the forty-fourth president

Son, I get fresher than most, that shit's evident

Prevalent, powerful, pop on punk pussies

I'm outside ready for war with no rookies

Deadly apparel, cognac by the barrel

Soar high like a sparrow, on point like an arrow

Break bones to the marrow, mind state beyond narrow

Talladega Nights, go hard like Will Ferrell

A hot boy with cheese like a slice from Sbarro

If the rap game was Egypt you could call me a pharaoh

Rocking Timb chukkas

Living like some ice road truckers

Fuck the pigs cause I know them suckers wanna bucka-buck us

Pocket full of Maytag blue but it's green

If there's an ugly bitch, somebody better take it for the team

That's how we do, them outdoors boys mad noise

Fall back, cause the 44 long shit destroys

[Verse 2: Action Bronson]

The beard exquisite, cooker on the quadricep

5'7", 280, murder bars for rep

I'm Lo rockin', seat at the Kentucky Derby

It's either that, Nasty Nate, Knickerbocker jersey

Marty Puccio cool it with bully shit

This travel bag got the semi with the fully shift

I'm fully equipped to leave you in a pool of your shit

And leave your shorty droolin' on dick

Prosciutto slice is thinner than a model bitch

Fresh grapes that were pressed into a bottle bitch

My bottom bitch, servin' me with olives, bitch

Shorty graduated college, bitch, switch

Super suburb, Martha Stewart, good with the herbs

I'm Bobby Flay, cookin' the birds

Yo, I'm Martin Yan, what you talkin 'bout a knife

Still we ate the chicken, We talkin' 'bout your wife

[Verse 3: Meyhem Lauren]

Fuck the fake shit, we rock Champion hoods

And run up in spots, making them pop, who got the goods

Trying to be the next mogul, young gassed, sipping on Mobil

Extra vocal? Not me, I'm anti-social

Beyond local, fuck hopeful, I make it happen

Heavy strapping, deadly beaming, steady scheming

Any demons up in my path will get banished

My rhymes make niggas rebuild, like water damage

[Verse 4: Action Bronson]

El Pozolero, cocinero, it's the wild guero

The new Lebron up on my feet

Step on the Beamer pedal

We heaving rebels with the freeze and pebbles

Potent shit like the harvest of marijuana

Once the season settles

Twenty five, but that shit I spit is timeless

Swimming with piranhas, throw the penis in vaginas

Your highness, seen with a stunning queen

Diamonds like a French bread

A hundred geese, we sipping Burgundys in southern Greece