Action Bronson - T.K.O lyrics

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Action Bronson - T.K.O lyrics

[Intro: Ring announcer] Ladies and gentlemen Coming to the ring At a whopping 273 pounds Standing at 5'7 3 quarters and a half Out of Flushing, Queens It's..... [Verse 1: Action Bronson] Fly in the winter like a flock of birdies, I never rocked a derby You see the polo, U.S.A. right on the hockey jersey Every step that I take mimicking no man Precision flow man, motherf**er get with the program Compare the lord to no man, moves I never fake em Aura like Wagyu beef, you just a Steak-Umm Paired with shiraz for the taste to serve at table side My lyric through the vocal take my palette on a flavour ride It's obvious I'm gonna do it, right outta Flushing Percussion gushing after the session right to the luncheon On my Scandinavian sh**, serve up a puffin Find a shorty, gargle her mouth and stuff her muffin Duffin many blunts to the neck, what you expect? I'm a vet show the respect, same sh** your father get Very humble, Jim Brown, never fumble Know the purple in season and well then I'll take a bundle We in the street like a hooker's feet I'm known for cooking meat, cooking beats And wildin' like I'm Booker T Bronsolini walking like a cowboy Sharp at the feet steel and got the alloy Straight outta New York the bad liuetenient, Bronsolini Team leathered down, the angel I like's in the pini You oughta see me, uptown coppin' the chimi Puffin the pudo, f**in' some culo, Bronson the chulo Jaws of white shark ready for the swimmin' Haze and linen with razor vision make the blade decision Peep the beeper, Lonnie do the street procedure Legendary sh** for how my brother heat the beaker Exquisite beard lined up, that's for the ladies Plus I'm bout to be in Turkey G'd up riding Mercedes Know Hugginatti keep the ceaser wavy, Bronsolini with the seasoned gravy Just add the cheese for flavi Straight to the table cause it's best when I'm hot Play me funny kick your nuts until your testicles pop Exhale the doja, when it's full moon I lose composure Lesson 1: cuddle your son. Brought to a closure Dabble in truffles, Sauvignon blanc simmered in mussels Nothing ever ripped from my neck during a tussle A bolo young I'm Lecter with the muzzle Injector of the deck I place the sectors in the puzzle

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