[Meyhem Lauren]
Word, Meyhem Lauren, Thorotracks, all day
My n***a Action Bronson, what!, Queens sh**
Always official, check it
[Verse 1: Meyhem Lauren]
Vicious apparel gets displayed when I'm outside
We golden, fresh clothing
Fiends frozen, detects, the blocks moldering
Weight holding since the 90's, my n***a, we get it popping
Coke pure like Hip Hop when New York was vacant lotting
Slapboxing as a teen, got my sk**s correct
Flows correct, blows direct, f** y'all n***as expect?
COD, never debt, we scrape b**hes, get neck
Take a loaded .44 and play Russian Roulette
Before you try to put a person like myself in check
Dominant steez, Black Barkley's and white keys get chipped
Now I got a little something to flip
It's never makeshift, Meyhem Lauren ain't a myth
Marvelous gift, repeatedly rip fly production
Got Thorotracks holding me down
n***a it's nothing
Catch me chilling with them sinister n***as
Right on the block
Peace to One Eighteen and Metropolitan
What up, ack?
Word up, son, that's that street sh** right there
Super visual lyrics, son, I paint pictures for y'all n***as
Straight up and down, this is Meyhem Lauren
Ayo, Action, tell these n***as what it is, son?
[Verse 2: Action Bronson]
I got it
Man down, stand ground
Queens is the home of the livest n***as, hands down
Break bread, break Dutch's and we break necks
6 n***as, 1 b**h with no latex
Gray Beamer, no top when it's 20 degrees
Lo shorts, sour diese', f** I gotta disease
Big holster, handheld sh** that's laying horses
Suede enforcer, smooth and rugged
Like a grayish Porscha
Moonlit, the return of the goon sh**
A full clip make a f*ggot do a full split
That spoon sh**, leaning over like a bellyache
My n***as form, get the Jelly cake, celebrate
Divine wisdom, you'll be left with the down syndrome
Brontosaurus mack 10, nickel 9 glisten
Street piston, lighting woolies up in public places
f** a hooker on a daily basis
40 aces
[Action Bronson]
Okay, my n***as eating rare reindeer meat
Fly muthaf**ing outfits
Lavish bedspreads, nickel 9's, rugers, macks
Let's do it!
[Verse 3: Meyhem Lauren]
Mixtapes and strip steaks'll brighten them with a big face
Official like a bullet used to pop cops and hit jakes
We stomp fakes
My team takes the money outside
Boxcutters, black biscuits, n***as know how we ride
[Verse 4: Action Bronson]
Slide, Clyde Frazier with the paper, 260
Rock 60 60 shot, dip them rockets out the spiffy sock
Hammer holding, f**ing b**hes with the hairy colon
Fly a kite to prison, sent by the canary, golden
[Verse 5: Meyhem Lauren]
Keep competition folding
Gotta keep my pockets swollen
Police be strolling, rolling
Striking like they going bowling
Live lyric illustrator
Rough rap facilitator
Back block exhilarator
Dirty money, k**er paper
[Verse 6: Action Bronson]
My n***a Steele would rape you
Living lavish on the edge
I'll do you damage, split your cabbage
Piss all on the bed
I'm like a savage, maimed and ravaged
Fill the clips with lead
Stuffed into baggage
Like a sandwich, baker, brick to bread