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Action Bronson & The Alchemist - Dmtri [Lamb Over Rice]
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Knock, knock it out the box, Bronson Knock, knock it out the box, Bronson Yeah, uh, knock, knock it out the box, Bronson 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 Shake it 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 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 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 That's a ill vision That's pretty fucked up It sounds so bad, like the dog pound is runnin' through his bitch (He's walkin') They all had their sneakers on, fuckin' fakin'
Writer(s): Ariyan Arslani, Alan Maman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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