Action Bronson - Brunch lyrics
[Action Bronson - Brunch lyrics]
Know you broke my heart woman
When you said goodbye to me
You say goodbye to me bitch
You better break north
Before you six south and I'll be
Sitting in that big house
Just let me sharpen my knives
Thrown on the apron
X's mark the steak and the
Salad crumbled with bacon and bleu cheese
Caramel complexion's on two knees
Or two skis
Carving up the Alps is what this dude needs
I'm Rick the Model, Martel to cartel
Live fast and eat the big
Tuna like Billy Parcells
No more child's play kid you
With the big boys
Fuck an economy size, we want that big Royce
My family's sayin' that I rhyme with fury
Only focus on them hundred bill faces
And suitcases that'll bribe a jury
Grind the curry never shine the jewelry
Pussy like it 86 style
You know it's fine and furry
Spark the bark in the park, you know
Lumberyard
You ain't never in the limelight, undercard
Bronsolini in the sky, thunder rod
Commandante of this rap shit, young Mossad
Killer
Know you broke my heart woman
When you said goodbye to me
You say goodbye to me bitch
You better break north
Before you six south and I'll be
Sitting in that big house
The second stanza even deadly than the first
From the birth, i've been enlisted to plant
Seeds in the earth
That's soon, road to a valley that feeds
Civilization
I'm walking the torrid land though
I'm seeking my vindication from
My bad, I'll keep it fifth grade
Keep the switchblade
Hilfiger sailin' apparel and plus
A crisp fade first day class
The Agassis are black and white
My older cousin puffing pot bitch
Pass the pipe
Now I'm a certified user, more like abuser
Slice and dice the music I'm
Fluid like the yakuza
Or Sanders whether Deion or Barry, find candy
Though I smoke until my eyes are
The shape of Tia Carrere
My team we work as a unit
Nobody hog the ball up
Great intuition and vision
No time to hit the mall up
Just a taste of the life
Like a September call up
Johnnie Walker in our tall cup
Getting torn up
Listen, I'm steel fisted with the iron lung
Heavy metal ballads out the
Guitar where lions run
Praise the son that can stand on his own two
Smoke on the big blunt
Take a sip of this home-brew
Know you broke my heart woman
When you said goodbye to me
When you said goodbye to me
You say goodbye to me bitch
You better break north
Before you six south and I'll be
Sitting in that big house
Just let me sharpen my knives
Thrown on the apron
X's mark the steak and the
Salad crumbled with bacon and bleu cheese
Caramel complexion's on two knees
Or two skis
Carving up the Alps is what this dude needs
I'm Rick the Model, Martel to cartel
Live fast and eat the big
Tuna like Billy Parcells
No more child's play kid you
With the big boys
Fuck an economy size, we want that big Royce
My family's sayin' that I rhyme with fury
Only focus on them hundred bill faces
And suitcases that'll bribe a jury
Grind the curry never shine the jewelry
Pussy like it 86 style
You know it's fine and furry
Spark the bark in the park, you know
Lumberyard
You ain't never in the limelight, undercard
Bronsolini in the sky, thunder rod
Commandante of this rap shit, young Mossad
Killer
Know you broke my heart woman
When you said goodbye to me
You say goodbye to me bitch
You better break north
Before you six south and I'll be
Sitting in that big house
The second stanza even deadly than the first
From the birth, i've been enlisted to plant
Seeds in the earth
That's soon, road to a valley that feeds
Civilization
I'm walking the torrid land though
I'm seeking my vindication from
My bad, I'll keep it fifth grade
Keep the switchblade
Hilfiger sailin' apparel and plus
A crisp fade first day class
The Agassis are black and white
My older cousin puffing pot bitch
Pass the pipe
Now I'm a certified user, more like abuser
Slice and dice the music I'm
Fluid like the yakuza
Or Sanders whether Deion or Barry, find candy
Though I smoke until my eyes are
The shape of Tia Carrere
My team we work as a unit
Nobody hog the ball up
Great intuition and vision
No time to hit the mall up
Just a taste of the life
Like a September call up
Johnnie Walker in our tall cup
Getting torn up
Listen, I'm steel fisted with the iron lung
Heavy metal ballads out the
Guitar where lions run
Praise the son that can stand on his own two
Smoke on the big blunt
Take a sip of this home-brew
Know you broke my heart woman
When you said goodbye to me
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