Action Bronson - Drug Shit lyrics

Straight from the depths of Queens
Leave you sleeping on the mezzanine
Like you Lincoln
And switch into a desert scene often heard
But this motherfucker seldom seen
I'm throwing blows while you're waiting
For the bell to ring
Drug smoking, raisins make the pasta sweet
Slumped over when the barrel
And your posture meet stay lean like some
Motherfucking ostrich meat you full of shit
It's time to get a colonoscopy
Scissor kicks, dick's up for Miss Elizabeth
Lex Luger arms, four in the morning in the
Dark with the computer on
Waste of my time - my thoughts are patient
Replaced in my mind
Born to shine like the eyes on a cat
Same cat fuck around
Put the knife in your back
Cause it's nothing
We live and let die and roam the land
And you bluffing, you lifted the
Cards and showed your hand, pussy
Tailor made rubber, rubber made reliable
Never spill the soup, rock a linen suit
Play the streets like the ball court
Spin and shoot
Strong as Popeye, dipping in a spinach Coupe
Pull my nuts out your mouth, let
Me breathe for a minute, please
Your life is cheap like a
Hooker in the Philippines
About to be a huge star
And I'm still in Queens
You on the shelf like a figurine
Drugs infesting my mind
But I'm destined to shine
Spit the shit to keep
These motherfuckers pressing rewind
Thousands of pounds of pressure
Pressed on your spine
Lift the vine, free the bonds
- lead the blind, read the signs
Hands up like you stepping in the party
Now you getting robbed, motherfucker
With the shotty
Said you pottied - make your body do an ollie
Then dig your shorty out cause I
Geeked her up on molly
Have her eating dick, no need for seasoning
If seven dudes are in the room
Then she's pleasing 'em
Like a tropper, hit her in the pooper
Throw her in the shower then I
Take her out to LUPA
I'm kinky, I'll hit it even if it's stinky
Put 'em in the shower
Make the pussy brand-new
Ran through, give her money's what I can't do
Stuff her lunch box and burn
Her with a candle
Consensual rate, vinegar solutions
Animal abusing, down with revolutions
Don't get me pissed off, fuck around
Rip your tit's off
Still getting head even if my dick soft
Rising quick, no Fleischmann's
I'm in the end zone with one leg up
Posing like Heisman
Throw it like Theismann, suede foot
With the village leader
Smoking a pipe with seven wise men
I eat the biggest piece of
Chicken at the table
Let 'em know I'm hungry, Polo on the Rugby
The 44 long, surely got a trusty hove
Tryna live the American dream, Dusty Rhodes
Yeah