Action Bronson - The Illest lyrics

The undisputed

Yo, higher learning the tires burning
Niggas is rapidly swerving
A face looked familiar but had to be certain
I popped a u-ey then I merged in
Matter was urgent a dirty merchant
Made him bleed like a virgin
Sent to the surgeon
Searching for them green berets
Trying to blow my dome off
Thrown off by decoys who
Dropped the maricon off
My Soviet niggas is ready for the Cold War
Machete you to confetti
And blow your brain to cole slaw
A roll call for my niggas
That were nearly grazed
And for them early graves by
Them dudes that really blazed
And sing to your face with metal blades
Serenades i told you to look over
Your shoulder like Willie Mays
I come from where it's
Easiest to find anguish don't say a word
Speak with our hands like sign language
Divine language embedded into
The rhyme patterns
So praise the savior that's saving
You from the mind damage
And, oh well, the drugs'll sure to sell
But if you short a sale
They bout to pop you with
The coppertop like Duracell
And all the swell kids that
Dropped out from outreach
Triple jab your cheek
Crack your teeth through the mouthpiece
These foul streets
Meet your fate when the Tec releases
You'll be aight if you ain't
Playing chess with checker pieces
My nigga check the thesis

For hookers selling pussy that'll
Never see a dime
And snitch niggas singing to the cops
Dropping lies
For piggies asking questions but my
People turn to mimes
And verbal motion picture
Cinematic with the rhymes
For yen up in the envelope
Purple in the dutch and bare knuckle boxing
Sneaking weapons in the fight
For clutches being popped and dipping
Boys up on a bike
This the illest shit you heard in your life

Yo, ayo kinetic mind tricks
Live shit that power ships
Thought to message to the finger
Lay the coward stiff
Foul kiss, bastard open bowel shit
Bleeding like Christina when I laid
Her on the towel shit
Sport the Filas, low cream, red and blue
Long jackets, smoking salad out the Jetta new
Whoever knew, we make it singing rap songs
From standing in a circle spitting
Verbal like a Mac strong
Went from a center for teens
To smoking sour like a surgeon
Swerving in the tunnel on the way to Queens
Knife in the Hansen
Cloth over the phone for the ransom
Flow like a phantom
Bitches give me box cause I'm handsome
Roll down the window
Exhale, see flashing lights move
Dip the Babylon like a skater on the ice move
Alex Ovechkin 740, heavy flexing
Dirty Harriet on the body
With the cherry Stetson no not the Western
Hailing from the Eastern seaboard
That's word to me, you couldn't even see lord
Behind my eyes there lies a rugged man
Denominations in millions
Wrapped up in rubber band
Die with the gun in hand
Bronsonelli serve up a baby lamb smorgasbord
Big bosses
You peep the portrait's in the corridor
Toke off a chalice
Switch to herbal ventilation
Misplacing families and shit
Through verbal devastation