Bronx Bombers MIKE
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[Verse]
I'm gully and you fascinated
Keep the Axe in the bag just to mask the fragrance
When I spazz, it's just to get cash saturated
These rappers wack, they only brag just to match their fakeness
Scallywag, I'm jacking daddy and they agitated
I've been dodging patty-wagons from the tracks I'm flaming
Catch a body like I'm Bobby, man I'm aggravated
Black diamonds for the track like I tanned the payment
You ain't the man, man you really ain't commanding nathing
You ain't commanding nothing, there ain't no contemplating
They hold the chronic patient longer than a conversation
Now I'm going in like a nigga obligated
There's no more moderation
These niggas pull up to my shows like it's a congregation
These niggas lying on they backs but that's an honest statement
You keep on lying on your back, just pray you dodge the pavement
I keep on trying for a fact, that's why I'm bound to make it
When you look me in the eyes, that's when you found amazing
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
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-Money, all about my cheese and the bread
Put some Gs on your head
If he got a problem, then he flee for the dead
Yo I'm like a zombie, you can't stop me
I keep on going, I just keep on going
And you know I keep it frank just like the fuckin' ocean
Dancing til my whole-
Laughing
I'm gully and you fascinated
Keep the Axe in the bag just to mask the fragrance
When I spazz, it's just to get cash saturated
These rappers wack, they only brag just to match their fakeness
Scallywag, I'm jacking daddy and they agitated
I've been dodging patty-wagons from the tracks I'm flaming
Catch a body like I'm Bobby, man I'm aggravated
Black diamonds for the track like I tanned the payment
You ain't the man, man you really ain't commanding nathing
You ain't commanding nothing, there ain't no contemplating
They hold the chronic patient longer than a conversation
Now I'm going in like a nigga obligated
There's no more moderation
These niggas pull up to my shows like it's a congregation
These niggas lying on they backs but that's an honest statement
You keep on lying on your back, just pray you dodge the pavement
I keep on trying for a fact, that's why I'm bound to make it
When you look me in the eyes, that's when you found amazing
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
------------------------------------------------------------------
-Money, all about my cheese and the bread
Put some Gs on your head
If he got a problem, then he flee for the dead
Yo I'm like a zombie, you can't stop me
I keep on going, I just keep on going
And you know I keep it frank just like the fuckin' ocean
Dancing til my whole-
Laughing
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