2013 BET Hip Hop Awards - Cypher 3 BET (Ft. Action Bronson, Lil' Kim, StarLife Breezy, Tiffany Foxx & Travis Scott)
[Intro: Action Bronson]
Uh
Queens, New York
Bam Bam
See this here, yo
[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
Let me begin, baby, my name is Bronsoliño
All I see is C-notes, silk shirts at the casino
Time to take those leather pants off, this ain't no dance off
I know your hands soft, you're on the menu like the lamb
This is a grown man's sport, dawg
I leave a mother****** laid out on the handball court
I never brag and boast, I'm fire out the dragon's nose
My words pronounced just like your camel toe
And every whip in the garage laced
Bait the cops into a car chase, keep that thing in the guitar case
Crash the mother******' Jeep into the venue
Better pray to God it's straight to Heaven where they send you
Ah, why the **** would I need a bodyguard
If I look just like the mother******' bodyguard?
Baby hair curls on my forehead, **** **** ***** dead
Jump out that four times four door, draw lead
Queens, man
[Verse 2: StarLife Breezy]
Uh
Open your eyes and see a star, [?] and I rise
You don't see what I see in me? Might need to borrow my eyes
Sky's the limit, I'm in it and givin' God high five
Paid dues [?] tax, I'm givin' God my time
Settin' the standard, raisin' the bar, come gaze at a star
Here to expose these lame rappers for the haters they are
And make your label regret that they tried to make you a star
Take the hate in my heart and sell to the nation as art
Get in the way, you gettin' taken apart, haters and doubters
I hope after today they have to pacemaker your heart
I take your favourite rapper, eat his face, plate to fork
Then plead guilty to murder when I face my day in the court
The backstabbers gettin' stabbed back, the young lyrical asset
Get a beat, bash it then tag that, body bag it and trash that
I'm no longer a have-not, 'cause now I have that
Said my I told you so's, now I am past that
I'm like the burglarer, come to smash and grab rap
And you know I do it for the cash stack, ahaha, sucker
Uh
Queens, New York
Bam Bam
See this here, yo
[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
Let me begin, baby, my name is Bronsoliño
All I see is C-notes, silk shirts at the casino
Time to take those leather pants off, this ain't no dance off
I know your hands soft, you're on the menu like the lamb
This is a grown man's sport, dawg
I leave a mother****** laid out on the handball court
I never brag and boast, I'm fire out the dragon's nose
My words pronounced just like your camel toe
And every whip in the garage laced
Bait the cops into a car chase, keep that thing in the guitar case
Crash the mother******' Jeep into the venue
Better pray to God it's straight to Heaven where they send you
Ah, why the **** would I need a bodyguard
If I look just like the mother******' bodyguard?
Baby hair curls on my forehead, **** **** ***** dead
Jump out that four times four door, draw lead
Queens, man
[Verse 2: StarLife Breezy]
Uh
Open your eyes and see a star, [?] and I rise
You don't see what I see in me? Might need to borrow my eyes
Sky's the limit, I'm in it and givin' God high five
Paid dues [?] tax, I'm givin' God my time
Settin' the standard, raisin' the bar, come gaze at a star
Here to expose these lame rappers for the haters they are
And make your label regret that they tried to make you a star
Take the hate in my heart and sell to the nation as art
Get in the way, you gettin' taken apart, haters and doubters
I hope after today they have to pacemaker your heart
I take your favourite rapper, eat his face, plate to fork
Then plead guilty to murder when I face my day in the court
The backstabbers gettin' stabbed back, the young lyrical asset
Get a beat, bash it then tag that, body bag it and trash that
I'm no longer a have-not, 'cause now I have that
Said my I told you so's, now I am past that
I'm like the burglarer, come to smash and grab rap
And you know I do it for the cash stack, ahaha, sucker
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