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MEYHEM LAUREN FEAT ACTION BRONSON & AG DA CORONER lyrics : "Ray Lewis"

[Verse 1: Meyhem Lauren]
Respect the fly %#@!, glorious stature
My words capture

New York City's fear before the Taliban disaster
Self Induced Illness, floating in my own rapture
My ^!$$%s make flips and play cakes without a spatula

We gets it in, sample my aura as a indication
I know your story, son, your soap opera's in syndication
Exposing fraudulence with fact, your dead off vindication

Hit the bottom first to reach the top
I call it innovation
An invasion, incineration is how we burning 'em

Mean chucking a philosophy book
My voice is learning 'em
Dollar bills never came free

We steady earning 'em
At all costs, we all floss
Your team lost, I'm so boss

At least my own, release my chrome
Get blown into a different zone
X'd out and wonder Y like a male chromosome (What!)

I hold my own and my squad's well known
Don't make a ^!$$% hand deliver punishment to your dome
It's all!


[Verse 2: Action Bronson]
My mind ready like Ray Lewis

Jumping out the gray Buick
Twisted ankles never stop us
Cause we play through it

I spit that %#@! that make Jordan jumper a sure shot
Same %#@! to make 'em build a wooden room up in a !@^% spot
Right out the sewer, deadly with maneuver

Got the power of a vinyl
When I'm agile as a puma
Suede %#@! be the basic

Empty clips and then replace it
Cause the verbal .47 chopping !@#( get erase-d
Off the map

My silhouette, it got the hookers crazy
Poking holes up in the condom
Trying to trap me with a baby

But I keep 'em dreaming, that's for the !@&(
They keep on fiending
Cause nowadays it's just Brain, just call me Bobby Heenan

I'm Marley steaming
Lace the swordfish with the garlic cream and
The lemon basil caper dil, play the street for real

Cream de Ville is what I used to sport
The Yiddish lawyer with a yarmi, how this mutha$#&@a do in court
Peugeot Sport was purchased by my father first, man

Shift with the left hand, back then he was a Mets fan
To be specific, I'm horizontal once the trees are twisted
Absorb the essence cause it changes with the seeds sifted


[Verse 3: AG Da Coroner]
You mutha$#&@as ain't telling me nothing

We pack the power of a Roman candle
Outdoorsmen animal, so catch us on the nature channel
Rare species, mush you in the face with feces

This is HBO rap, not regular TV
I be the type to make your wifey hand you papers
And say ya'll splitting up

Because my !@&( is her favorite flavor
Vanilla ice cream, Baskin Robbins got nothing on me
I'm in the hooker house with Bronson

(*##$es sucking on me
Free of charge, we at large
"Love Me In a Special Way" like El DeBarge

Big time like Vinny Chase in Entourage
My team's the hardest, we like TS back in '99
Go try and find another squadron with our kind of grind

You got the king, you got the chef, you got the Coroner
You got the beast, Meyhem Lauren right in your corridor
Killa Sha, Prince, Take-It and the Animal

There's only Science, we eat rappers like a cannibal
Check the manual, wack rap ^!$$%s is food
$#&@ a Ross, only Rick is Ravishing Rude
I'm from a era where your skills got you recognized
Ya'll from an era where your favorite rapper testifies

Fraudulent $#&@s, the game's being twisted up
And don't approach me if you ain't nice with your fisticuffs
We beat a artist down, dig his pockets, split his bucks
And that's a threat, so I dare you to try to %#@! on us

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