Larry Csonka Lyrics - Dr. Lecter - Action Bronson

[Intro:] 

Bronsolino 

Fuck that sitting-down rap type shit, man 

I stand up, cause I'm a motherfucking man 

And I'm motherfucking hot 

[Verse 1:] 

Peep it 

I'm on the third floor, your class was in the basement 

You know what that means: you got a hint of retardation 

Well, me too, I'm fully-blown just like the flow, though 

Spit the silky shit that's ankle-length like a kimono 

Uh, sharp instruments to rock like a fossil 

Shotty for the haters, that's trimmed off at the nostrils 

Well, me and Docker eating dinner at the brothel 

Never sniff that blanco, that's word to OJ's Bronco 

Cop a Dutch and break it open, overfill it 

I'm rollin' in the car, it may be shaky, never spill it, though 

Cause when I rhyme, I feel possessed by El Espirito 

Encounters of a Third Kind, X-Rays on the visual 

Ginger ale and hot sauce: two things I live by 

I'm such a chill guy, but fuck around and, yes, you will die 

Green DeVille, right, green drugs, but hold the serum 

Rub the things together, then you clear 'em, flatline 

The prosciutto, olives from Tunisia 

Drums are hittin' hard because they chopped up like a cleaver 

And yes I'm smokin' all the reefer 

The night creeper 

I love the pussy really tight, that's with a light Caesar 

Can it be that I'm the Golden Child, the Chosen One 

The piggies saying freeze, but every time they did I chose to run 

Takin' that attachment on the nozzle like a soldier's gun 

Hide behind the boulder, silver bullet through you shoulder, son 

Crack the pepper over thin crust that's handmade 

I'm stayin' strapped just like the Air Raid 

Yo, take a taste of my nuts 

Know they sweet just like the candy 

Thick and the same color as Band-Aid, understand me? 

I built this building, they came and then I dropped it 

Two hour flights to Heathrow up in the Concorde 

Fermented grapes up in my glass that bear the same name 

I'm working hard because that's what I need to maintain 

Killer Queens is on the rise, so understand me 

Ain't never stoppin' 'til there's Grammy in a room for my family 

Also known as a den 

Post and toast with Lauren 

Posing for pictures, kicking scriptures that form up a phlegm 

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[Interlude:] 

Uh, let me take a little break fam 

I'm fucking straight out of surgery, man 

I need a little break 

When I come back in, I'm a come back in hard, though 

I promise you that 

(Look at my motherfucking shoulders, son) 

[Verse 2:] 

Yo 

I'm diving in like Louganis 

I'm aiming right for that anus 

Trying to give her a payment to rent the pussy like Avis 

Peace to Shaevitz & Shaevitz 

My rhymes are seasoned for flavor 

Fuck with shorties that's in shape, they got the V like they Vega 

Ah ha, Animal Style, flippin' like a flipjack 

You heard the cat rap, like animal's fear from a rat, got 

Ankle length, that's suede, the jacket 

Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke 

Do the Chatatimmy Shimmy like a crackhead 

No one compare to me, lampin' with my tangerine 

I'm fiend out, so I'm bangin' on the tambourine 

Yo, bring the drugs and call me when you on the corner 

And I'm a send the doja down in case they run up on ya 

Your style is celibate, I'm elegant, trust 

My style is liver and I'm ivory like a elephant tusk 

Swirl the wine inside the glass that got the delicate musk 

Shoe be pointy at the toe, closin' down the show 

Poison be the flow, got the boysenberry blow 

Finnish on the women 

That mean the bitch from Finland 

Her tits are bonkers 

Chilling in the chakras 

Rollers in her hair, I'm running through it, Larry Csonka 

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[Outro:] 

Bronsolino 

You don't even know who fucking Larry Csonka is, man 

Get the fuck off my weed leaf 

Pussy