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action bronson - nba leather on nbc lyrics

[intro]
today’s game
the miami heat
versus
your new york knicks

[verse 1: action bronson]
nba leathers on nbc (uh+huh), bakalava (it’s me)
the motherf+ckin’ mvp of the league (it’s me)
i lead the league in talkin’ about the same german machine (that same sh+t)
fifteen years earnin’ its key (m5), revenge is sweet
for now, i’ll turn the other cheek, ho
i push the ball across the line and take off from the free+throw (take off baby)
get splashed, you’ll get a mouth full of seafoam (splashed)
it’s not my fault (it’s not my fault) that i’ve been blessed with the cheat code
salon+quality hair and a voice like meat loaf (beautiful f+ckin’ voice)
i do [?] from the speedboat, disappear into the sun just like eagle (oh)
some fiends like the pipe, some like the needle
i happen to love jimmy (i love you) but some like the beatles (i love him)
and you can tell from my demeanor, i’m a good dancer (yup)

in every life i’ve known, believe i’ve been a mystic creature (yup)
you’ll never catch me in evisu (never, motherf+cker)

i cruise around queens on the sea+doo
lookin’ like robocop the reboot (uh), ’97 x+men t+shirt (uh)
i’ll be in that jeep grand cherokee ’til i see the dirt (uh)
i know my flesh gone but my soul never leaves the turf (uh)
say “baklava” three times in the mirror to release the curse
[segue: action bronson & the alchemist]
(baklava, baklava, baklava)
uh

[verse 2: the alchemist]
i get emotional when the painting’s finished (d+mn)
rap game’s a madhouse, it’s a crazy business (bunch of weirdos)
, pass my pen (give me the sauce pen)
like granny’s cooking, i made everything from scratch by hand (all of it)
it’s sizzlin’ hot, you play the block, you may get sn+tched by a van (here it comes, woop, woop)

stirrin’ up the pot, open the vents, i’m cookin’ (yo, crack the window)
cash out a parlay, met the bookmaker, bruno magli moccasins my foot stays in (slippin’)
scribble my notes ’til i fill up all the book pages
they’re gonna have to write about me, n0body ever stretch it this long (impossible)
he made the coin disappear, the whole time, it was kept in his palm (possible)
if money makes a human attractive then i’m a s+x symbol (i’m gorgeous)
one half of my body is hangin’ out of the ‘vette window (aye)
don’t get me mixed up with a prototype version (nah)
every establishment that i frequently visit, i know the right person (i know people)
before you come at me, i strike first, cut off your power
you’ll probably need to check and see if your lights workin’ (what the f+ck is goin’ on here?)
mozzarella thin over sliced turkey (i know)

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