Hot 97 Freestyle (8/7/2014) lyrics

[Action Bronson]

[Verse 1]
I might be chubby but I'm gorgeous in the face
Things are going well hope I don't catch that f*cking case
I could get on some other sh*t and send you to that place
50 for the shooter, 100 for my steak
Your life ain't worth a steak. I keep the rifle in the cape
To be on top with the title be my fate
Don't make no mistakes
Mami, you see me - everything's a movie
I jump in the jacuzzi with that green Coogi
The plane lift up, just like that batty boy chain lift up
Crimes committed with no hiccups. (AHHH)
That thing-thing shred your stomach like sit-ups
You'll never sit up or sh*t from your butt
They say I'm crazy and deranged but, f*ck, I can handle that
I crack the whip right from the camel's back
My head is wrapped like Yasser Arafat
And I don't sleep no more, it's only f*cking power naps

[Verse 2: Acapella]
It's so easy to just be looked over
I never look sober
Look through the eyes of a soldier
I look fly in the rover
Lions and cobras
Keep the iron in the toga
Send a message - leave you lyin' over
b*tches crushin' on the kid so now they flyin' over-
Half of the world to get wrapped in pearls-
Just like the Queen of England
I stay wavy
Mercedes color - Wayne Brady
It's me baby
Please baby
Ain't nobody takin' my spot, that's on my mother's kid
Cross my heart and hope to die, that's on some other sh*t
This motherf*ckin' kid be coveted
Different types of silks is what I'm covered with
Baby I'm lovin' it
Your boy is hotter than an oven mitt
If I was broke then you'd be running your sh*t
Poke your kidney with the knife I cut the onion with
And poach your kidneys with some onions and sh*t
It's me
(Ayo I never been the plaintiff. Ever. What what what. Hahaha. I dont f*ck with this I'm done.)

[Verse 3: Acapella]
My lawyer tackled the case like he played for the Ravens
So I stuff him with cheese like a Danish
Damn, I crave paper
Catch me later at the Laker game, I bet a grip on the Knicks
Carmello sweatin' on my kicks, cause I'm courtside-
This time the good way
I'm a free man, that's what I should say
Nobody holdin' me back except myself, that's what I feel like
Peelin' the 5, now I'm feelin' the vibe
Hand on the wheel, drugs in my eyes, money in my mind
I think about it all the time
Cause there was a time I never had sh*t
Now I got sh*t, it's like magic
All these cars in front of the crib look like a Porsche pageant