[Meyhem Lauren]

Word, Meyhem Lauren, Thorotracks, all day
My [bad word] Action Bronson, what!, Queens [bad word] Always official, check it

[Verse 1: Meyhem Lauren]

Vicious apparel gets displayed when I'm outside
We golden, fresh clothing
Fiends frozen, detects, the blocks moldering
Weight holding since the 90's, my [bad word]  we get it popping
Coke pure like Hip Hop when New York was vacant lotting
Slapboxing as a teen, got my skills correct
Flows correct, blows direct, [bad word] y'all niggas expect?
COD, never debt, we scrape [bad word]  get neck
Take a loaded .44 and [bad word] Roulette
Before you try to put a person like myself in check
Dominant steez, Black Barkley's and white keys get chipped
Now I got a little something to flip
It's never makeshift, Meyhem Lauren ain't a myth
Marvelous gift, repeatedly rip fly production
Got Thorotracks holding me down [bad word] it's nothing
Catch me chilling with them sinister niggas
Right on the block
Peace to One Eighteen and Metropolitan
What up, ack?

Word up, son, that's that street [bad word] right there
Super visual lyrics, son, I paint pictures for y'all niggas
Straight up and down, this is Meyhem Lauren
Ayo, Action, tell these niggas what it is, son?

[Verse 2: Action Bronson]

I got it

Man down, stand ground
Queens is the home of the livest niggas, hands down
Break bread, break Dutch's and we break necks
6 niggas, 1 [bad word] with no latex
Gray Beamer, no top when it's 20 degrees
Lo shorts, sour diese', [bad word] I gotta disease
Big holster, handheld [bad word] that's laying horses
Suede enforcer, smooth [bad word] Like a grayish Porscha
Moonlit, the return of the goon [bad word] full clip make a [bad word] do a full split
That spoon [bad word]  leaning over like a bellyache
My niggas form, get the Jelly cake, celebrate
Divine wisdom, you'll be left with the down syndrome [bad word] mack 10, nickel 9 glisten
Street piston, lighting woolies up in public places [bad word] a hooker on a daily basis
40 aces

[Action Bronson]

Okay, my niggas eating rare reindeer meat
Fly [bad word] outfits
Lavish bedspreads, nickel [bad word]  macks
Let's do it!

[Verse 3: Meyhem Lauren]

Mixtapes and strip steaks'll brighten them with a big face
Official like a bullet used to pop cops and hit jakes
We stomp fakes
My team takes the money outside
Boxcutters, black biscuits, niggas know how we ride

[Verse 4: Action Bronson]

Slide, Clyde Frazier with the paper, 260
Rock 60 60 shot, dip them rockets out the spiffy sock
Hammer holding, [bad word] [bad word] with the hairy colon
Fly a kite to prison, sent by the canary, golden

[Verse 5: Meyhem Lauren]
 [bad word] folding
Gotta keep my pockets swollen
Police be strolling, rolling
Striking like they going bowling
Live lyric illustrator
Rough rap facilitator
Back block exhilarator
Dirty money, killer paper

[Verse 6: Action Bronson]

My [bad word] Steele would rape you
Living lavish on the edge
I'll do you damage, split your cabbage [bad word] all on the bed
I'm like a savage, maimed and ravaged
Fill the clips with lead
Stuffed into baggage
Like a sandwich, baker, brick to bread