Action Bronson - From the Ground Up lyrics

[Verse 1 - Sunspect] I spend my efforts on some heavy weapons, yea Load up my vessel, full speed at them cannons Companionship in danger always stands the test Whatever one achieves, wins praises from the rest I damn did it, took it from my grandmother's advice I damn build it, I shook it, I baked it, I stirred it, Now sip it! Like ancient gods pick their way among the stones We carry a pillar on the back of our bones Cause no one had the guts to tear my paper into pieces From the ground I worked my a** off to Masterpieces Here's a Christmas tree for you to decorate the branches Light up the candles b**h when I do my entrance [Hook x2 - L. Hammer] It's all built from the ground up Whatever it takes to get the Crown up You swim with the greats, don't make a sound what [Verse 2 - L. Hammer] Entrepenuer status, tipping these rappers like cattle Give to the poor, steal from the rich, we making it travel Money come back all doubled up, we back in the saddle Floating like hovercrafts, pa**ing all these maggots, still paddle We get it on baby, girl it's hard labour So just like Clark Kent, you see me working for the paper Working to be the greater, I'm murking you to see you later After life I proceed, you still be looking for your savior Retainer, sacrifice the body of a stranger We braver, and seperate the minds of a traitor I made ya, look like a b**h a no-brainer Rearrange your whole face, you better learn to dodge danger We be building on pillars of stone f** your throne you see me working on one of my own Get your cover blown, better leave this alone Food for thought, blood for bricks goes straight through the bone [Hook x2 L. Hammer] [Verse 3 - Action Bronson] Uh uh... You already know Bam Bam... Crown Order... Don't make a sound... Yo, Kunsthaanverk, legendary Queen sh** Crumble hash into the joint, I'm straight to the point We're getting paper, birthday cake layer sh** Shoot a fox throw it on my back player sh** My team a**emble Marks Man, d** in the park We smoking heavy got the lungs of a shark, run from the narcs Dip and hide, I treat this sh** with pride I see the whole entire floor got the Pippen eyes Built a bridge like an immigrant, head on a swivel My trees are laced with some vanilla My main shorty's chocolate, plus she is known to aim the forty awkward Paint my portrait I'm the boss, hop out the side deadly Feet hit the floor you see my Gators Stay in the water, swimming on your haters Many styles many flavors... keep the Nine with the laser Straight up!