Action Bronson - Typhoon Rap lyrics

[Verse 1: Meyhem Lauren] Yo, I represent change like the forty-fourth president Son, I get fresher than most, that sh**'s evident Prevalent, powerful, pop on punk pussies I'm outside ready for war with no rookies Deadly apparel, cognac by the barrel Soar high like a sparrow, on point like an arrow Break bones to the marrow, mind state beyond narrow Talladega Nights, go hard like Will Ferrell A hot boy with cheese like a slice from Sbarro If the rap game was Egypt you could call me a pharaoh Rocking Timb chukkas Living like some ice road truckers f** the pigs cause I know them s**ers wanna bucka-buck us Pocket full of Maytag blue but it's green If there's an ugly b**h, somebody better take it for the team That's how we do, them outdoors boys mad noise Fall back, cause the 44 long sh** destroys [Verse 2: Action Bronson] The beard exquisite, cook her on a quadricep 5'7", 280, murder bars for rep I'm Lo rockin', seat at the Kentucky Derby It's either that, Nasty Nate, Knickerbocker jersey Muy pucho cool it with bully sh** This travel bag got the semi with the fully shift I'm fully equipped to leave you in a pool of your sh** And leave your girl droolin' on dick Prosciutto slice is thinner than a model b**h Fresh grapes that were pressed into a bottle b**h My bottom b**h, servin' me with olives, b**h Shorty graduated college, b**h, switch Super suburb, Martha Stewart, good with the herbs I'm Bobby Flay, cookin' the birds Yo, I'm Martin Yan, what you talkin 'bout a knife Still we ate the chicken, We talkin' 'bout your wife [Verse 3: Meyhem Lauren] f** the fake sh**, we rock Champion hoods And run up in spots, making them pop, who got the goods Trying to be the next mogul, young ga**ed, sipping on Mobil Extra vocal? Not me, I'm anti-social Beyond local, f** hopeful, I make it happen Heavy strapping, deadly beaming, steady scheming Any demons up in my path will get banished My rhymes make n***as rebuild, like water damage [Verse 4: Action Bronson] El Pozolero, cocinero, it's the wild guero The new Lebron up on my feet Step on the Beamer pedal We heaving rebels with the freeze and pebbles Potent sh** like the harvest of marijuana Once the season settles Twenty five, but that sh** I spit is timeless Swimming with piranhas, throw the penis in vaginas Your highness, seen with a stunning queen Diamonds like a French bread A hundred geese, we sipping Burgundys in southern Greece