| Song | Randy the Musical |
| Artist | Action Bronson |
| Album | Rare Chandeliers |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Derrick Johnson |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Derrick Johnson |
| [00:02.398][Verse 1] | |
| [00:08.896] | You can find us in the garden like Spike on any night |
| [00:12.149] | Encrusted in some ice that look bluish in the light |
| [00:15.144] | Spanish on the mistress, Jewish on the wife |
| [00:17.894] | Shootin' like a Piston, aim for proper distance |
| [00:21.646] | Live from London, number crunchin' |
| [00:24.142] | Drivin' gloves with some Asian bitches rubbin' me with sponges |
| [00:27.891] | Expensive lunches, wages off of hunches |
| [00:30.898] | I bet the dogs and if I win it then the paper yours |
| [00:34.151] | Pack your bag, wash your *****, then leave |
| [00:36.647] | Meet me at the airport, the plane is leaving at 3 |
| [00:40.396] | She said alright, blew smoke through my nose |
| [00:42.892] | It's the talented younger stallion, no Pinocchio nose |
| [00:46.898][Verse 2] | |
| [01:03.153] | Please stop your shit's all hype dude |
| [01:05.649] | Meanwhile the wrist all spiteful |
| [01:07.900] | Just be real, that shit's not like you |
| [01:10.397] | Man you know these things go through a cycle |
| [01:12.893] | Straight from Queens rock fatigue all weather |
| [01:15.147] | Fila three-quarter cream feet all leather |
| [01:17.398] | Never sing the blues, man my team mo' better |
| [01:20.393] | We blow cheddar, au four feta |
| [01:22.647] | City lights shine bright on my complexion |
| [01:24.898] | Self-reflection, red hands flashing at the intersection |
| [01:27.651] | Life is green-lit, one star no script |
| [01:30.148] | Supporting actors, fresh peaches no pit |
| [01:32.644] | I love my people, considered as my brothers |
| [01:34.895] | Came from different mothers, came up in the same struggle |
| [01:37.648] | Some estranged, some deep up in the game still |
| [01:40.145] | Money separate, believe you know the fame will |
| [01:43.905][Verse 3] | |
| [02:09.402] | Ayo macerate the fruit, tap it over angel's food |
| [02:12.897] | Yeah we gettin' loot, Timberland the boot |
| [02:15.904] | Kush is by prescription, prolific in the kitchen |
| [02:18.899] | People on my dick because I'm vicious with the diction |
| [02:22.651] | House shoes and some khakis on the west |
| [02:25.147] | Hit the beach up, twist the Cheech up, let the beat thump |
| [02:28.908] | Never ****ing with the crab that's pre-lumped |
| [02:31.404] | Makin' bitches sign a pre-nup |
| [02:33.401] | Chocolate with the mean rump |
| [02:35.155] | Serve some cream stuff, shit to make the fiends jump |
| [02:38.151] | Crispy greenery, tropical the scenery |
| [02:41.158] | Believe you me, this shit ain't always what it seem to be |
| [02:44.407] | I'm feastin' dolo down in Eataly |
| [02:46.903] | I'm in the street like a hooker's feet |
| [02:49.157] | I'm known to sit on leather |
| [02:51.154] | I'm smokin' hash and ****ing cause it go together |
| [02:53.904] | Old school PAL at the colder center |
| [02:57.157] | Three AM we on the corner rockin' Polo sweater |
| [03:00.652][Outro] | |
| [03:44.370] | Thank you |
| [03:49.071] | It might be the illest track I ever wrote |
| [03:54.819] | Who left it? You? |
| [03:57.570] | Word yo |
| [03:59.824] | I'm sippin' something, I gotta sip before I rap |
| [04:03.070] | I gotta ooo ooo ooo |
| [04:04.571] | Bing bing bing bing bing |
| [04:07.814] | Bing bing bing bing bing |
| [04:12.819] | Exactly |
| [04:14.787] | Bing bing bing bing bing bing bing bing bing |
| [04:21.292] | It's rap |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Derrick Johnson |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : Derrick Johnson |
| [00:02.398][Verse 1] | |
| [00:08.896] | You can find us in the garden like Spike on any night |
| [00:12.149] | Encrusted in some ice that look bluish in the light |
| [00:15.144] | Spanish on the mistress, Jewish on the wife |
| [00:17.894] | Shootin' like a Piston, aim for proper distance |
| [00:21.646] | Live from London, number crunchin' |
| [00:24.142] | Drivin' gloves with some Asian bitches rubbin' me with sponges |
| [00:27.891] | Expensive lunches, wages off of hunches |
| [00:30.898] | I bet the dogs and if I win it then the paper yours |
| [00:34.151] | Pack your bag, wash your , then leave |
| [00:36.647] | Meet me at the airport, the plane is leaving at 3 |
| [00:40.396] | She said alright, blew smoke through my nose |
| [00:42.892] | It' s the talented younger stallion, no Pinocchio nose |
| [00:46.898][Verse 2] | |
| [01:03.153] | Please stop your shit' s all hype dude |
| [01:05.649] | Meanwhile the wrist all spiteful |
| [01:07.900] | Just be real, that shit' s not like you |
| [01:10.397] | Man you know these things go through a cycle |
| [01:12.893] | Straight from Queens rock fatigue all weather |
| [01:15.147] | Fila threequarter cream feet all leather |
| [01:17.398] | Never sing the blues, man my team mo' better |
| [01:20.393] | We blow cheddar, au four feta |
| [01:22.647] | City lights shine bright on my complexion |
| [01:24.898] | Selfreflection, red hands flashing at the intersection |
| [01:27.651] | Life is greenlit, one star no script |
| [01:30.148] | Supporting actors, fresh peaches no pit |
| [01:32.644] | I love my people, considered as my brothers |
| [01:34.895] | Came from different mothers, came up in the same struggle |
| [01:37.648] | Some estranged, some deep up in the game still |
| [01:40.145] | Money separate, believe you know the fame will |
| [01:43.905][Verse 3] | |
| [02:09.402] | Ayo macerate the fruit, tap it over angel' s food |
| [02:12.897] | Yeah we gettin' loot, Timberland the boot |
| [02:15.904] | Kush is by prescription, prolific in the kitchen |
| [02:18.899] | People on my dick because I' m vicious with the diction |
| [02:22.651] | House shoes and some khakis on the west |
| [02:25.147] | Hit the beach up, twist the Cheech up, let the beat thump |
| [02:28.908] | Never ing with the crab that' s prelumped |
| [02:31.404] | Makin' bitches sign a prenup |
| [02:33.401] | Chocolate with the mean rump |
| [02:35.155] | Serve some cream stuff, shit to make the fiends jump |
| [02:38.151] | Crispy greenery, tropical the scenery |
| [02:41.158] | Believe you me, this shit ain' t always what it seem to be |
| [02:44.407] | I' m feastin' dolo down in Eataly |
| [02:46.903] | I' m in the street like a hooker' s feet |
| [02:49.157] | I' m known to sit on leather |
| [02:51.154] | I' m smokin' hash and ing cause it go together |
| [02:53.904] | Old school PAL at the colder center |
| [02:57.157] | Three AM we on the corner rockin' Polo sweater |
| [03:00.652][Outro] | |
| [03:44.370] | Thank you |
| [03:49.071] | It might be the illest track I ever wrote |
| [03:54.819] | Who left it? You? |
| [03:57.570] | Word yo |
| [03:59.824] | I' m sippin' something, I gotta sip before I rap |
| [04:03.070] | I gotta ooo ooo ooo |
| [04:04.571] | Bing bing bing bing bing |
| [04:07.814] | Bing bing bing bing bing |
| [04:12.819] | Exactly |
| [04:14.787] | Bing bing bing bing bing bing bing bing bing |
| [04:21.292] | It' s rap |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Derrick Johnson |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Derrick Johnson |
| [00:02.398][Verse 1] | |
| [00:08.896] | You can find us in the garden like Spike on any night |
| [00:12.149] | Encrusted in some ice that look bluish in the light |
| [00:15.144] | Spanish on the mistress, Jewish on the wife |
| [00:17.894] | Shootin' like a Piston, aim for proper distance |
| [00:21.646] | Live from London, number crunchin' |
| [00:24.142] | Drivin' gloves with some Asian bitches rubbin' me with sponges |
| [00:27.891] | Expensive lunches, wages off of hunches |
| [00:30.898] | I bet the dogs and if I win it then the paper yours |
| [00:34.151] | Pack your bag, wash your , then leave |
| [00:36.647] | Meet me at the airport, the plane is leaving at 3 |
| [00:40.396] | She said alright, blew smoke through my nose |
| [00:42.892] | It' s the talented younger stallion, no Pinocchio nose |
| [00:46.898][Verse 2] | |
| [01:03.153] | Please stop your shit' s all hype dude |
| [01:05.649] | Meanwhile the wrist all spiteful |
| [01:07.900] | Just be real, that shit' s not like you |
| [01:10.397] | Man you know these things go through a cycle |
| [01:12.893] | Straight from Queens rock fatigue all weather |
| [01:15.147] | Fila threequarter cream feet all leather |
| [01:17.398] | Never sing the blues, man my team mo' better |
| [01:20.393] | We blow cheddar, au four feta |
| [01:22.647] | City lights shine bright on my complexion |
| [01:24.898] | Selfreflection, red hands flashing at the intersection |
| [01:27.651] | Life is greenlit, one star no script |
| [01:30.148] | Supporting actors, fresh peaches no pit |
| [01:32.644] | I love my people, considered as my brothers |
| [01:34.895] | Came from different mothers, came up in the same struggle |
| [01:37.648] | Some estranged, some deep up in the game still |
| [01:40.145] | Money separate, believe you know the fame will |
| [01:43.905][Verse 3] | |
| [02:09.402] | Ayo macerate the fruit, tap it over angel' s food |
| [02:12.897] | Yeah we gettin' loot, Timberland the boot |
| [02:15.904] | Kush is by prescription, prolific in the kitchen |
| [02:18.899] | People on my dick because I' m vicious with the diction |
| [02:22.651] | House shoes and some khakis on the west |
| [02:25.147] | Hit the beach up, twist the Cheech up, let the beat thump |
| [02:28.908] | Never ing with the crab that' s prelumped |
| [02:31.404] | Makin' bitches sign a prenup |
| [02:33.401] | Chocolate with the mean rump |
| [02:35.155] | Serve some cream stuff, shit to make the fiends jump |
| [02:38.151] | Crispy greenery, tropical the scenery |
| [02:41.158] | Believe you me, this shit ain' t always what it seem to be |
| [02:44.407] | I' m feastin' dolo down in Eataly |
| [02:46.903] | I' m in the street like a hooker' s feet |
| [02:49.157] | I' m known to sit on leather |
| [02:51.154] | I' m smokin' hash and ing cause it go together |
| [02:53.904] | Old school PAL at the colder center |
| [02:57.157] | Three AM we on the corner rockin' Polo sweater |
| [03:00.652][Outro] | |
| [03:44.370] | Thank you |
| [03:49.071] | It might be the illest track I ever wrote |
| [03:54.819] | Who left it? You? |
| [03:57.570] | Word yo |
| [03:59.824] | I' m sippin' something, I gotta sip before I rap |
| [04:03.070] | I gotta ooo ooo ooo |
| [04:04.571] | Bing bing bing bing bing |
| [04:07.814] | Bing bing bing bing bing |
| [04:12.819] | Exactly |
| [04:14.787] | Bing bing bing bing bing bing bing bing bing |
| [04:21.292] | It' s rap |