Men At Work 2020 - Domingo, Necro, Action Bronson

Deadly rhymes, here’s the solution

Smoke you so bad, I’m a shoot till your kuf' spin

Scoops more loops than nooses in a looney bin

Send the men with white suits in with in 'em

Stab and stab the limbs with a blue pen

Rages straitjacket taser the bastard

Basket-case with hazardous

You grab the mace to spray out a pathway

You pass the, nurse hurt in a black wig

Jack Nicholson crackpot, listen to crackpots

Whip with a fifth on the back block

You got rocked but didn’t know how to act, doc

Nothin' but dimes bendin' over for the back shot

Some tight white chicks lick on my black cock

Main squeeze got dead up in the padlock

Stand clear, the real assassin’s here

I’m the man upstairs that drank too many beers

Cheers from the sideline, hookers on the hotline

I’m on that corner, slingin' rocks and tryin' to stop mine

Red and blue lights, bitch addict for the night

I gotta take flight or else they’re gonna find that white

Substance that lights crack pipes at night

Fiends in the PJs fightin' for three nights

Plus I’m tight

Source gave me three mics

That’s one magazine bitch in the whole clip, riiight?

Pop-off master, lyrical ambassador

Point-blank comma, gimme space like NASA

Ghetto bastard with a rapture, what happened?

Make you play the wall like plaster, die faster

Yo G, I gave you sixteen, put it on a triple-beam

Break the pound up, bring the money back to Queens

It’s a demo, my road to the riches is truly marvelous

Like KGR, bad to the bone, now who’s the pharmacist?

But dominance, common, autonomous, droppin' the novelist

'Nuff said: take 'em to war, crews be robbin' this

It’s nothin' to me, the edge of sanity’s a damn shame

Time to represent for the brothers, we on a campaign

Trilogy of terror, number one with a bullet

I’m blowin' up in the world, you motherfuckers couldn’t

Put money in the bank if I’m wanted dead or alive

I’m losin' weight like an elephant died

On the road to riches

Listen, the mission is that I’m still rappin'

Hot tracks, deliver the plaques

Shit is real platinum

I brings it back, it’s the cat with the hard-right checks

The ladies love me cause I talk like sex

I be the innovator with the greater data

Skip defibrillators send the bill to haters to pay it

So I’m a see ya later

Fuck waitin', I’m God, not Satan

Stop hatin', shots sprayin', I’m not playin'

Start prayin', my heart’s racin' like Scarface’s

In car chases, I’m Skywalkin' and Darth Vadin'

Ghost ridin', toast hidin' with cold iron

You’re two-two'in', I’m three-poundin' and four-fivin'

Bad bitches, I’m mad, bitches, you had riches

I clap bitches,, this is the rap Hitler

Crack giver to fiends, that’s why I stack figures

That nigga is me, Hennessey black liquor

Drunk drivin' and blunt rollin', the gun’s stolen

Put a hole in your chest until your lung’s swollen

The young legend, son’s reppin' with one weapon

To kill you with no answers and no questions

No videos, no dances and no sessions

I be makin' shit happen, I’m so destined

Underground superhero, Emperor Nero

Roman graffiti, tag my name on Colosseum murals

Slick lines, puro, peso, a few Euros

Y’all bitch niggas got cleavage like two zeros

Wankstas talkin' Bobby DeNiro, but sweet like churros

I be comin' in Latinas

Like donkey show burros

Blurro

Keep them bottles poppin'

Hip hop Mickey Thompson

B-boy exclusive

The reptilian side of my brain contains the venom of Medusa’s

I’m out here grindin', Bobby Brown’s jaw

Two state bids, I’m down by law

Tell them crackers in the blue suits everything Biggie said

Prove it’s bulletproof: milli to the head

My occupation: live like a billionaire

Fuck like a porn star and drink like a sports bar

Yo G, fold 'em

Copy the suits outta Goldman’s

Shooters on the roof, suede on the shoe

Queens, that’s where death do us

Same place, fiend face’ll get left blue-ish

Countin' money on the deck

Recoupin' the sex, shoop on the set

Fuck around put the to your neck

Duck on the table, spin it like the barrel

Share it with the family, born to be a pharaoh

Straight sick wit' it, need quarantine

Young prime time, pull corner schemes

Snap fingers for the waiter, time for ordering

Small flowers in the garden need a watering

Writin' rhymes with my daughter and my son present

Ginger ale, marijuana lung resin

Flushing, Queens, Dominican, a diner

Posse goin' in, treat it like vagina

Mutilate the beat like a bear mutilating meat

Shoot you with a .38 in the face, to lick the bleed

Lacerate, never procrastinate with beef

Decapitate any rapper that hate on the thieves

Please, I’m more street than your whole fleet

Police lock you up, you’re fucked till your asshole bleeds

Plus some chubby Clubber Lang-lookin' motherfucker named Bubba

Gang-bangin' you with no rubber

You bleed like hemo', chop you like Premo

Pop your mop-top off, emo like you got chemo

Blast a burner like Dillinger, brown Derringer

Vern Schillinger, brain hemorrage’ll

Turn to gelatin, bird skeleton

Charcoal black, melanin

Spermin' in Helen Keller women

Schizophrenic with the most elegant etiquette

Till I flip like a predicate felon

Somebody get a medic