Jordan vs. Bird

[Intro: Maffew Ragazino] Ragazino, Bronsolino Slangtriloquist shit We're pulling strings over here You nigga's puppets with hands up your ass You faggots Let's do it It's Senior [Verse 1: Maffew Ragazino] The face of the brown noser Reeks with a foul odor Rat poison on your tongue If you mouth more than a Balboa Crown holder in Calcutta and Serbia Persian murderers, schizophrenia, Disturbia Douse niggas in Bourbon, set 'em ablaze If I ain't on the cover Fuck a write-up on the 98th page Rhyme Pays more than Philip Morris Heir to the throne is set in stone Rigor mortis [Verse 2: Action Bronson] I want the type of shit you see in the movies Two big, bad bitches blowing me in Jacuzzi's Til my dicky is soft Dutch Master with the fifty a cough Won't stop til I shit in a loft I've been shifting the sport Going to court, smelling of drug Lie like a rug, fly like a dove To the highest above Choose my weapon wisely 9 or the snub Double headed eagle emblem make a smile on my mug [Verse 3: Maffew Ragazino] 200 for the phones Put the same price on your bones Step in the Red Zone They're bringing your head home I bring the turkey bacon and bread home My Old Lady do the dishes City on my back, Lithuanian weightlifters Wolf in sheep cloth, chameleon, shape-shifter Arctic monkey's and apes, nigga Gorillas in the concrete jungle Tree branch bundles Xanax tabs and coconut truffles (uh!) [Verse 4: Action Bronson] You get laced up just like my bitch's drawers I'm smoking on the sycamore I'm looking like a Grizzly So these muthafuckas hit the floor And play dead But that don't work because I'm smarter And plus you see the jacket, New York Knickerbocker Starter Dutch guts, you see 'em flying Out the window of the whip Cause I smoke it while I'm driving And the pigs ain't doing shit Same time I'm getting top from bitch with piercing on the lip And piercing on the tit and piercing on the clit [Verse 5: Maffew Ragazino] Bird's eye view, goose necking She spread eagle Hotel Rwanda, $40 stay Blacker than Don Cheadle Daredevil, Evel Knievel Empire State With no parachute, took a leap of faith (uhhh!) I'm off the roof when I'm off the juice Fuck a truce, I got the juice Nigga, you're Posdnuos, ha ha! I rather Plug Two like Trugoy True Blues in gargoyle shorts made of corduroy [Verse 6: Action Bronson] Lay my nuts right on your face How do they taste? I haven't showered Smoking on the flower Leather jacket, Eddie Bauer Stuffing up some chicken Let it roast about an hour Take it out and carve it up I'm on the west wing of the tower From the land of Flushing Ducks hang in the window Cruise around for hours Blowing smoke right out the rental Flow is presidential Hoes are on a pencil Never sketchy with my picture Giving Gills, call me Kendall (whoa!) [Outro: Maffew Ragazino] Haha, that was oh so fucking spectacular That was like, the alley at the end of the movie From Wesley to Woody, hehehe These muthafuckas ain't even know White Men Can Jump Hahahaha Jordan vs. Bird! Yeah! Queens! Brownsville! Don't try that at home, children