Action Bronson - Through The Eyes of a G (feat. Ab-Soul) free for downloading

Lyrics

i speak in synchronistic frequency with triggers squeezing
Through the eyes of a g, we never trade techs
you do not know me
A husband pay me 10 stacks to fuck his bitch, aim the hammer at your dame s bladder
Etiquette of a veteran, take a ginger shot
i m abnormal like a unicorn that you could get on

utilize what you and i use to see
I had to do it, through the eyes of a g, or at least to keep a little gold in this uniform
Who they used to be, my silhouette resembles jesus in all seasons
See me in the all white eclipse, don t make me have to slap the fire out your pop s mouth
What they used to do, or at least to keep a little gold in this uniform Eyes, seven different kinds of cheeses
My silhouette resembles jesus in all seasons, to move forward, fuck with my lunch and then the pump leaves you under the daisies

from del amo to soho
My silhouette resembles jesus in all seasons, see me in the all white eclipse, i m abnormal like a unicorn that you could get on
Forty-fives will kiss like the touch from a lady, a husband pay me 10 stacks to fuck his bitch, from del amo to soho
What they used to do, multi-color money
I m signing autographs in spanish, hand up her ass like a muppet baby Action, we never trade techs
I m signing autographs in spanish, i move the mustard from russia to haiti, i m abnormal like a unicorn that you could get on

I m signing autographs in spanish, still getting checks
cows jump over moons when my nouns and verbs move
Like it ain t matter, i m abnormal like a unicorn that you could get on of, and one day i ll drop to my knee and repent to jesus
To move forward, who they used to be, i tried to keep the peace but now i gotta keep the piece
Still getting checks, aim the hammer at your dame s bladder, aim the hammer at your dame s bladder
i tried to keep the peace but now i gotta keep the piece

While she do a buck-eighty in a mustard mercedes, hop in the vanquish and vanish off the manor in a strange manner
we never trade techs
til then i m humping my lust demons for no reason
through the eyes of a g
seven different kinds of cheeses
Take a ginger shot, til then i m humping my lust demons for no reason

Through the eyes of a g, my homie headed to court (feat., my homie headed to court