Chords for Brunch-Action Bronson

_ _ Know you broke my heart, come [B] on, _ when [E] you said [F] goodbye [F#m] to me
You said [B] goodbye to me, bitch, you better [F#] break north before you sick [B] south
And I'll be sittin' in that [F#m] big house
Just let me sharpen my knife, throw [B] on a apron
X's mark the steak and the salad crumpled with [F#] bacon and blue cheese
Caramel complexions on two [Bm]
knees, or two skis
Harvin' up the [F#] outfit with this skis
I'm Rick the model, _ Martel the [B]
cartel
I live fast and eat the big tuna like Billy [F#]
Parcells
No more South Plate, kid, you with the [Bm] big boys
Fuck it, an economy size, we want that [F#m] big boy
My family [B] sayin' that I rhyme with Fury
Only focus on them hundred built faces and [F#m] suitcases that'll rob a jury
[B] Grind the curry, never shine a jury
Pussy like an 86 style, you know it's [F#] fine and furry
Spark the block in the park, you know, [B]
Lumberyard
You ain't never in the limelight, [F#]
undercard
_ Braselini in the sky, [B] thunder rod
_ Comandante of this [D#m] rap shit, [F#] young Lassad, killer
Know you broke [B] my heart for more _
_ _ When you said [F#m] goodbye to me
You said [E] goodbye to me, bitch, you better [F] break north [F#] before you sick [B] south
And I'll be [F#] sittin' in that big house
The second stanza even deadlier than the [B] first
From the birth I've been enlisted, a plan
Season of [F#] earth that soon, road to a valley that feeds
_ [B] Civilization, I'm walkin' the Torrent Lando
I'm [D#m] seekin' my [F#] vindication from my dad
I'll keep it fifth grade, he [B] the Swiss blade
He'll figure stalin' apparel and plus a [F#] crisp fade
First day class, the agassi's are black [B] and white
My older cousin puffin' [D#m] pop, then [F#] pass the pipe
Now I'm a certified user, more like a [B] fuser
Slice and dice the music, I'm fluid like the [F#] Yakuza
Or Sanders, Webber, D on the Barry
Fond [Bm] candy, though I smoke it to my eyes, it a shape [D#m] of T
My [F#m] _
team, we work [B] as a unit, nobody hide the ball up
Great intuition and vision, no time to hit [F#] the mall up
Just a taste of the life, like a September [B]
call up
John Walker in our tall cup, [F#m] gettin' torn up
Listen, [B] I'm steel fisted with the iron lung
Heavy metal ballads out the guitar when [F#] lions run
Praise the [B] son that can stand on his own two
Smoke on a big blunt, take a sip of his own [F#]
blood
_ Yo, you broke my heart for [B] months
_ _ When you said goodbye [F#m]
to me
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
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_ _ Yo, you broke my heart for [B] months
_ _ When [E] you said [F#] goodbye to me
You said goodbye [B] to me, bitch
You better break [F#] north before you stick south
[B] And I'll be sittin' in that [F#m] big house
Just let me [B] sharpen my knife, blow on the apron
X's mark the steak and the salad
Crumple [F#] bacon and blue cheese
Caramel complexions on two [B] knees
Or two skis, poppin' up the [D#m] Alps
Is what this [F#] dude needs
I'm Rick the model, Martel the [B] cartel
Live fast and eat the big tuna like Philly [F#]
parcels
No more child's play, kid, you with the big [B] boys
Fuck it, an economy size, [D#m] we want that [F#m] big boy
My family sayin' [B] that I rhyme with Fury
Only focus on them hundred built faces
In [F#m] suitcases that'll rob a jury
Grind the curry, never shine a jury
Pussy like an 86 style, you know it's line [F#] and flurry
Spark the block in the park, you know _ [B]
Lumberyard
You ain't never in the limelight, _ [F#]
undercard
_ Braselini in the sky, [B] thunder rod
_ Comandante of this [D] rap shit, young [F#]
Lassad, killer
Know you broke my [B] heart, Lamar
_ _ When you [Em] said [F#m] goodbye to me
You said goodbye [E] to me, bitch
You better [F#] break north before you stick south
[B] And I'll be [D#m] sittin' in that [F#] big house
The second stanza even deadly than the [B] first
From the birth of an enlisted of plants
Season of [F#] earth that soon grow to a valley that feeds
Civilization, [B] I'm walkin' the tourist land
Though I'm seeking [D#m] my vindication [F#]
from my dad
I'll keep it fifth grade, keep [B] the Swiss blade
He'll figure sailing apparel [D#m] and plus a [F#] crisp fade
First day class, the agassi's are black [B] and white
My older cousin puffin' [D#m] poppins, man [F#] the pipe
Now I'm a certified user, more like a [B] muser
Slice and dice the music, I'm fluid like the [F#] Yakuza
Or Sanders, Webber, D on a Barry
Fire [B] candy though, I smoke it to my eyes
It'll shape [A#] a T in [F#m] Karemi
My team, we work [B] as a unit, nobody hide the ball up
Great intuition and vision, no time to hit [F#m] the mall up
Just a taste [B] of the life like a September call up
John Walker in our tall cup, gettin' [F#m]
torn up
Listen, [B] I'm steel fisted with the iron lung
Heavy metal ballads out the guitar when [F#] lions run
Praise the [B] son that can stand on his own two
Smoke on a big blunt, take a sip of his own [F#] coke
_ _ Know you broke my heart for long
[B] _
_ _ When you said goodbye [F#m] to me
_ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [D#m] _ _ [C#] _
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