Respect the Mustache

Meanwhile, behind the facade
 There lurks the secret of a strange Albanian genius
 I'm like a young Bill Kazmaier, swollen from the juice
 Primo rollin' in my haemoglobin, chiefin' on the spruce
 Rocking all white silk, shorts just stop at the knee
 Stay saucy like a pasta, with the broccoli, who's stopping me?
 You gotta be out of your mind, I'm an anomaly
 Salt and pepper beard, distinguished look just like I'm Connery
 Escape the rocks, see me rollin' through the furnace
 If I make it to the top, it's cause this motherfucker earned it
 Well since I'm high, straight polenta from the pot
 On some bad lieutenant shit, show me how you suck a cock
 Hoppin' out the 96 Cadillac d'Elegance
 Pocket full of Mozza, see me fucking with some lesbians
 Man fuck that Bronson, don't even say something to these faggots, you already know what time it is, we fuck around and fuck their fathers, yo
 I love short bitches like cogentin though, from Flushing out to Kosovo
 My family pedigree picnics with Berettas
 Feelers on the slippers, breakin' pants and sweaters
 Very clever, ancient blood line gettin' cheddar
 Cobblestone the streets, shifting manual in Benzes
 Neighbor with the hoxha, him and all his shit offends [?]
 We gather up the lamb, he sacrifice it properly
 Stuff and twist with cabbage leaves, smoke exotically
 Control the whip with one hand, listen to Hendrix
 Loaded 45 chrome, tucked by the appendix
 Every sentence like the Machu Picchu descendants
 When I rhyme, I'm always on time, perfect attendance
 I'm living splendid, blowing sticky in a rented
 The olive oil virgin, first press, it's never blended, kid
 I'm straight raw like Carpaccio
 I'm just a heartthrob straight off the screen, just like DiCaprio
 [Scratching] Fuck your feedback, respect the moustache
 You're like a 40 dolla holla from Guadalajara
 [Scratching] Respect the moustache
 [Scratching] Motherfuckers ain't promised tomorrow
 Control the floor just like I'm Morimoto, hold my nuts in my hand
 That's when I pose for photo, doggy I'm often DOLO
 Cause I'm an only child, plus I love the silence
 Just me and my thoughts, one hand grip the hooptie wheel
 Soon you'll see me in the Coupe Deville
 Eating stupid veal, steady aimin', shoot to kill
 Walk with a cane, but no I'm not a pimp
 P-P-Pinkie in the air, martini glasses full of shrimp, pussy
 Yeah, straight fuckin' fly shit, shout out to my men Statik Selektah, Action Bronson, and shout out to your moms man, that made me the fuckin' man I am today. And a real fuckin' shout out to P.O. Garcia man, stop ringing my bell 9: 00 at night man, you know I'm not in my crib, Big Body Bes, man