Subzero
Action Bronson Lyrics


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Running through the woods, I drop my nine in the snow (uh)
Ten feet deep, look like a pile of the blow
Had to choke a motherfucker on the side of the road (uh)
I could feel my blood boil, man, I'm out of control (yeah)
Wetsuit thick so I could shred when it's ice (uh)
Then lay in bed with your wife (uh)
And get mad head from your wife (uh)
Then get out of bed with your wife (ah)
'Cause I don't cut the bread with a knife (ah)
I rip it like a man supposed to
Leather jacket, Mickey Mantle poster (true)
Rock bottom through the buffet
Chicken wings flying every motherfuckin' which-a-way
Hash burning while a motherfucker's switchin' lanes
My pants rip away (uh, haha)

On out the window, leave 'em crippled
Dawg, it's been six years, I'm tryna get in contact with Pitbull
We got some business to get into (uh)
Short story long, your shit like soft porn (uh)
Write your name on a list and cross it off (off)
I drag deer in the swamp (uh)
Then I roll twenty-five times and disappear in the swamp (woo)
Four Rolls-Royces disappeared off the lot (woo)
Then four Rolls-Royces just appeared on the block (woo)
I had to wrestle two bears for the title shot (uh)
Kamikaze in the plane, baby, sayonara

Uh, bitch, motherfucker, it's me

It's the final board (uh)
Young Baklava signing off (true)
Drink fluid out your spinal cord (uh-huh)
Come through, same jheri curl that Lionel wore (uh)
Me and you is like a lion versus a boar (same)
Both eyes open blasting iron through the door (boom)
Twenty canisters of tear gas
Slide 'em on the floor like James Brown's shoes (John Wick)
I had your bitch drinking man juice (uh), high top canvas (uh)
Strap on the black vandals (ah)
Time for battle, paint face like John Randle (ah)
I'm like Gamo with the gat, I'm (woo)
Easily triggered by old trauma (true), motherfucker
And you know I voted for Obama (uh-huh)





It's me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Action Bronson's song "Subzero" depict a violent and intense narrative. The opening lines describe the singer running through the woods and dropping a gun in the snow, symbolically abandoning their weapon. The reference to a pile of blow suggests the presence of drugs, further accentuated by choking someone on the side of the road. The lyrics highlight a loss of control and an escalating blood-boiling anger.


The verses then transition to a contrasting scene where the singer wears a thick wetsuit, suggesting their ability to navigate icy terrain. They also boast about engaging with someone's wife intimately before abruptly leaving. The lyrics emphasize a break from conventional norms, as the singer rips bread instead of cutting it, exemplifying their defiance and non-conformity.


The second half of the song introduces additional intense imagery. The desire to contact Pitbull for business purposes is mentioned, hinting at a connection or collaboration in the music industry. The lyrics shift to describing the singer's actions, including dragging deer in a swamp, disappearing, and reappearing with multiple Rolls-Royces. The mention of wrestling bears for a title shot portrays a daring and fearless attitude. The song concludes with a reference to being easily triggered by past trauma and a statement of political support for Barack Obama.


Overall, "Subzero" portrays a gritty and rebellious narrative, combining themes of violence, bravado, and a sense of non-comformity.


Line by Line Meaning

Running through the woods, I drop my nine in the snow (uh)
In a hurry, I accidentally dropped my gun in the snowy forest


Ten feet deep, look like a pile of the blow
The snow is so deep it resembles a large mound of cocaine


Had to choke a motherfucker on the side of the road (uh)
I had to physically restrain someone who angered me at the roadside


I could feel my blood boil, man, I'm out of control (yeah)
I can sense my anger rising uncontrollably


Wetsuit thick so I could shred when it's ice (uh)
I wear a thick wetsuit in order to be able to surf on icy water


Then lay in bed with your wife (uh)
Afterwards, I sleep with your wife


And get mad head from your wife (uh)
I receive oral sex from your wife


Then get out of bed with your wife (ah)
I leave the bed and separate from your wife


'Cause I don't cut the bread with a knife (ah)
I tear bread apart instead of using a knife


I rip it like a man supposed to
I tear it apart like a strong and masculine individual


Leather jacket, Mickey Mantle poster (true)
I wear a leather jacket and have a poster of baseball player Mickey Mantle


Rock bottom through the buffet
I reach the lowest point while eating at a buffet


Chicken wings flying every motherfuckin' which-a-way
Chicken wings are being thrown around in various directions


Hash burning while a motherfucker's switchin' lanes
I smoke hash while changing lanes in my car


My pants rip away (uh, haha)
My pants tear apart


On out the window, leave 'em crippled
I throw them out the window, leaving them disabled


Dawg, it's been six years, I'm tryna get in contact with Pitbull
My friend, it has been six years and I am attempting to reach out to Pitbull


We got some business to get into (uh)
We have important matters to discuss and engage in


Short story long, your shit like soft porn (uh)
To put it simply, your work is similar to soft porn


Write your name on a list and cross it off (off)
I write your name on a list and then mark it as completed


I drag deer in the swamp (uh)
I pull deer through the swamp


Then I roll twenty-five times and disappear in the swamp (woo)
Afterwards, I roll multiple times and vanish into the swamp


Four Rolls-Royces disappeared off the lot (woo)
Four Rolls-Royces vanished from the parking lot


Then four Rolls-Royces just appeared on the block (woo)
Then, four Rolls-Royces suddenly appeared on the neighborhood street


I had to wrestle two bears for the title shot (uh)
I had to engage in a fight with two bears for a championship opportunity


Kamikaze in the plane, baby, sayonara
I fly a kamikaze mission in an airplane, bidding farewell


It's the final board (uh)
This is the ultimate level or stage


Young Baklava signing off (true)
I, Young Baklava, am concluding my performance


Drink fluid out your spinal cord (uh-huh)
I consume the liquid from your spinal cord


Come through, same jheri curl that Lionel wore (uh)
I appear with the same style of jheri curl that Lionel had


Me and you is like a lion versus a boar (same)
The conflict between us is comparable to a lion fighting a boar


Both eyes open blasting iron through the door (boom)
I shoot bullets through the door with both eyes wide open


Twenty canisters of tear gas
I possess twenty containers of tear gas


Slide 'em on the floor like James Brown's shoes (John Wick)
I slide them across the floor, much like James Brown's dance moves or the actions of John Wick


I had your bitch drinking man juice (uh), high top canvas (uh)
I had your female companion consuming seminal fluid, while wearing high top canvas shoes


Strap on the black vandals (ah)
I equip myself with black vandalizing tools


Time for battle, paint face like John Randle (ah)
It is time for a fight, and I mask my face like John Randle


I'm like Gamo with the gat, I'm (woo)
I handle firearms like a skilled shooter, I am


Easily triggered by old trauma (true), motherfucker
Old traumas easily provoke a strong emotional response in me, my friend


And you know I voted for Obama (uh-huh)
And you are aware that I cast my vote in favor of Obama


It's me
It is indeed me




Lyrics Β© Royalty Network
Written by: Ariyan Aslani, Alan Maman, Stephen Hill, Warren Ham

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Yo RAHeem

You can tell that with all the health and life improvements that his breath control has improved and that’s making his flow evolve. Impeccable delivery and clarity now!

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@A Account fa sho 😁

Arcade Attic

@A Account He was like 12 years old like everyone on their first mixtape

NYC_Goody

@bong donkey so are you saying the trainer sucks? Why?

Duly Maximus

Yal buggin this shit delivered! Just respect his journey of music, no one stays the same forever, thats boring.

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Xavier Moreau-Raymond

Growing up my whole life I’ve been a short order cook and I was overweight self conscious and shy and finding action I loved his music then whe he lost the weight it inspired me and now I’ve come outta my shell lost weight thank you action

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Way to be X 🦾

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Live your best life, king.

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