[Bronze Nazareth] Yeah, quarter to hash, boy midnight ma** Please, leave the money, let's take care of the gra** Administer sinister drag, while my life revoke It's like watching in slow motion how the dice would roll Motion picture drip the paper maestro, heist your bones Righteous leave the vice on violet poems, plus my mic is stone Never the same, switch it from the previous opening I flow opium, with spoken chains to cause a voltage I'm open mind frame, with air force like earth's door Wool's cloth forth from my aoetas to the floors b**h spearing through beautiful ma**acres, off random of force Nickel holes big control, real tunnel to the soul So you feel me, and consider this, I will eat Ski mask elite hash, catch 'em on Wall Street My dirty deed n***as, bound like Reynolds ripping your teeth Stack all pots and dreams, tall as you can lick the streets Spitting close with you my son, the hotel rhyme schemes Otherwise, the sapphire barbwire nine please First man overboard, hyperthermic mind freeze Lines sharks sneeze, sparks mash off without the mask off The bro house we cultivate expand, rockets that blast off [Kevlaar 7] Post apocalypse coming, I got aces blazing You facing the king, f** the fame, stain my realness Steal stage stainless, aim this at the cortex Spray the clergy, no mercy, sing the blues, if you choose Don't stop the burning, cotton field thoughts controlling
The sea hawk genuine, penmenship exquisite Giving birth of menace, inpregnating the limits d**h to the witnesses, wealth to the limitless Built this since '88, aiming for crazy cake Crime j**els is bra** head, my n***as stay ratcheted Waiting for snakes, aiming to snatch my last bread [Dom Pachino] High calibur, mic javeler, wise man collabor The rest is unpararrel, coudln't match up my stature Move too fast so catch up, like a paint job get touched up Grip tight and crushed up, by my Soldiers of Darkness I light up the hood, every time that I spark this I get the NARc's pissed, I'm so dope One sniff of this Terrorist track, they can't cope I tell 'em, calm down, little n***a, and have a smoke Take a listen to my material, that's no joke No it's a apparent, that I'm the best at it Every time I drop a joint, they get ecstatic f** most consistant, I'm automatic This time I'mma make 'em eat it, like pre-natul vitamins for they wiz When they seeded, I had too much steam in my pipe, I had to bleed it They crying hungry, wanted food, I make 'em eat it, I make 'em it My dirty doctrines, higher protein, but causing some pain Going down, ya'll need some codeine, the flow's mean And rigid, cold and frigid, represent the seven digit Ya'll n***as coming up short just like a midget I stand tall, like that n***a in 300 Give you three fifty for f**ing with me, if you want it