Bronze Nazareth - Armsling lyrics

[Verse 1: Bronze Nazareth] Ayo, I rest within a German Luger, regulation In these polluted wastelands my rhymes is bronze, I stole the arms of masons Your phantom masons swivel mic on mirrors, curve saber I gotta go blaze, my phallus elevating, shaft cables Smoke [?] purple haze, run sh** like Jim and Desmond Broke his legs, bring stings with black fangs My bear against the Iroquois with tomahawk and hatchet culture I bone a b**h until her p**y lips snag on her owner Break out the metal sauna Colt 45, horse shoe stiletto owner Fertile flower, hide the boys and petals coma Aroma atomic, my microphone's Islamic ‘Cause only five percent of the world would f** with me on it My sonnet ma**acre like the Bubonic Swing extremities on supersonic, [?] melodic My syllables chill with wolves, sharpen horns and [?] And burn more than point blank shots at the Sun's core, n***a uh [Verse 2] Yo, ayo, sterling sharp, silver art dart, adventure Life is like swingin' knives at ice, that's why this mic just hit ya A Kevlar scripture, I swim in Kerosene rivers Bleed metal, anointing white flames and coral slivers Veins made of cobblestone b**hes I [?] Chew on them bones of druids who track fluids through my home Cumulus cloud in my Dutch master, side handles I clutch faster And hummingbirds placed flat with [?] on c**aine patches Water balloons, stomach [?], digest the fumes I shoot the sh** like bullets hit the cow's intestinals Burgundy fire water, walking straight to Gibraltar Marching to the heart of the revolver, and break your [?] Baptize and Mercury falls, I stuck the clergy on A Catch 22 like Dwight Clark had Emmet's jersey on Disintegrate the globe, illustrate the k**ing stroke Keep my arm in a sling so the pen stay in control