Bronze Nazareth - Blowgun lyrics

{*sounds of kung fu fighting*} "Hold it! Your swordwork is really advanced!" [Intro: Bronze Nazareth] Yo it be the Bronze man back in this sh** Yo some of y'all n***as might know me as The Entity But either way I don't want n***as on the walls to this sh** n***as better get the f** up in this sh** right here Yo I'ma show y'all motherf**ers how to damage sh** man Yo we know how to break sh** [Bronze Nazareth] In a hooded monk robe stands a genius with the gift Mics full, spread the gospel like Mae Ford Smith Centuries will speak of deeds of the goblin's fist Who hobbled swift, and slid off like toboggans on candlesticks Bronze, offer the lotus, truncate MCs at the wrist Steal their hands and preserve 'em in case I get arthritis Bite this, you won't exist as if Mary had an abortion d**h grip, push the sword in, your writing hand's foreskin Your hymen phalanges, n***a mine write rigormortis Germinated outside, but in the hood like the cli*oris This is, sound tones with a chrome javelin thrown through the clavicle bone Causin' the tetan*s syndrome, thin chrome vocal cords Knock hurricanes off course golf club swing force Sound like the cling of my swords! {*Cling noise*} Bio-kinetic menace, cryogenic defenseless entrance Digest 7 volumes of Guinness finish the witness This strength caused California's deadly shifting plates New York's blizzards, Florida's hurricanes, and Michigan's lakes [Chrous 2X: Bronze Nazareth] Aiyo, Bronze got the Blowgun Blow one, echo through the stadium Fatal Spartan, graze one Bullet lung, darts poison tip Rip off the tongue Even k**ing the radius, of Achilles calcaneous [Bronze Nazareth] Abominable, throw blades through the abdominal Dope laced in audio, lyric cylindrical Bushido style, vessels blow, mic-phone crack the flight zone Rule's Gun, verbal Atilla Hun, shatter ear bone Poison pen, even rip the ven Lingual oxygen, paint pictures like a modern day Arnold Bocklin Fireball, legend of the fall, eat with Apostle Paul Hear behemoths call, peace to demons in the negro halls Eat off the table of elements, I circumvent Throw on the chrome vest, slap Merlin, steal the amulet Fencing with a dragon head sword, sharp as treble clefs Babies steal cat's breath, I banged lady Macbeth Then sat in Gla-mis writing next to carved monoliths A novelist, scientific, horrific, mystic, chauvenistic 48th Ronin caught clonin' an omen infant Electric esophagus, kiss the moon, wave to Artemis Gather bricks, write sick scripts in my abode Rock King Arthur's robe at the table of segmented globe [Chorus 2X]