[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