The War On Us

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Bronze Nazareth - Rap

The War On Us

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Ayo, Both left can't rid the smell of death  Trip around Motown inhale grim reaper breath  Southwest Zebrahead I chief on Leaf of loud reefer spread  I am My Brother's Keeper only brother be the lead I had a physical but huh now he's dead  Do you know what that type of shit do to a niggas head? Best friend is a roach clip When I descend I sit and stroke clips I'm losing it, hormones in the juice and shit  They poisoned Flint, genocide through the kitchen sink  Schneider wife sitting with Fish And Minks  The meat's pink, parasites parasailing through your blood type  Police periscoping profiles off DNA sites Oh my life!!! traffic got us under Glock scope lights  Coral reef rings, we been them Kings in the fortnight Fork knife, eating nigga No music but the drums stay on repeat my nigga Nasty gums dumping Backwoods insert the filter  If worth of the pilfer, he said he had gold burning off kilter I'm on that purple Trent Dilfer  Air Max speech Millions on the wax This nigga copped buildings facts You can't barge in we shoot for ours He swung once dropped him with two on the Walk of Stars  K7 seen his shoe flew in the boulevard We dipped from the flat foot Squad  Foots in the sod, I'm from the soil no facade Leave that gap open - garage wide Rick Simps oil my guns, I'll send ya ass twice into the sky Velour Valerian, Sagittarius with Asparagus clouds I married this route Day of the dead I whip the chariot out You flip the script I clink a fifth while your spirit get buried in clouds Marion Berry pipes on the wax in stereo sound Pipe bombs they passin round, like 9 hammer pound TSA they come up on the God and scan my crown Tracks stained with royal blood, sprayed the luminol around Brush strokes combined with Lush hopes that hit ya town Run into a lost soul with a badge, he sit ya down I had Betty Shelby fear so its okay to split a crown Just to grow enough hope, I'm rollin' up dope, downtown If it was the night of the purge, I'm **** **** bound Share ya pilsner now, before we burn your temples down

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  • Bronze Nazareth