Armsling

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Bronze Nazareth] I rest within the german luger regulation In polluted wastelands, my rhymes are Bronze I stole the arms of masons Envenomation, swivel Michael Milton's curved sabar I Gargle blades, my phallus elevator shaft cable Smoke Isaac purple Haze Run shit like Jim and Desmond Plunkett's Legs Bring stings with black fangs Barbaric as the Iroquois with tomahawk and hatchet culture I'll bone a bitch until her pussy lips snag on her ulna Break out the metal sauna Colt 45 horseshoe stiletto owner Fertile flower, hides the poison pettle's coma Aroma atomic, my microphone's Islamic Cuz only 5% of the world can fuck with me on it My sonnet massacre like the bubonic Swing extremities so supersonic, centipede stampede mallotic My syllables chill with wolves, sharpen horns of bores And burn more than point blank shots at the sun's core Sterling Sharpe Silver Art dart adventure Life is like swinging knives at Isis while this might just hit ya A kevlar scripture, I swim a kerosene river Bleed metal, anoint in white flames and coral slivers Veins made of cobblestone, bitches hobble home Chewing on bones of druids who tracked fluids thru my home Cumulous cloud in my dutch master Sai handles I clutch faster Than hummingbirds wings flap when lofty on cocaine pastures Water balloon, stomach of Boones, digest the fumes I shoot the shit like bullets hit the cows intestinals Burgundy firewater, walk the straight of Gibralter March into the heart of the revolver…..and break the calder Baptized in mercury falls, I stuck the clergy on A catch 22 like Dwight Clark had Emmit's jersey on Disintegrate the globe, illustrate the killer stroke Keep my arm in a sling so the pen stays in control
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Credits
- Writers
- Bronze Nazareth