Bronze Nazareth, Boldy James - Nosebleeds lyrics

I say a prayer to my Ruger 9
Hollow out the lead nigga
That'll chew your spine
I'm not a killer but a
Threat is probably suicide
If you can make it in Detroit
It's Destiny that you survive
Lucifer tries, he tried a few times
Times is trying so I
Be trying different hybrids
Left gun rule thought those
Are streets was dying
Until Joy Road made me reach for iron
I don't waffle it's authentic what
I bleed when writing
Statues of my niggas dead they
Get struck by lightning
Sometimes a Quiet Ones the
Lion with the 9-iron
Just like my will I'll leave my
Rich thoughts for those conspiring
Talkin to my brother years after he died
Damn the convo still ill he asked
Me hit the firing pin
Meyer Lansky myelin in the hyenas den
Your bitch a thot
I got a queen plus my two gems
You me too them my Clips
Longer than Slim Jims
Everyday it's a funeral don the dim Brims
Hood bougie blowing top shelf off pop cans
Salute? I held him down while
He was on the lam we met like Mobsters over
Pantheon chops of lamb
Pussy dance and the lips swing
I was a wanted man, hundred grand instinct
Million dollar plans or Sundown getting it
Grave thoughts, dope art, painting kilos
I'll never fold Davey Scatino
I was in Maine eating lobster Cuttino Mobley
You cats don't get it nigga- I'm holy
Jesus feet, Heaven's parolee
I swear I saw Kevin in the nosebleeds

Sprouted from the blacktop
The concrete rose petal
It's me and Bronze some
Olympian gold medalists
Type to tighten my belt 'fore I beg for help
You know what they say
Good dope sell it'self
It's 227 mafia what else?
If the work ain't takin
We be done took his stripes
Take what from who? He must
Don't love his life
Only thing a nigga ever took
From me was advice
Blow so strong could cut it twice
Got the fiends still hooking the cable
Up with a butter knife
Thug life still living it, streets built me
So even if I'm guilty I plead Innocent
Feds lip reading is where
It's getting interesting
Sick I came big creature
Harry and the henderson's
Little house on the prairie full of Indians
Import export from Marion to Michigan