Bronze Nazareth - The Precipice lyrics
[Bronze Nazareth - The Precipice lyrics]
A nigga scripted wax upon racks
Watch me lift it
Like a Mac spraying turning 360
This that retina for a retina, old testament
Bill Bixby green excellence, exodus
Bless the clips
You could bet I’m on the precipice
You could bet I’m on the precipice
The flow switchin like an undercurrent
Under current conditions
From bricks I wrote a sermon
From eastern and burton
Dust off ether I’m lurkin
Gust off miami beach augusta peach twerkin
SK’ll make him lean don’t need
That syrup worked in
Fresh paint that’s I how I bleed
Nigga watch me nurse it ruger never jammed
I could write my name in cursive
I came off Joy road where
It’s no happiness for certain
Rockin timbs in the summer got
The extra clips inserted
You behold a spectacle
My tech glow introverted
Coughin on ya coffin
Lord I wrote a church of verses
Got bodies on his hand like
A hoard of hospice nurses
I cop the land, Louisiana Purchase
The Igloo trichomes the cyclone herbalist
Big stalk I burn a crisp, Bluefin tuna dish
Whiskin in that gelato
Smoke cloud kilimanjaro
Slugs fly thru your pumpkin
Top sleepy hollows!
A nigga scripted wax upon racks
Watch me lift it
Like a Mac spraying turning 360
This that retina for a retina, old testament
Bill Bixby green excellence, exodus
Bless the clips
You could bet I’m on the precipice
You could bet I’m on the precipice
Soprano Dreams, more beans, it’s more ops
For Ronald Green
Gut a pig that’s a pork chop
I told you he’s a devil, that’s a warlock
He was in the chevy when the Lord knocked
…Coretta Scott …Queen on my arm locked
I’m 2 chess moves ahead I catch
A thief at the pawn shop
Short barrel and a longshot
Long barrel and short plot
Scorched his route yOU don’t even buy that
Bullshit you pouring out foreign account
I’ma fly off shore for an account
Labels tried sway me, tried to pry me out
Sabre tooth tiger couch on my rider now
I’m high as ever lemme fly you out
This the riot house
Otis Perry the grimy route
I had the will to move a iron mount
Your living will couldn’t cover
My prior house let’s line em out
I cold case your entire worth
Then buy the hearse
Long stick, Willie Mitch on the drumwork
Watch me lift it
Like a Mac spraying turning 360
This that retina for a retina, old testament
Bill Bixby green excellence, exodus
Bless the clips
You could bet I’m on the precipice
You could bet I’m on the precipice
The flow switchin like an undercurrent
Under current conditions
From bricks I wrote a sermon
From eastern and burton
Dust off ether I’m lurkin
Gust off miami beach augusta peach twerkin
SK’ll make him lean don’t need
That syrup worked in
Fresh paint that’s I how I bleed
Nigga watch me nurse it ruger never jammed
I could write my name in cursive
I came off Joy road where
It’s no happiness for certain
Rockin timbs in the summer got
The extra clips inserted
You behold a spectacle
My tech glow introverted
Coughin on ya coffin
Lord I wrote a church of verses
Got bodies on his hand like
A hoard of hospice nurses
I cop the land, Louisiana Purchase
The Igloo trichomes the cyclone herbalist
Big stalk I burn a crisp, Bluefin tuna dish
Whiskin in that gelato
Smoke cloud kilimanjaro
Slugs fly thru your pumpkin
Top sleepy hollows!
A nigga scripted wax upon racks
Watch me lift it
Like a Mac spraying turning 360
This that retina for a retina, old testament
Bill Bixby green excellence, exodus
Bless the clips
You could bet I’m on the precipice
You could bet I’m on the precipice
Soprano Dreams, more beans, it’s more ops
For Ronald Green
Gut a pig that’s a pork chop
I told you he’s a devil, that’s a warlock
He was in the chevy when the Lord knocked
…Coretta Scott …Queen on my arm locked
I’m 2 chess moves ahead I catch
A thief at the pawn shop
Short barrel and a longshot
Long barrel and short plot
Scorched his route yOU don’t even buy that
Bullshit you pouring out foreign account
I’ma fly off shore for an account
Labels tried sway me, tried to pry me out
Sabre tooth tiger couch on my rider now
I’m high as ever lemme fly you out
This the riot house
Otis Perry the grimy route
I had the will to move a iron mount
Your living will couldn’t cover
My prior house let’s line em out
I cold case your entire worth
Then buy the hearse
Long stick, Willie Mitch on the drumwork