Armsling
Yeah, yessir, yeh
Bronze landed in this motherfucker
Yeah, this classic shit
You know who it is man
Classic baby
We're back off the slates, shit's made for free
Yo
Hey yo, I rest within the German Luger regulation
In these polluted wastelands, my rhymes are Bronze I stole the arms of masons
Envenomation, swivel Michael Milton's curved saber
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 Gibraltar
March into the heart of the revolver and break the cauldron
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
Bronze landed in this motherfucker
Yeah, this classic shit
You know who it is man
Classic baby
We're back off the slates, shit's made for free
Yo
Hey yo, I rest within the German Luger regulation
In these polluted wastelands, my rhymes are Bronze I stole the arms of masons
Envenomation, swivel Michael Milton's curved saber
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 Gibraltar
March into the heart of the revolver and break the cauldron
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
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Cross
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- Concourse P
- Interlude Dos
- This Is Rome
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