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Bronze Nazareth - The Guv'nor şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Bronze Nazareth

albüm: If You're Worried, You Should Be


Y pen wash your face I'm a wolverine Nigga
Eating MCs like piranha streams nigga
My rusty SK turn your Robbins to a bikini Nigga
Bloodhound sniff out the bread Panini nigga
I cause more of this Rigor mortis
Murder during the day before my wife I see the florist
Isotoners on triggers porcelain porous
I smoke a personal forest before the chorus
You can't fuck with it on or off court bitch
Nobody taught me to eat I go myself and fish
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Equipped on some Selfridge shit
Imma fill my fridge nigga 'til him out this bitch
You can calculate but never measure up to this
Keep fronting we know you're scared lunch is in
Till I can hundreds swim,
Pungent counting doves again, Slugs again
Colombian ties, we wrap 'em in the rugs again
Leading the charge, Plug him in
Eating manicotti over your damaged body,
My roamers they handle shottys,
Aroma make a man stomach knotty,
Candles, hammers and dump hobbies,
Blamp you and watch you run like Rick when the Gun got him
Black and red wallows with the gum bottom
I'll stomp you fucks into a body pretzel
Stuffed with dusty lead, my pencil be ya body stencil
Godly Hammurabi, Mensa King, my plate assembled
Armadillo, keep a shell, it's instrumental
I crack ya dental, over sips of Lentil
Saganaki with the Voodoo, broccoli got me oriental
Windows into my soul, explore my pen stroke
Tuxedos on a credenza, wild as a den of Dingoes
You couldn't mingle with it, in or out the ring bro
Ima Gennady blow, jaw tap and spine tingle
Climb ropes of defeat, knock out your fine dental,
Classy nigga but tools shine like a school of minnow
A duels fine, I got bars take you to Godly temples
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It's simple, I plan to get it 'til I'm zombie mental
It's rainy with a chance of cloudy Indo
Two grenades in Grenada, nigga they wanna calm the gringo
Ayo my lingo put your hopes in limbo,
I embody what you wanna be but we ain't kinfolk
Eating manicotti over your damaged body,
My roamers they handle shottys,
Aroma make a man stomach knotty,
Candles, hammers and dump hobbies,
Blamp you and watch you run like Rick when the Gun got him
Y pen wash your face I'm a wolverine Nigga
Eating MCs like piranha streams nigga
My rusty SK turn your Robbins to a bikini Nigga
Bloodhound sniff out the bread Panini nigga
I cause more of this Rigor mortis
Murder during the day before my wife I see the florist
Isotoners on triggers porcelain porous
I smoke a personal forest before the chorus
You can't fuck with it on or off court bitch
Nobody taught me to eat I go myself and fish
Loading an extra clip
Equipped on some Selfridge shit
Imma fill my fridge nigga 'til him out this bitch
You can calculate but never measure up to this
Keep fronting we know you're scared lunch is in
Till I can hundreds swim,
Pungent counting doves again, Slugs again
Colombian ties, we wrap 'em in the rugs again
Leading the charge, Plug him in
Eating manicotti over your damaged body,
My roamers they handle shottys,
Aroma make a man stomach knotty,
Candles, hammers and dump hobbies,
Blamp you and watch you run like Rick when the Gun got him
Black and red wallows with the gum bottom
I'll stomp you fucks into a body pretzel
Stuffed with dusty lead, my pencil be ya body stencil
Godly Hammurabi, Mensa King, my plate assembled
Armadillo, keep a shell, it's instrumental
I crack ya dental, over sips of Lentil
Saganaki with the Voodoo, broccoli got me oriental
Windows into my soul, explore my pen stroke
Tuxedos on a credenza, wild as a den of Dingoes
You couldn't mingle with it, in or out the ring bro
Ima Gennady blow, jaw tap and spine tingle
Climb ropes of defeat, knock out your fine dental,
Classy nigga but tools shine like a school of minnow
A duels fine, I got bars take you to Godly temples
Template stockpile bump stocks, stocks and crypto
It's simple, I plan to get it 'til I'm zombie mental
It's rainy with a chance of cloudy Indo
Two grenades in Grenada, nigga they wanna calm the gringo
Ayo my lingo put your hopes in limbo,
I embody what you wanna be but we ain't kinfolk
Eating manicotti over your damaged body,
My roamers they handle shottys,
Aroma make a man stomach knotty,
Candles, hammers and dump hobbies,
Blamp you and watch you run like Rick when the Gun got him
Black and red wallows with the gum bott

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