Текст (слова) песни: Bronze Nazareth - Blowgun CD-5

{*sounds of kung fu fighting*}

"Hold it! Your swordwork is really advanced!"

[Intro: Bronze Nazareth]
Yo it be the Bronze man back in this shit
Yo some of y`all niggaz might know me as The Entity
But either way I don`t want niggaz on the walls to this shit
Niggaz better get the fuck up in this shit right here
Yo I`ma show y`all motherfuckers how to damage shit man
Yo we know how to break shit

[Bronze Nazareth]
In a hooded monk robe stands a genius with the gift
Mics full, spread the gospel like Mae Ford Smith
Centuries will speak of deeds of the goblin`s fist
who hobbled swift, and slid off like toboggans on candlesticks
Bronze, offer the lotus, truncate MCs at the wrist
Steal their hands and preserve `em in case I get arthritis
Bite this, you won`t exist as if Mary had an abortion
Death grip, push the sword in, your writing hand`s foreskin
Your hymen phalanges, nigga mine write rigormortis
Germinated outside, but in the hood like the clitoris
This is, sound tones with a chrome javelin thrown through the clavicle bone
Causin` the tetanus syndrome, thin chrome vocal cords
Knock hurricanes off course golf club swing force
Sound like the cling of my swords! {*Cling noise*}
Bio-kinetic menace, cryogenic defenseless entrance
Digest 7 volumes of Guinness finish the witness
This strength caused California`s deadly shifting plates
New York`s blizzards, Florida`s hurricanes, and Michigan`s lakes

[Chrous x2: Bronze Nazareth]
Aiyo, Bronze got the Blowgun
Blow one, echo through the stadium
Fatal Spartan, graze one
Bullet lung, darts poison tip
Rip off the tongue
Even killing the radius, of Achilles calcaneous

[Bronze Nazareth]
Abominable, throw blades through the abdominal
Dope laced in audio, lyric cylindrical
Bushido style, vessels blow, mic-phone crack the flight zone
Rule`s Gun, verbal Atilla Hun, shatter ear bone
Poison pen, even rip the ven
Lingual oxygen, paint pictures like a modern day Arnold Bocklin
Fireball, legend of the fall, eat with Apostle Paul
Hear behemoths call, peace to demons in the negro halls
Eat off the table of elements, I circumvent
Throw on the chrome vest, slap Merlin, steal the amulet
Fencing with a dragon head sword, sharp as treble clefs
Babies steal cat`s breath, I banged lady Macbeth
Then sat in Gla-mis writing next to carved monoliths
A novelist, scientific, horrific, mystic, chauvenistic
48th Ronin caught clonin` an omen infant
Electric esophagus, kiss the moon, wave to Artemis
Gather bricks, write sick scripts in my abode
Rock King Arthur`s robe at the table of segmented globe

[Chorus x2]

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