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Bronze Nazareth
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[** Vol. 1:]
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[** feat. Kevlar 7:]
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[Kung Fu Sample: (*Overlapped by Intro*)]
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You wanna help? It's your duty*
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If it is our duty, what if our shift comes in for while?
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What were you thinking?
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I was thinking... you're an expert
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[Intro: ~Kevlaar 7~]
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Yeah... Kevlaar 7, Bronze Nazareth
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Fucking with... yo, yo, aiyo...
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[Kevlaar 7:]
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Live from the home that birthed Al Green
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I bring more heat that grits in third degree seams
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Queens get ya pot holders, I'm brolic as novas
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Jehovah spoke through me, told y'all it's over
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In fact I crack the canyon inside ya Earth
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And casted my shadow on the last man standing
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Branded his brain, uncandidly crack/cocaine
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Clever ruffian, my nation equits me to shame
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Contained within my own concrete jungles
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Streets crumble, trouble, blood heat bubbles
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Type O fucker if I need a body double
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If my heart valves close like the lens on the Hubble
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Impossible, I play dominoes on top of live volcanoes
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Sit lava with a mouth of gasoline, pages
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Ageless flow, I'm in history pages next to James Monroe
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With a gat to his dome
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Watch the lava shot blow, recite pharaohistic poems
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Hieroglyphics show, yo the crypt is my home
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Inside I construct authentic kinetic gold
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Interlacing you bitches with visionary flows
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[Chorus: ~Bronze Nazareth~]
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Aiyo live from the landfills, my thoughts they can kill
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Like stones and anvils, cats they close landmills
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Cats flows on standstill, grams, noses, sandpills
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Stand close to God, but how could a man build?
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[Bronze Nazareth:]
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Aiyo, live from Motown, Gun Rule, Hellbound
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Sell pounds to sale, vibrant rhythm and soundscape
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Break thoughts in place, my words sour the taste
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Scrolls is old gold, rivers are concrete waste
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Kill you where the swans meet
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I wouldn't do it but I'm just trying to eat
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Cold as my environment's heat
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Sat on mountains, drunk in the hills with gypsies
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Love South Central Cartel, it's hard to miss me
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Face in your history texts, reflects from slaves
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Specs like Ray Charles seeing from his grave
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He said, "Bronze, you could hear the color of clouds
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Or see the sound of existence like brail printed out"
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Pops was a soldier, M-16's hit him
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I've walked with the pain of a thousand suicide victims
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Bleed misery and hope on the same page
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Soak in the same rain, smoke in my ribcage
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[Repeat Chorus:]
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[Girl:]
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This is Thought for Food, nigga
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Get it nigga, get it nigga, get it...
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[George Carlin Sample:]
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I'm an American and I expect a little cancer in my food and water
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