[Bronze Nazareth]
It was strictly for my n***as
Thats why i spread it
My bro was sickly, but we made it
We graduated from the rusty hi points to grab the latest
Shred ur lettuce
My bitch say Im hood bougie but get it
Told her I disagree, now pass the feta
Theatre tvs, a n***a rose from cash to credit
Still got the master edit, ruger 9 ask the medic
Crash ya class
Flash a tangerine beam til you see black
Im on the black sea n***a with my seat back


[Bronze Nazareth]
Cold cake is an immigrants dream
Half baked make my eyes shimmer and gleam
I rise like a Seminole King
From the concrete I came
Only the mirror knows my pain that’s inside the broken pane
I lay a zombie lane homonym brain
You couldn't cough up the fare, my n***a it's fair game
When I was blowing dimes, couldn’t count up your spare change
I’ll be in Spain cookin marlin on a marble range