Detroit-Bronze Nazareth/Kevlaar 7/Phillie

[ti:Detroit (feat. Kevlaar 7 & Phi] [ar:Bronze Nazareth] [al:The Great Migration] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Detroit - Bronze Nazareth/Kevlaar 7/Phillie [00:01.21]Yo yo turn my sh*t up a little bit man [00:04.08]Yeah like right there and sh*t [00:05.76]Yo my impacts that fracture bones and pierce stones [00:08.81]Reports by Peter Jennings on your desk when the sun arose [00:12.07]That's deep like a fall from heaven the call from your reverand [00:14.90]Stranded in Baghdad aggressive as keg blast [00:17.63]Silent as sounds as thrusts from a shank stab [00:20.90]Move in waves like a puma's shoulder blade [00:23.27]I amaze I'm amazed find your ways through the minor haze [00:26.70]Photographic chapters from a pall pit [00:29.32]Write on the walls of my mind inside my skull pit [00:32.44]Piss cloudy like London skies I wonder why [00:35.43]I don't drive that jet black four five [00:38.13]Who can f**k with me on the table of elements [00:40.51]Hand me a mic and I'll melt MC's irrevelant [00:43.57]Tentaments and projects throwing up my logo [00:46.31]I rhyme degrees equivalent to breathing an inferno [00:49.19]Slow burn running dues and mics my turn [00:52.11]I carry sound barriers that's none of your concern [00:54.93]I flip moods like nuns with guns goons and good [00:58.04]The hero disposition superhero with a hood [01:00.50] [01:01.24]Battle the best of them ignore the rest of them [01:03.92]Killed about a million MC's maybe less of 'em [01:06.80]Then my dogs taught me cover my tracks [01:09.24]When it's war time with more rhymes to counter attack [01:12.10]My word play similar to sh*t in Iraq [01:14.90]Get blown off the map with no chance to fight back [01:18.16]Man down chip a tooth biting my style [01:20.79]Had a lock the same before yo kid what's up now [01:23.83]I creep low pull heat slow out with heat throw [01:27.07]I teach the seeds through you leak if you need to [01:29.83]Proceed to build far cathedrals where trees grew [01:32.76]My thoughts are jagged slice helmets in Hebrew [01:35.76]I watch the hands turn counter clockwise [01:38.81]So I can look back on the future and learn [01:41.37]I told you lines small as spines jam knives rush revolvers [01:44.17]I'm tough smothered in teflon marauders [01:47.17]A world's mother carry Atlas on my back [01:49.86]Throw a shank through your fuel tank crash ya plane wax [01:52.73]Roots up come through masked and blue truck [01:55.54]Still mashing any shape form or fashion [01:58.28]Outlasting all those that profile and pose [02:01.40]Like hoes in the front row of one of my shows [02:04.20]Phillie oh so rapper slash hustler kid [02:07.08]Ain't a man alive touching the kid get off that [02:10.26]And into some sh*t trust me I'm as ill as it get [02:13.20]Go for your guns prepare to be crushed trust none [02:15.59]I'm a man of many hats black hoodies no furs [02:18.65]Want a chaffeur that blow herb all on the curb [02:21.39]When the sun shine I want mine away from heaven [02:24.21]Spitting lazer beam schemes that'll blind ya vision [02:26.97]My dividens medallion cartel suited pipes [02:30.46]Don't shoot the dice if you ain't nice follow the script [02:33.21]Rust Detroit a warfield of concrete trenches [02:35.83]The bullet holes ski masks and backdoor entrance [02:38.76]This is it I wrote it a poet lauriete [02:41.57]With a semi loaded tech when I speak rhymes eject [02:44.74]No love but a slug for these pussies try'nna push me [02:47.75]Over the edge and out of my head pronounced head [02:50.42]But we don't die we expand to foreign lands [02:53.30]Come back with rich for the fam and break 'em down in grams [02:56.68]For the street team loyalty guns and roses [02:58.99]To hand out the casaulties of war we soldiers [03:02.11]Full of that hydro smoke it's over [03:04.73]With gats going brat-brrr-rat where ya killas at