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bronze nazareth - rusty revolvers lyrics

if you don’t f-ck with me and don’t f-ck with me man yeah
muerte n-gga, dead that
come on, yo, yeah, sh-t

i’m a margin shatter 2pac product
razor ridd-ck rusty revolvers partner
don of the state, honor the greats
i’ll do your career, broke records in a crate
check me on the interstate in the great lakes
catch you with a knife or a line or a tape
superhero no cape
escape with more cake
gloves on both hands that fit like oj
still you must acquit yards full of dusty pits
chicken fights, b-tches, saggy t-ts
worn out
torn out the frame like your ex’s picture
freshest mixture
when i speak i collect to the riches
the kid’s so gifted, it’s 365 christmas
jones-town is liquids when listening
slave to a plea deal shout out to prison
when it rained i thought it was god throwing up liquor
heart turned cold her the block whisper
this year you going to be that n-gga, n-gga
thanks already know that
blowback weed like a smokestack
bird flu of rap still wolf pack
straight out the bush walt white dough stack
chop shop no cars
a pro at sars bars
czar cigars silky cloud superstars
n-gguh!

- bronze nazareth lyrics

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