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bronze nazareth - the guv'nor lyrics

my pen wash your face i’m a wolverine n+gga
eating mcs like piranha streams n+gga
my rusty sk turn your robbins to a bikini n+gga
bloodhound sniff out the bread panini n+gga
i cause more of this rigor mortis
murder during the day before my wife i see the florist
isotoners on triggers porcelain porous
i smoke a personal forest before the chorus
you can’t f+ck with it on or off court b+tch
n0body taught me to eat i go myself and fish
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equipped on some selfridge sh+t
imma fill my fridge n+gga ‘til him out this b+tch
you can calculate but never measure up to this
keep fronting we know you’re scared lunch is in
till i can hundreds swim
pungent counting doves again, slugs again
colombian ties, we wrap ‘em in the rugs again
leading the charge, plug him in
eating manicotti over your damaged body
my roamers they handle shottys
aroma make a man stomach knotty
candles, hammers and dump hobbies
blamp you and watch you run like rick when the gun got him
black and red wallows with the gum bottom

i’ll stomp you f+cks into a body pretzel
stuffed with dusty lead, my pencil be ya body stencil
godly hammurabi, mensa king, my plate assembled
armadillo, keep a sh+ll, it’s instrumental
i crack ya dental, over sips of lentil
saganaki with the voodoo, broccoli got me oriental
windows into my soul, explore my pen stroke
tuxedos on a credenza, wild as a den of dingoes
you couldn’t mingle with it, in or out the ring bro
ima gennady blow, jaw tap and spine tingle
climb ropes of defeat, knock out your fine dental
classy n+gga but tools shine like a school of minnow
a duels fine, i got bars take you to godly temples
template stockpile bump stocks, stocks and crypto
it’s simple, i plan to get it ’til i’m zombie mental
it’s rainy with a chance of cloudy indo
two grenades in grenada, n+gga they wanna calm the gringo
ayo my lingo put your hopes in limbo
i embody what you wanna be but we ain’t kinfolk
eating manicotti over your damaged body
my roamers they handle shottys
aroma make a man stomach knotty
candles, hammers and dump hobbies
blamp you and watch you run like rick when the gun got him
black and red wallows with the gum bottom

- bronze nazareth lyrics

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