Bronze Nazareth - More Than Gold

*Man speaking Japanese*

(Bronze Nazareth)
I'm a king with no wings, but we can box in one
I'm toxic, spun off the marksmen epiclotist
Ex-robbers, vile toting, swinging totem pole
Cobra ax flow, niggas spinning jacks slow
Government remote control, my brain power
Rain shower, man and gods, what's the odds
Even I'm wrong, I'm still right, get large
Seven Wise, hitman, hit squad, dip bars
In golden jars, I speak a sunshine flow
Throw a drumline slow, like gumbo
Aiyo, my music testifies, and if it's not 5 mics
It's atleast ten gongs
Throw a rope up to God, maybe you'll climb this high
In the tree house, I'm tree'd out, speak about
Something, to think about a bleed out
Flee to my house, hold a tree to my mouth, inhale it's
Brain tsunami, hope your chain and all your property
Is enough to keep you, on top of the water
Shallow niggas sink deep, and there's sharks in the water
Who run the soundboards, from here to abroad
While ya'll niggas sleep as if the Lord had called, uh

*Man speaking Japanese again*

(Interlude: Timbo King)
Yeah yeah, that's who it is
Yo, Bronze, you gon' get a gold medal on this one



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