Nosebleeds Bronze Nazareth (Ft. Boldy James)

[Intro: Bronze Nazareth]
Uh, yeah, Tales from the Bronxside, [?], Motown, yeah, uh, RIP K7, one more, yeah, uh

[Verse 1: Bronze Nazareth]
I say a prayer to my Ruger 9
Hollow out the lead, nigga, that'll chew your spine
I'm not a killer but a threat is probably suicide
If you can make it in Detroit it's destiny that you survive
Lucifer tries, he tried a few times
Times is trying so I be trying different hybrids
Left gun rule thought those streets was dying
Until Joy Road made me reach for iron
I don't waffle it's authentic what I bleed when writing
Statues of my niggas dead they get struck by lightning
Sometimes a Quiet Ones the lion with the 9-iron
Just like my will I'll leave my rich thoughts for those conspiring
Talkin' to my brother years after he died, damn
The convo still ill, he asked me hit the firing pin
Meyer Lansky myelin in the hyena den
Your bitch a thot, I got a queen plus my two gems
You me too them my clips longer than Slim Jims
Everyday it's a funeral, don, the dim Brims
Hood bougie blowing top shelf off pop cans
Salute? I held him down while he was on the lam
We met like mobsters over Pantheon chops of lamb
Pussy dance and the lips swing
I was a wanted man, hundred grand instinct
Million-dollar plans or Sundown gettin' it
Grave thoughts, dope art, painting kilos
I'll never fold Davey Scatino
I was in Maine eating lobster, Cuttino Mobley
You cats don't get it, nigga- I'm holy
Jesus feet, Heaven's parolee
I swear I saw Kevin in the nosebleeds