Brass Jehova Bronze Nazareth (Ft. Brizz Rawsteen, Skyzoo & Termanology)

[Verse: Bronze Nazareth]
Yeah, okay, yo
It's the Nazarene mausoleum
Frost the seams, black coffin breeze
Cough and squeeze
Trapeze thru my loft with trees
Cuban link, the pool is pink
I‘m a tourist, dive into the uterus, scuba tank
It’s shark week, my teeth turn medulla shank
Don Shula bank, Dolphins in Aruba
Countertop stone medusa
Rap’s Max Julien colluder On Kaluha with the shooter
Kith robe cinnamon toast, buddha floats
Purple Mimosa
Mocha Hoes in the Poconos
Reading Robert Greene quoting notes
It's the golden goat
With polar ropes
I paid the Artist Repertoire with Snow
My momma knew I grew a froze Antarctica soul
Marci rocked up the beats, he know I follow the code
Til product got sold
Til Prada fits my bitch like a mold
Outcast Brass Jehova fit you 6 foot holes

[Verse: Skyzoo]
And I'm the Henny pourer
Grew up watching the city horror
Wanted Diddy aura
Introduce ya how Biggie taught us
Whole city on us
Broad shoulders and bigger callings
Know I did the honors
Flow feel like the semi talkin'
Taught to let you have it
Small breaks like you sing the chorus
And then get back up at it
Soul to Soul, however you want it
Like a Hype Williams opening scene, everything fluorescent
Crack a safe up, open the seams
Strippers unloading the beam
My verses is half of that
The other half is split between hard silver, and battle raps
Illmatic and Jazzmatazz, huh
One of one but I'll double entendre hand you that
And from the jump I was nothin like where they ran you at
The Knick game goer, slim chain holder
Kick game show up
And make it feel like Jason Kidd ain't grow up
The Pen do the same
Turn who you name, into a shooting range
Ain't no one better, you got the stoop to blame
Fuck with us for real, yeah