The Bronzeman 2 Bronze Nazareth (Ft. Canibus & Raekwon)
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[Intro: Sample, Raekwon, Bronze Nazareth]
They’ll never stop listening to me (yo, what up, nigga?)
They can’t tune me out (what up, nigga?)
They’re drawn to me (yeah, you gotta turn that shit up, nigga)
Drawn like moths to a flame (this shit is serious)
(Keep it always official, man)
(Add on comfortably and shit)
I say the things they wish they could say (make sure everything is real for real)
These ineffective jackals, stay up all night long (so I told 'em this one's bloody too)
To hear me speak their minds! (this bloody too, this one's bloody too)
They can’t tune me out (tell 'em, this one bloody too, this one bloody too)
They can’t tune me out! (this one's bloody too, Bronzeman 2)
(Uh, this one's bloody too, Bronzeman 2)
They’ll always be there (yeah, serious nigga, official shit)
[Verse 1: Canibus]
Your aspirations are exaggerated
Your lack of patience is written all over your face, that’s why you can’t make it
Listen with your mind, explore with your spirit
If you can’t stop time, you gotta purchase more minutes
Reliable power rap recycles steam like nuclear tower stacks
I could rhyme for an hour on a track
Intoxicated, making obnoxious statements
About top-rated emcees who somehow got jaded
The revolution is not an event, it’s a process
Passed down from Griff to Canibus to the Bronzeman (Nazareth)
Canibus, me and the tribal chief riding
And after you do the knowledge you can sit right beside us ('cause all I need)
It’s not about money, it’s about interdisciplinary studies
That’s why sometimes things get ugly
Dressing all bummy, fingernails black like I’ve been hunting
I brought food home for my little munchkins
Cough it all up like a pumpkin, subwoofer bumping
Cars ride by with the booming systems
What, man? Your sense of humor sucks, Dad
Hip-hop should give up, man
'Cause no rapper can out-rap the Canibus man
And the whole planet knows it, catalogue spans from the land to the ocean
Billy Ocean in the passenger seat, smoking
Heart broke 'cause his hero hosted a show but nobody noticed
I’m having difficulty describing how I wrote it
Open mic, but not one open mind onsite
So I’mma fall back and pass Nazareth the mic
They’ll never stop listening to me (yo, what up, nigga?)
They can’t tune me out (what up, nigga?)
They’re drawn to me (yeah, you gotta turn that shit up, nigga)
Drawn like moths to a flame (this shit is serious)
(Keep it always official, man)
(Add on comfortably and shit)
I say the things they wish they could say (make sure everything is real for real)
These ineffective jackals, stay up all night long (so I told 'em this one's bloody too)
To hear me speak their minds! (this bloody too, this one's bloody too)
They can’t tune me out (tell 'em, this one bloody too, this one bloody too)
They can’t tune me out! (this one's bloody too, Bronzeman 2)
(Uh, this one's bloody too, Bronzeman 2)
They’ll always be there (yeah, serious nigga, official shit)
[Verse 1: Canibus]
Your aspirations are exaggerated
Your lack of patience is written all over your face, that’s why you can’t make it
Listen with your mind, explore with your spirit
If you can’t stop time, you gotta purchase more minutes
Reliable power rap recycles steam like nuclear tower stacks
I could rhyme for an hour on a track
Intoxicated, making obnoxious statements
About top-rated emcees who somehow got jaded
The revolution is not an event, it’s a process
Passed down from Griff to Canibus to the Bronzeman (Nazareth)
Canibus, me and the tribal chief riding
And after you do the knowledge you can sit right beside us ('cause all I need)
It’s not about money, it’s about interdisciplinary studies
That’s why sometimes things get ugly
Dressing all bummy, fingernails black like I’ve been hunting
I brought food home for my little munchkins
Cough it all up like a pumpkin, subwoofer bumping
Cars ride by with the booming systems
What, man? Your sense of humor sucks, Dad
Hip-hop should give up, man
'Cause no rapper can out-rap the Canibus man
And the whole planet knows it, catalogue spans from the land to the ocean
Billy Ocean in the passenger seat, smoking
Heart broke 'cause his hero hosted a show but nobody noticed
I’m having difficulty describing how I wrote it
Open mic, but not one open mind onsite
So I’mma fall back and pass Nazareth the mic
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