Kettle Black Bronze Nazareth (Ft. Lord Jessiah)

[Verse 1: Bronze Nazareth]
The world crumbled and nobody watched
I rose day to day like stars they never spot
My bars like Alcatraz, I’m on my own island
Sit on clouds and ponder on the color of Heaven's tiling
I dreamt of Kevin smiling
Sometimes his cellphone still find myself dialing
God willing I'm still climbing
She said break a leg, bitch, I’m Joe Th(igh)eisman
Circled the world off rhyming
Was it a coal or a diamond?
King cobra holster woke up with the barrel shinin'
Sing a carol to her thighs and I dive in
Motorboat goat beat that violin
Bronzeman with the pen glowin'
Quarter way there, then we ghostin'
Stablе presence my Mеdina Spirit dopin'
Rich hustler Kenneth Copeland
It's Jesus Feet, nigga, church is open
I did it fifteen seasons, this is the opus

[Chorus: Lord Jessiah]
This the pot callin' the kettle black
It's levels to this shit
We elevated to the penthouse from where we laid you flat
Ain't no turning back, pardon our backs
Silverbacks in the jungle, animal instincts in our habitats