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Gold and Bronze Magik

アーティスト：Canibus  アルバム：Melatonin Magik 

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[Bronze Nazareth] They can't do shit with me like a custom model Tyson A herd of wild bison trying to get that cake without the icing Can't stop the poison, empty glass in intestine I'm destined to rest in the Sun, weed in the Westin Pulitzer Prize priceless verses is in the resting A new bible, witness tribal wars for block titles Vital organs stop, subtle Fiends like they're lions, when they get around the rock and huddle Undertake, bodies ungulate, under earthly underlays Unachieved summaries, no open warranties Cuz my flow is never broken like a pregnancy When I speak they'd rather see polluted clouds rain Hennessey Take you with no receipt like dope traffic currency Uninsured surgery when under my knife Some paid with a briefcase, some paid with their life My home sticks is Baghdad under U.S. plane strikes It's a useless vein tap with an empty syringe Injecting wind into the blood flow, sip ether and grim Smoke secrets from burning circles, sour diesel and singe The cloak, the grim reaper, creeping, sneaking, you in [Chorus 2X: sample from Bonnie Dobson "Milk and Honey"] Round and round, the burning circle All the seasons: one, two, and three [Copywrite] Yeah, I see it, yo, yo, uh-huh C-write, give it a little umph! Yeah, O dot Megahertz, you already know what it is Axe, inseminate the place, 614 Yeah, you know what they say? Behind my back they say he's very arrogant But they air they're inhaling in isn't there to sniff Dare to whiff and I'm tearing the air to get from where it is There's a chicken hailing and I'm tearing it through her pair of tits There's a kid, my fist is impaling him through his pair of ribs From a kamikaze, crazy bomber, drama like Shady's mama Fucking with bitches ugly as Biggie's baby's mama And I stay, mismatched to the socks Bitch laughed, said my name's dispatched to the cops Stitched patch on my crotch reads: "Kiss me I'm Irish" My click be the flyest, don't, excuse me, I'm biased But try us and lose the cocky smile, who could stop me now? When I'm right on the money like the illumanti owl If I'm off a DJ mixed my accappella wrong Mozzarella's long enough to buy the rights to every Roc-a-fella song I'm lying, but not when I'm rhyming, my stock is hella long Too hot to mail a song, the mailman said he thought I mailed a bomb Rain, sleet, snow or hail, I'm smoking well Granted you'd think I was Spanish how wet I rolled an L To where they meet it, or see the chocha, I'm living la vida loca I'm Peter the chiba smoker, no reason to cease the dolja Breathing a leaf, Jesus, I've seen crows from beneath the roses That sweet aroma could wake Pete old cold from deepest coma



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