Текст песни Dopest

[Bronze Nazareth] Yeah, Yeah, Word up Bronzeman get your verses murdered, Then I sip the bourbon Mic sit on blue fire, Blood sweat and live wire Fly niggas from the bottom, Got up and shot one Octane, Plot til your knot spun Run around tracks like Jesse Owens with Human Growth Hormones Burying bones in Marion Jones's ozones Flat line, Outline mics in black chalk seven times Sever Devil's spines, I keep ??? the treasure several times Pocketed dimes, Rocket rap racketeering Probably yapping, Do a act of disappearing Bury you next door under the water floor Where the crack smoke will carry you to Hell's fifth ward Ziploc raw skunk you can smell from Texas to Florida Not begging you for revenue, I'd rather pop up and pop two Shells in your mineral spirit Got ties to killers who played Monopoly series Who the dopest, Call the canines Fools is hopeless, Dreaming of grave signs Come in the door and lick the brownie five times Throw lines like Charles Bronson pull knives Swing at dark jungles, Art rumbles through the mind Part fades, Like Moses in the Red Sea Specialist quick quoting, The rescue too deadly Let em die, All bets aside Body floating in the Detroit River high noon July Black Day like the clouds is made of crack day We the dopest, Raw black tar heroin tracks Scare air when it hits, The Moon lunar eclipse I'll low reimage your clips, I wrote Hemmingway scripts Bodies float to Heaven leave the slow to witness Rap Massacre Day and tight rope fitness Meth heads get clean off one sniff Of the dope shit I provoke, Stroke the heart wondress One fifth in my lung sip gun metal from the Brunswick Til it's done smoke Bronze blunts with the berry or the honey dip [Hook 6X: unknown singer] As a matter of fact the dopest niggas you ever wanted to fuck withBronze Nazareth - Dopest - http://ru.motolyrics.com/bronze-nazareth/dopest-lyrics.html