Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song MC Death March, artist - Bronze Nazareth. Album song Bronzestrumentals Vol. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.08.2009
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
MC Death March |
Left, left, left, right, left |
Left, left, left, right, left |
About face! |
Guns that rain, flooded pain levels the playing field |
Death wish streaks, shoot the gift, man a ill creature |
Spill feature, captivates them, parapelegic MC’s |
And my D’s, I bleed three, five seven bleed |
Hell make heaven, seven angels, one devil and a mind that meets |
Silver Surfer, know preceeding MC |
My food for thought, is now my Thought for Food |
Levitate and aurora, more box than our Pandora |
Dodge women, deathly women’ll get 'em |
White flags and scrolls of two bones, invade homes |
Slay domes, is the pictures I paint |
Death march’ll get you, point blank |
Yeah, sawed off, fall off the Empire State |
Dogs get called off, nigga, a barbered wire face |
Hard war chase, for crowns on the cape |
Bow down, merchant of fate, words serving face |
Get burnt in Exxon lakes, walk the plank, over fresh earthquakes |
If he escape to the other side |
Still seen it, last birthday, I eliminate |
There is no debate, it’s true men, a politic |
Atomic detonate, Rambo an MC, compound and regulate |
Armored tank, think tank, blue steel bayonette |
Wink on the kitchen sink, I expose weak link |
Then a boat cut it |
Ya’ll niggas boat like Zeus from Bronze coming |
Bitches sell they jewels just to walk on the carpet |
I gamble on a rose of a dime before your fork it |
Leave shambles in bones in the darkest tarpit |
Zodiac killer, body in cement pillar |
Iller than bubonic, clean forensic from car pit |
Mark grave after they die, then we torch it |
Spit musical funeral, MC’s forfeit |
March of the state of the heaven, the four lost it |
The jail still claims, I let a nigga out his cage |
Gauge stuck in his rib, tried to fuck with our fame |
Insane methods, device grip was destined |
You sacrifical lambs pipe wood when tested |
The staircase to death, lead you to hell’s wind |
The ship’s careful, tiger shark infested |
Walk the glass trail, say nothing else |
Ya’ll MC’s are failed to add on to our wealth |
Walk the plank and plunge inside the sun belt |
Melt brainwaves in the cage, you burn |
We discovered the fire, now the see is your earned |
In the belly of the beast, the better bridge is equator |
I twist your halo, you pain is my feast |
Waves of cut confidence, it’s danger and dominance |
Accept the dead heart and admit defeat |