Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Survivor's Vow , by - Bronze Nazareth. Release date: 07.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Survivor's Vow |
| It’s the phemon gleam that made the demon squeam |
| From the solar beams |
| Your hopes fallin' short like a cherub wing |
| Might seem salty when my wrist sparkle like gulf stream |
| Wave flow, Asked her which one? |
| She said all three |
| Julie Kay clone on my ball team |
| Watch it drain, I’m in range |
| Drink the coliseum, Triple lutz |
| Skating on this ice with a stick like Tonya hit me up |
| You died, so two times I gotta live it up |
| Back when we was grouped |
| On that Pasadena stoop |
| Lucid dreams on Jefferson |
| Collecting tails, choppin on Artha loops |
| We gon' flip this music to a Tesla 2 |
| I’m the illst nigga, bet she test the fruit |
| Stuff a 2 ounce cone, Shaman with the roots |
| Yellow Othello Lobotomy coupe |
| My brother died -- I saw stars when he flew |
| Oooooh!!! |
| I spoke to you in heaven, now that’s uploading |
| The bullpup spit if it’s goaded |
| The pull-up man soul lifted the homie |
| I shot a stray thru the front and got lowly |
| You told me show up and drop the hot biscuit over old grease |
| Zola frame, load and aim stars fallin' on me |
| …Change my words into paint it’s like Marcelo Ghandis |
| Told him to his urn I’ma spill you in the Palm Trees |
| Palmin 2 queens, a calm breeze while downing kiwis |
| My Haunted scenes, I splash light with the pen |
| Hate to see you on that gurney, but you look fly with wings |
| The Pine box wasn’t designed for us kings |
| So I spoke unto his ashes — let me represent him |
| Nigga -- I’ma I get hologram for coachella |
| I’ma catch a goat taxi-derm it for the hall entrance |
| Promise I’ma ball extra |
| Diamonds on Zienna’s, fence electric |
| Cremated Ashes stashed inside my necklace |
| Neon tanks full of cichlids |
| Heard him whisper you the sickest nigga |
| It’s the phemon gleam that made the demon squeam |
| From the solar beams |
| Your hopes fallin' short like a cherub wing |
| Might seem salty when my wrist sparkle like gulf stream |
| Wave flow, Asked her which one? |
| She said all three |
| Julie Kay clone on my ball team |
| Watch it drain, I’m in range |
| Drink the coliseum, Triple lutz |
| Skating on this ice with a stick like Tonya hit me up |
| You died, so two times I gotta live it up |
| I said Bentayga or the Mulsanne? |
| What you thinkin? |
| I’ma get a island, with a island in the kitchen |
| Bubba Kush is on my chimney linkin' - Vines! |
| Plant some seeds germinate a Wrigley have it stinkin |
| You could smell it up to heaven’s what I’m thinking |
| In the Lincoln 4 Am blinkin |