Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Precipice, artist - Bronze Nazareth. Date of issue: 07.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Precipice |
| A nigga scripted wax upon racks watch me lift it |
| Like a Mac spraying turning 360 |
| This that retina for a retina, old testament |
| Bill bixby green excellence, exodus |
| Bless the clips |
| You could bet I’m on the precipice |
| You could bet I’m on the precipice |
| The flow switchin like an undercurrent |
| Under current conditions, from bricks I wrote a sermon |
| From eastern and burton, dust off ether I’m lurkin |
| Gust off miami beach augusta peach twerkin |
| SK’ll make him lean don’t need that syrup worked in |
| Fresh paint that’s I how I bleed, nigga watch me nurse it |
| Ruger never jammed, I could write my name in cursive |
| I came off Joy road where it’s no happiness for certain |
| Rockin timbs in the summer got the extra clips inserted |
| You behold a spectacle, my tech glow introverted |
| Coughin on ya coffin, Lord I wrote a church of verses |
| Got bodies on his hand like a hoard of hospice nurses |
| I cop the land, Louisiana Purchase |
| The Igloo trichomes the cyclone herbalist |
| Big stalk I burn a crisp, Bluefin tuna dish |
| Whiskin in that gelato, smoke cloud kilimanjaro |
| Slugs fly thru your pumpkin top sleepy hollows!!! |