Lyrics The Precipice - Bronze Nazareth, Roc Marciano

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!!!