Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Main Man, artist - Bronze Nazareth.
Date of issue: 18.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Main Man |
Main man You think shit’s sweet 'cause you’re home |
The world dont stop I got to keep keep on |
Spat no more speech in the phone |
Them crackers up there bleaching your Dome, you’re reaching |
Main man You think shit’s sweet 'cause you’re home? |
The world dont stop I got to keep keep on |
Spat no more speech in the phone |
Them crackers up there bleaching your Dome, you’re reaching |
Here We Go Again, Lake Michigan |
Watch a couple niggas float now they’re missing friends |
Off that good Kush whirlwind mind spin |
Round and round we go favorite Cinema was blow |
My homey out of sight ain’t seen him often |
You know my Niger George laying low down in Boston |
Told me 'fore he captured they going to ship him in a coffin |
The waters run deep but he’s good he’s a dolphin |
Sitting back coughing close call almost lost him |
Big surprise when the underdog rise |
Street Fighter you can see it all in his eyes |
Two steps ahead before he made a move strategize |
You know that fly nigga all the chicks fantasize |
Goatee white t with a v |
Get the liquor I got 'rellos if you fucking with me |
From the doors Haze raised off chores |
It’s in my pores |
Hard work grind it out in velours |
Yeah, Arsenic when I spit the pen I grip |
Let it unfold so it’s told most eloquent |
I’ll let your soul float into heavens grip |
Watch the Gold Coast quotes that I invent |
I’m tied in |
To the family to my Myelin |
Meyer Lansky mind-state get the pie and bend |
Silver wind crop circles where I descend |
Feel the planted blends like a phantom limb |
Those I apprehend float in Fisherman’s Bend |
You Wishing on a Star I got the sun in my lens |
Receive a bullet in your hair like a split end |
My two nines rolling pairs, Minnesota Twins |
Trying to make my wrist colder than the polar winds |
Metal hand smack that ass like revolver pins |
Vulva’s damp urban sprawl hot like lava lamp |
Describe a homicide no Olive Branch |