World Bred Lyrics

[Beace] I've been true since communion with the strategic union Lyrical baptism by fire, Microphone henchmen for hire Put distance between me thieves and liars My nickname Painkiller, Could doctor hip hop synopsis While vacation I put my wife in the tropics With ten stacks in my pocket, Dog I got vision like eye socket Stick to the script, Get gripped, Focus on the topic, Trouble shoot robotics Gassed off the math lab, Graphed them functions Attend honor society lunch ins, Tote'n a spiral binder to Pathfinder Get a load of Corey, Trailblazer to road to glory In a big body Denali burn your buddy a copy I flow sloppy, I get from point A to B on tracks like a jalopy Crafty with a mechanical pencil, My sixteen bar stencil Rekindled hip hop's golden age in a major way [Kevlaar 7] Yo, I wrestled with the Giants, Hood Patriot defiant Tom Brady of the game, Fuck the fame I'm Joe Gilley I'm willing when knowledge and violence collides with number two pencils Deep breath, Vast Aire I'll leave you a stencil Crooked as a pretzel, On Training Day I trained Denzel Washington D.C. could never see the sniper in you We don't need you people at this venue Wisemen come through on attack boat, Barack boat My first stack blown, Buying S.K.'s on impulse Spending false Franklin's I got from the bank when my bitch worked the counter But the bitch flopped when the milli hit the counter I ran to the van Dinero hit the odometer [Bronze Nazareth] It's like I was born with a gun to my head Woke up with the blood shed, Umbilical bleed Like an age testament, I born best of bred men That said it was something special that lead them to him Same man sing a church hymn that infringe your chin Fourth down blitzing, Motor mouth hit men Who bred buy the ways of world and how the man pitching On the mound watching his men in the outfield trying to strike me out I peace piped it out, Smoke thoughts to burn a house Turned young Tina Turner out, Walk in the precinct with a burner out No shots, Blow shots, Sparks the scream about Verner's three ounce, Sermons remount Komodo dragon puff under stars so I could breathe out Suffer God's at leave, Help, Seen stealth young death Murder breath, Chromosome lead me to crack home Attack zones, City like the Congo Sudan, Stop homicide, Face branded a man child Witness me pulling in fifths tremendously empty Sinister melody, Simmer the rice I'd rather shot it out then see Dion on the dice Running like a cat after mice, Shatter your ice thoughts Priceless mic volts, Tainted in our spike vaults Hypest crack head to discover meth's cyclone Damn this is wrong, Should be drinking tequila with my cousin but he gone Goddamnit, One through the chest bone Pinelly County bloods coming jail home Bury your bones by the same goons who buried Hoffa Send a bloody shank, Merry Christmas Momma Cry me a bloody river, Your man die if he cried when they hit him Bullets spit in war zone prison, I risen like gas price High class wife I harass for the cash price Pass it to backwood grass rap pipe That's it nigga, that's rightBronze Nazareth f/ Beace, Kevlaar 7 - World Bred - http://motolyrics.com/bronze-nazareth-f-beace-kevlaar-7/world-bred-lyrics.html