The Bronzeman

Next (I know)
A test will be run to determine
Whether these are the dreaded killer bees
Something no one in the right mind would ever want to do

The excited swarm of angry killer bees
Summon the killer bees and swooping up in the sky
And began their violent attack

Killer bees continue to conquer new land
We must all adapt and wipe out this spread
Or, risk a deathly encounter with the (I know) lethal swarm

Where or when the lethal killer bees
Will end their expansion remains to be seen
Their venomous pollen and number of stings make them so lethal

Yo, yo (I know)
Fuck a diamond, I used to only hit a pitch off one
On home plates, we ball of the base, hit it and run
Body heavy metal, bet I only travel on frowning horses
Inhale the forest, fled the house of a thousand (I know) corpses

Housing my name in your mouth, will get you John Booth'ed
I let myself out of my jail, cuz I'm the truth
Eyes shimmer like rivers and broken bottles of Smirnoff
Successions of sounds splash from windows (I know) spilling off

Steel emboss my logo cause death or mogul's calls
Skin clinks like 18 Bronzemen in the halls
The seeds of my cold blood travel through deep veins
Grew up with no hands, arms were spike ball & chain (I know)

The hills have eyes, they saw me escape the odds
Keep my blowgun shirt on your back until you die
Voice squirt cyanide, crack open a winter sky
For cash, I need a ski mask and a Rambo (I know) knife

Hydro clouds, looks out, watch the city rumble
From a million hunger pains, and those bees that bumble
I'm filled with screams that I can never let slip
They say a poet and madman we all have (I know) a bit

Yo, yo, who in the world could spit it like me
Unlikely, sheisty for that mic piece
My clan keep no white sheets, wife beaters & Nike sneaks
Skeetin' divas who treat us like, Black Jesus
And feed us to Haitian cleavage, with features that
Keep 'em beating they (I know) penis, we terror predator veterans

Trend setters who better when, under pressure
Cuz better lines, prime timers like Letterman
Dead ya shine in a second, yeah, I'm a Con and that Edison
Say you sick with the rhymes, well then I'mma vomit the medicine
Bomb atomic like that overbeats that Impeach the President

Save the beef for you freaks, it ain't nothing sweet, and ain't never been
If you keep it at peace, we won't have to level your residence
Better to chill, nigga, take a breather, let it (I know) settle in
Need the speed of the cheetah, with feet as a big as an elephants

Ammo like John Rambo, to stand a chance in my element
Handle hammers with elegance, damage the camera's evidence
Ammo that dismantle limbs, where you stand is irrelevant

And fuck your videos, I only watch channels, not the mainstream
My sheath holds cannisters and manuals of daydreams
Brita water, filter slaughter, chop the broccoli sloppy
My habit's insane performing an (I know) Audiotopsy

Cotton grown, testosterone, got Glocks for bones
Drink a marsh of H2O, think harsh darts and throw
Maybe blow, poison tips, razor tits
Sour as lemon sticks, my fetish is wet pussy with (I know) splatter patterns

I'm dark like Rosa Park murders on the camera lanterns
Sharp as a thorn on a rose from your ex-wife
Sly as a sleuth for the slip knot on your windpipe
Lynch mic stands, I got a weathervane mind-bend
Laugh is like rubies and dances on the vile winds

I live probably like the Mothman Prophecy
Ferment like winery, Iliad be my Odyssey
We puff crimson and drink marble from lead pipes
Run for daylight like Peyton from Jake's on grey nights
When the blocks hot, I stand with my heart frozen

Clap like a thousand books closing
And pop loud as a thousand Rosaries (I know) broken
Rode Goldwing, into silver clouds of sativa
Word to Solomon, love Sheba down to her amoeba