BRONZE NAZARETH - Northern Battalion lyrics

rate me

Make no mistake gentlemen

We're in the fight of our lives

Against maybe the greatest battalion commanders

I shit you not - Any questions?

Standing graphical, verbally mathematical

Half-breed action, with the patent

The longest division, candid-coal my precision

When I'm ripping backs across the impacts

Sixteen tracks, mixing boards pay for payback

I'm innocent, Gemini old school recipient with the script

Involuntary represent, Northern borders with the coldest wind

Fuck Timothy, Briseño and Koon and fuck saving the loons

We need to save us - soon

Superiority complex read your text, scandals, vandals, grandiose and panhandles

While I'm living with two dollars in my pocket, dirty jeans and sandals

AHHH! Spontaneous braniac's be the shadiest, our priority is consolidation

But for the intruders and the jump on the bandwagon mothafuckas alienation

My portfolio sweats like Oscar De La Holio (Hoya)

Brace on your raps like polio

The wildest philosophy ain't stopping me from delivering lyrical odyssey

Steel-toe, more cold, raise bodies like Tornadoes

Atomic botanic bomb decimate from the Great Lakes of Laos

Carried by North Star gravity, crescent moon they trying to escape

Blessing open wounds and buckets of Sodium Polyphosphate

We could shift with the crisp, blood thicker than water strass dilute

Imagine being chased in the blizzard by a blood flatter Malibu

Attack like Saber-Tooth Dragon, tentacles make my enemy flee

Subterran hover craft escape towards the Arabian Sea

Fifth Unknown Battalion, dirty Devils guard by the gallon

Apostle's crease, seem to front me hibernate with the Salmon

Murky physical stress, microphone prove best for words that rip the flesh

They were potent, dialects venomous Scorpion fist

Mirror image of Allosaurus, destroy army's larger than America

Scary as delirious, lyricist scavengers

Blood regurgitate through the basin, gold Dragon

Bayonet welded to the mic so my words start fatally stabbing

Titanic Captain, half drowning, half active

Shallow rap Baptist, throw ninja's straws of glass tips, bitch!

"Go, settle up, lock and load"

My reaction laid back, Bobby McFerrin snapping

Chilling smelling incense, listening to Gil Scott-Heron

Changing pace, Mundane, know when to flame, frivolous

Mothafuckas listen, to the same old gibberish (God damn gibberish)

No willingness to address creativeness, but it's war time here

Sub-atomic melodic, pinnacle private, hypnotic prophet

New idea pocket it, studio time dropping it

Your cortex get lyrics; burning down Pyramids

Founding Fathers built within, you're glad to take the ass whipping

Courtesy of the Unknown Battalion; the white Stallion gotchu

Spread Eagle about ten fetals then pass through your body

You make men slaughter a hobby, eavesdropping fellowship concocting

Swabbing you, you're woof with cotton, YEAH!

The Unknown vicinity is a black sea's on the vanity

The entity, Major General bring the chaos continuously

Explode vigorously; eye dilating from the annihilating blow

Impossible for you to even harm the lyrical pinnacle war arm

Hiroshimic voice bop, 45 degree acidic

My sharp cuts result from wisdom; fucking with Unknown religion

My ordering overruns your district

Punching immigrants, scaling the establishment

Hooked to the building and invade the premises

Fall to the forces, strength of 49th on 40 horses

Novelize the anonymous, uncelebrated laws'

Walk the battlefield shooting shit, smelling like fucking lubricant

Sack over innocent, cutting mics with gold icicles

He would speak; he's dead shot by arrowheads made by sharpened nickels

Clutching abdomens with both hands, blaze slides with the diaphragms

Release the poisonous chemicals into your bloodstream

Enter your electro circuits like an F-15, diving into your gene

Amphibious, warfare exoskeleton

Sparks fly when men die from the warfare that's developing

Fucking assassination through this mothafucking station

(Yeah) Northern Battalion mothafuckas

(Unknown) The Unknown bitch, half-entity (Fifty-fifty)