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letra de banshee walk - apollo brown & bronze nazareth

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[intro]
uh, bronzeman
the zombies out doing the banshee walk
yeah, un

[verse 1]
yeah, bodies twitch when my phalanges talk (watch, n-gga)
b-tch i hit the black with banshee walk
torch in my coat, i lift leaves in kalahari droughts
hawk in my scope, coffin quote on safari routes
bacardi with a ghost, i cut my t–th with a fishing knife
every scar a chapel, every vision is given life
i’m a surgeon with my burdens, made mosaics painting strife
at night, rockin’ up my thoughts just like a chemist might
cl!ckin’ stove in my brain, soundin’ just like my semi slide
my four chambers is black ice surrounded by catch wires
i mostly died inside when my brother’s time expired
still i rise, i drove a amg out the h-llfires
cloaked in a host’s he-rs-, the only way i’ma get quiet
taste the blade first, i’m on a page from my environment
black rose from the grave dirt, pressure made me a diamond
i’m mining minor thoughts turn a molehill to mountain climbing

[chorus]
yeah, streets alive keep your cannon sharp
pad turn the whole city dark
this vandal hold a stick like stanley clarke
leave you struggling with the banshee walk
streets alive keep your cannon sharp
pad tun dark whole
this vandal hold a stick like stanley clarke
leave you struggling with the banshee walk
[verse 2]
i hear gun rule blasphemy, they should name a street after me
clip your wings peasant, on the beat, sweet alchemy
clifton powell presence, you gon’ see me guaranteed
you bleed? i feel your pain, share with me like a pair of fiends
yellowman sellin’ heroine via my rarest dreams
crystal mountain back-lay, i wade in karat streams
pretty mean b-tch, parrot brain, glass hour jungle rain
i pull up with that rod, ain’t no bass or no uncle gene
huh, n-gga, you can’t talk no pounds to no tumble weed
her face card on the thousand, still that b-tch could probably fumble me
i run through milion dollar options in my slumber deep
my summer’s filled with rays, raining on fluorescent colored beach
i bite a crescent moon out a georgia peach, and watch it leak
i’m ’bout to build a “stairway to heaven” and let you see
what’s the entrance fee? i hope to endlessly
bend this rolls spectre through the florida streets, halfway there, i could pour receipts

[chorus]
yeah, streets alive keep your cannon sharp
pad turn the whole city dark
this vandal hold a stick like stanley clarke
leave you struggling with the banshee walk
streets alive keep your cannon sharp
pad tun dark whole
this vandal hold a stick like stanley clarke
leave you struggling with the banshee walk
[outro]
bronzeman, apollo
straight out the jungle, man, let’s go, ha
we stayin’ in mode, man
you know, snipers
you know the role
if you weren’t you should be, you know what i mean?

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