It's On - Leaf Dog, Bronze Nazareth

Mind playin tricks as I rose

Unfixed my mental chains, the metal stings, until you doze

Villain robes, crystal rings, methamphetamine prose

Supply these rappers golden globes

Exercise for frozen lobes

Sleeper cell poet, as the bread rise, it flows in loaves

Cake, no bakery act, the shells not on my toes

It’s hell but still we grew out the fire, that’s high hopes

I’m tryna see the milky way, you cool with your block though?

I’m cocky when its time to let a silverback flock go

Buck at you like a bronco, til you leave like Flacco

Paint colossal, cut off my left ear at the art show

Home of the hit and run, hidden gun get your top blown

I need a clone to find my equal

My son he be my sequel

I hold him in the sun like Simba on a steeple

Family came from Slavery so fear ain’t in my Helix people

I went thru so you could feel it, Jesus Feet easle