Bronze Nazareth - He Died from Pen lyrics

[Intro: sample] His words like wings across the battered skies Of all illiteracies [Bronze Nazareth] Science Olympia, rhyming on empty pad Devour the hymen, I'm grinding like this track was a** Here's some medicine, radios won't let me in Never sin when it comes to severing a clever pen This is how we measure men, no rhymes will ever send Me into a frenzy again 'cause, condemn the empty wind Fable with golden words or filthy stolen verbs Rock them like gla** pipes, strike like they're high twice Like it's from my life, nasty on the iron pipes What ever strikes a better fight I'm better than you, ask your Old Earth for a-alikes My radar strikes to aim my vice grip, range is nice Aim is twice that of navy seals, aiming at lidless tap Spill your wig 'cause red squirt on your dress slacks My pen light but enlight, send you to Heaven twice Once to bring back Pun, the second to end your life Snipe concise, my life is defined between the blue lines of college crew notebooks And rhymes and audio fives with no hooks I use heat like a cook, keep your cipher shuck Like Michael walking three miles with a pipe and hook I'm slightly crook but a good man who doesn't have a touch Toting a dutch, with a razor under a cobra clutch, slow or rushed 'Cause words take a minute to touch, I grimace and bust Out of limits is touch this, send you to the 'Twilight Zone' I'm high like what's glowing when the skylights is on Unidentified objects are blown from the concrete stone I'm nasty like bones underneath k**ers' homes [Chorus: Kevlaar 7] Push the blade inside, reside in cemeteries Legendary Virgin Mary, blueberry rhyme wind gust Duck sixteen rhymes b**h, I got seventeen bullets Leave you full of d**h breath and blood n***a [Bronze Nazareth] I'm double good, probably double wood on shelves I might as well be sent to Hell 'cause I'm the Devil himself The vocal booth, crack your molar tooth Built the solar crew, keep your sonar cubes To the Wu-Tang school with Sunz of Man Who run the wind, earth and fire, moms burnt McGuyver But near the city power wires, rain, shower, fires And drowned men in wind, the seminal's in They hear such homicide again The coroner came in and said 'He Died from Pen' [Chorus: Kevlaar 7] Push the blade inside, reside in cemeteries Legendary Virgin Mary, blueberry rhyme wind gust Duck sixteen times b**h, I got seventeen bullets Leave you full of d**h breath and blood hiccups