Kettle Black

[Verse 1: Bronze Nazareth] The world crumbled and nobody watched I rose day to day like stars they never spot My bars like Alcatraz, I’m on my own island Sit on clouds and ponder on the color of Heaven's tiling I dreamt of Kevin smiling Sometimes his cellphone still find myself dialing God willing I'm still climbing She said break a leg, bitch, I’m Joe Th(igh)eisman Circled the world off rhyming Was it a coal or a diamond? King cobra holster woke up with the barrel shinin' Sing a carol to her thighs and I dive in Motorboat goat beat that violin Bronzeman with the pen glowin' Quarter way there, then we ghostin' Stablе presence my Mеdina Spirit dopin' Rich hustler Kenneth Copeland It's Jesus Feet, nigga, church is open I did it fifteen seasons, this is the opus [Chorus: Lord Jessiah] This the pot callin' the kettle black It's levels to this shit We elevated to the penthouse from where we laid you flat Ain't no turning back, pardon our backs Silverbacks in the jungle, animal instincts in our habitats [Verse 2: Bronze Nazareth] Threaten my DNA you gon need a CNA Shit I say will spill your soup Yeah, I'm on the chase, get that Tillamook Long Blunts, nigga, I want all the smoke I grew a tree in a vault crystals looking like a wall of dope You don't really doubt me, you just didn't think we had the code Detroit boys, Southwest Alamo Allen Poe with the calico Tryna go on the Fallon show, absent selling my soul I let the Absinthe dwell in my soul Commando singing like Dwele, out the Pelle coat Have you diving swimming sinking underneath the Boblo boat I’m a GOAT, conspiring on a castle and a Moat She spank the cameltoe, hand picked sister wife - we can elope Watch me eat like a king, my hand on the cantaloupes I channel the Phantom Ghost No Oujia board, got it tanning in gold It's gonna pull up by itself, then watch me catapult You want beef? I’ll have the cattle brought Don't let the maggots be the last shit you saw Down in Panama My panoramic raw'll make you clamor more [Chorus: Lord Jessiah] This the pot callin' the kettle black It's levels to this shit We elevated to the penthouse from where we laid you flat Ain't no turning back, pardon our backs Silverbacks in the jungle, animal instincts in our habitats