To the Table by Bronze Nazareth (Ft. Salute (Rapper))
To the Table by Bronze Nazareth (Ft. Salute (Rapper))

To the Table

Bronze Nazareth & Salute (Rapper) * Track #21 On Thought for Food, Vol. 1

To the Table Lyrics

[Intro: Salute]
Uh-huh, whoo, whoo
I'm feeling this fucking beat...
Bronze, you a fool for this one, baby
Good looking out for this one, uh-huh
Yo, yo, yo, uh-huh

[Salute]
Aiyo, fuck some 22's, I'd rather buy a four-four
While you jumps looking pretty, I'm preparing for war
I'm like that nigga on the bench, man, ready to score
You can tell that I'm anxious, frustration in my face
Ain't nobody put me here, had to earn my place
Talk a couple loses, dog, but I'm still in the race
So fuck fronting for a bitch, man, I'm try'nna get rich
Paid in full like Ace Boogie, making money like Mitch
While you clowns stop in whips, man I'm playing with ships
Smoking purple, staying focused, while I sip on a fifth
My man Bronze put me on, so you know I'mma do it
Keep this ill shit moving, keep it flowing like fluid
Went from guns to the mic, so I rep for the streets
For my niggas in them cellblocks, according to beef
Through all the pains and the struggle, how the fuck could I sleep
Plus I'm hungry, muthafucka, can't rest til I eat

[Interlude: Bronze Nazareth]
Yeah, ya'll niggas know me, man (Black Day in July)
Know what the fuck I represent (Wu-Tang, nigga)
Word up..

[Bronze Nazareth]
We in the sweatshop, we work hard on our jobs
Dark mobs, the whole block of parched monks taking shots
Resilient psychic villains, days blacker than Exxon spillage
Tuck the Pillage, paper sack it, fuck the millage
My spirits from the kingdom of Kush, get drunk with Jenna Bush
She like “Yo, Bronze, I love how you cook”
When fans spit the sun out, it turned to onyx daze
My moon’s bright, spend white nights in an angel’s gaze
Dorothy Dandridge manuscript, pretty as your daughter’s kiss
Black clouds, high noon, rain on the nemesis
Words made of Qu’ran pages, you never stood by
And saw thoughts so clear, as a man’s breath in winter time
You saluteable Jesus feet, glow like the furnace
Voice like Rushin’ waters of Vodka from a thermos
Half baked brain case, love how your dame taste
You sour as welfare milk weeks beyond the keep dates
Blunts is snake skin coils, I gotta alotta top soil
Throw it on coffins, with nails from Mosque Halls
Swim-fan bitches, pools of pre-cum in my britches
Wipe it on her fat ass, fuck tissues
Prominent son of Mary, Ossuary Pen, stole the rhythm
Ran through these bars like I escaped prison
I’ve risen like locust in the mausoleum Seal
Terrorize lines like Wu signs in Mel Gibson fields

To the Table Q&A

Who wrote To the Table's ?

To the Table was written by Salute (Rapper) & Bronze Nazareth.

When did Bronze Nazareth release To the Table?

Bronze Nazareth released To the Table on Mon Apr 18 2005.

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