Nickel Lyrics – Brutus Balthazaar

Nickel Lyrics by Brutus Balthazaar

No hand guns but I’m fillin the Vans up
No Phantoms but I’m killin to man up
So handsome but I’m feelin the Manson
Go ham, bruh, while I’m cleaning my hands up

Smoke cancer, gettin rid of the rancid
Bowls and blunts, rip to live with the damage
Holding up, just never to standard
Rollin up, unfold in the panic

No followers, got nobody to dance for
Wrote a lot of words growin mold in the dander
Holdin on to worth, had to let go of the handle
Go beyond the work, intro a whole new example

This’ll work out if I stick with the plan first
If the candle burn out, then I’m fillin the lantern
This a work call, so I’m hopin you answer
If you wanna serve bars, come and gimme the banter

Nickеl nine not an inch taller
On my dime, nеver Ben Baller
All my mind says “Get dollars”
On my grind til I hit diamond

Nickel nine not an inch taller
With the rhyme, imma get on him
On my side, never flip on em
Never hit bottom, don’t wish on it

Same height Nickel and Nas
Payin homage to the dons
Takin off is all I got
Playin hard until I’m soft (yeah)

Same height Peggy and Pac
Isaiah Thomas with the rock
I made a promise to your God
Haters, send em beddy bye (bye)

Keep your two cents, you prove you a nuisance
Think you too quick til you viewin Anubis
Hit you with the pool stick, it’s your cue to move it
Little toothpick, but I’m skewerin you b#tch

This sh#t got pulp, think I’m borin on the pulpit
Got a foreign whip, but a Taurus with the bull sh#t
Only thing I’m pourin in, importin is the ornaments I organize my storyboard with and then it’s full clip
Always been a quiet kid

Maybe Columbine, I’m defined, haven’t defied it
Seldom givin time, never the mind, whatever I did
Settle into selling self short, until they buyin in
Open up the fire pit

Watchin how the pie split, gotta be the pilot
Make it there with my sh#t, take it with the vice grip
New heights when I’m highest, your Highness kickin hind-end
Nickel nine not an inch taller

On my dime, never Ben Baller
All my mind says “Get dollars”
On my grind til I hit diamond
Nickel nine not an inch taller

With the rhyme, imma get on him
On my side, never flip on em
Never hit bottom, don’t wish on it
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Brutus Balthazaar Lyrics – Nickel

Brutus Balthazaar

Nickel