letra de the quiet years - apollo brown & bronze nazareth
-transcribing
[intro: bronze nazareth]
yeah, look homie, the filth is home
k!ller bee, watch you wilt
watch me tilt the dome
coffin liner designer, that’s how we spill the chrome
how could i get much higher? what’s the pinnacle?
yeah, look homie, the filth is home
k!ller bee, watch you wilt
watch me tilt the dome
coffin liner designer, that’s how we spill the chrome
how could i get much higher? what’s the pinnacle?
yeah, you know who it is
straight from the brain
yeah, i don’t see the flower’s dew
i don’t see ‘еm yet man
don’t bring me that sh-t in my castin’ man, yeah
i cruisе away
mansa musa in a super 8
just so you could blaze that sewage haze
without the bluest pigs, tryna zoom in on my face
my acumen exudes the praise that i should soon embrace
but half of you been sleeping like i clapped you in the face
wake up!
and make the power moves raise up
lamb truck, light your haze up
plays clutch, the pressure never phased us
hurdled every block they tried to cage us
and make the power moves raise up
bentayga taste, light your haze up
humble with the flex – let the praise hush
the quiet years couldn’t break us
yeah, i walk through the furnace calm
turning verbs to burning psalms
from curb to charm, my words alarm
serve your squad with a verse from god
it’s the sermon czar i earn regards
from berlin to suriname
serve heat ’til my burden’s gone
i’m penning gems under inner city purple dawns
emerald aura, i shot the dream left it on the lawn
for the funeral, the pallbearer be apollo brown
i’m built to pound my roots down straight to solid ground
detectives fishin’ while i’m clipping marlin florida bound
i’m minted in the mystics with a gifted crooked crown
she’s lewinski i’m clinton, told me not the gown slurped it down
this is legacy talk, and we don’t throw that word around
curb the curtilage, i’ll serve ya lid, you circus clown
ask around they preserve my cloth like the turin shroud
it’s jesus feet let’s burn it down
my sermon shots of bourbon in surround
route to the promised land claude brown
and make the power moves raise up
lamb truck, light your haze up
plays clutch, the pressure never phased us
hurdled every block they tried to cage us
and make the power moves raise up
bentayga taste, light your haze up
humble with the flex – let the praise hush
the quiet years couldn’t break us
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