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letra de phoenix (the answer) - brent bronze

[verse:]
ok so
july 2020, conversation with a kid i didn’t know
told him i’d give him a verse for the low, no money
he ain’t really know how to make beats, that was ok
i was confident in my pen back then, he sent me this lil loop
i wrote that night and the next day gave it back with a verse
he heard, he felt proud that a lil’ nerd would give him something with so much nerve
that day was the start of a long play
ay
if you met god would you know what to say?
a question i asked to turn heads my way
see what we gonna do?
he hit me up around 3:22, we both knew impermanеnce ain’t nothing new
i had stopped writing, givеn up on the dream, that last verse was supposed to be my final fantasy
but instead it began anew
brand new friend group, met 10, xhef, will, boom
see, back then xhef stopped too
like he said his spark was [censored]doom
cue the cyphers we used to do
speakin of doom the tomorrow people lightworks remix was a thing too
i could swear you could see the ashes rising from the tomb
sh-t was cool sh-t was fun i was smiling i was a fool
d-mn, who the f-ck sent me a text?
teekoh, i ain’t know about them
but i knew i’d like a crew
invited, xhef, lean and maki as well
aight well
i f-ck with them about as much a man ever will
had a remix album soon, bronzedoom, cause i knew if i could match his words with my tunes i could make beats for any mood
askin’ what’s the place name
n-ggas threw out names
marigold, cybermonk
shaolin donks, nah
i know lean was gigglin’ when he mentioned that one
feel-lo thrown out, room stopped
i ain’t really like it all that much at the time, had too much on my mind, and in my bones to not;
to just not, just agree and upload the things that i’d made
ol’ dude thought he oughta make an album too, i answered his questions and iris did too
they even played trumpet for dude
i thought it was kinda cool, i een heard maki and lean take a train and eat the beat like good food
they cleaned the d-mn plate
we even remixed 2 beats off the thing
things was goin’ great even if i was living on a air mattress
couple days after that i descended into madness, telemachus verse 2
so close to my birthday dude
then xhef said he’d been talking to t secluded
i was the resident mixer so i needed to be included
you might recognize the southside as the album that concluded october
heard “fields!” for the first time and i realized that we could really do this
i had a soul of, pain and dismay and distrust and a way to get it out was the only way that i could walk
even then, when i had lost the plot i was more hurt than i’d ever admit tryna not to talk about my ex
a bid of respect, for what little i had left
for them
both these albums made me realize music had changed me
kept an earphone in since i was young as little stevie
easily, these melodic exorcisms kept my demons from k!llin’ me
and it’s evident on the board and the mic that i’m really just iller than most, it’s simple
the flames burning bright into the night, tomorrow people
the sorrow that followed had always been cerebal
the friend group broke up slowly but surely and it felt like evil, but my music coping mechanism was everything that i ever needed
sittin’ on planes jottin down every rhyme that i seen in
my subconscious, it was obvious, i would love this forever
and an endeavor i had to do to make me better
and my pen again started fillin’ in these rhythms
sisyphean was written in february of 22 no kiddin’
but feel-lo summer was the, driving force
i went the course, bluecollar, extension and prodigal
so d-mn proud, of all of them
now, xhef networking with people and i see his success and i can’t be jealous, he helping me plus i’m not helpin enough
so i do my work and help when i can
sorcerer supreme came and went this whole thing, sh-t felt like a huge success, cds sold over the net
i bet we cast a wide net, puttin’ castanets, hi-hats in whatever we spit
stayin true to the sh-t we feel is the only way we keep sane in this game
still small in the grand scheme of things
but i write with the purpose of a man who understands
that this is life-givin, even breathin, heart-beats is a rhythm
all beats is a symptom of life, i’m the universe staring back at itself
and now i’m here, smilin cause it’s good for my health
and though all the damage dealt, if i may
i’d know what i’d say
if i met god i know what i would i say
i’d say thanks
i’d say thanks
i don’t know just quite who i am, what i’ll do, but thank you for everything that you do
cause a n-gga know it’s in your hands, i’m trusting in yo plans
i’d say thanks

- brent bronze

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