a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de day 24: hear - rick chyme & man

daily pieces 365
by rick chyme & man
day 24: hear

chorus
sound of shot gl-ss on the bar and a voice
propelling through a pa so precise no choice
but to listen, not only listen but truly hear
delivery of visions seen then written crystal clear

verse 1
walked right in through the door, scanned quickly
balked, tight grooving on tour, planned simply
a touch of grace, fell on my face the taste fishy
had a moment me and myself displaced wish we

realized earlier, theorized worrier
warrior, wordier than need to be, orator
who are you, i’m me and i don’t mean to be annoying ya

it’s just that we, keep meeting all these people and i’m warning ya
i need a better memory
believe that we were meant to meet
intention me remembering this florida trip eventually
tension leads to moments sent to enter me
turn to inspiration detonation instrumentally
intent to breed
the pension bleeds content to rent repent repeat
if men could see their mentions maybe men could see they’re meant to be
intentionally, emotional with empathy for every being
then we’d see she what has been subjected to for centuries
such bullsh-t

chorus
sound of shot gl-ss on the bar and a voice
propelling through a pa so precise no choice
but to listen, not only listen but truly hear
delivery of visions seen then written crystal clear

verse 2
i’m running through the jungle, the desert, and then antarctica
peace to all supporters astoria out to waterford
all of you, i mean thanks to each and every all of you
for all you do, keys made completely out of a walrus tooth

these days each beat behaves as i want it to
trees shade us from heat waves, as umbrellas do

stretch connections
each syl-al-alble’s reach
tests dimensions
niche still tall on my feet
real defens-m-n
still ill aiming for skeet
stay razor
made in an era where nothing leaked
i was in the kitchen when cl-ssics were being cooked up
privy to meetings you have to google to look up
when dame was bugging out in the office russell constructed
i was in that office too focused to be disrupted
he wasn’t much for discussion just
“f-ck you, f-ck him and f-ck them”
what then? what do you mean what then?
clearly i caught the end of an era near it’s combustion

- rick chyme man

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS