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    bronze is a madman with the lyrics we know and while we got the chance im gonna make this thread

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    Good morning(A nice hell)

    Let me walk you through the yards where life is truly hard
    On the pathway, from a disease that ashtray
    All day, we on the grind like Monday
    Just let me smoke my insence, life is intense
    Like the Black Day in July..
    Excuse me, mam, I'm just try'nna get by
    Just try'nna get past these souls that fly
    Like the bullets down my way, hoes around my way
    Souls is drowing in the dead sea of sex and Alize
    Look out for the dead children, maybe you'll find hope
    Sitting in the building, around a plate of that coke

    dope stuff,

    Damage your mammo-grammy, we see what's in your heart
    On the road to nowhere, the boulevard; Rosa Parks
    Those are sharks,(?) wake up, cause the jakes up
    Just try'nna reach for his goal, he reach for his gun
    It ain't no Tums when the heart burns like the sun
    Tears for the whine, sims,(?) this can't be life
    Flowers for sale, half off the funeral price

    why half off the funeral price?

    Rock skip accross lungs, family are stunned
    Good morning, the flute plays my song of sorrow
    Today we got hope, but what about tomorrow?
    Good afternoon, still blast the same tune
    Good evening, thiefs theme was his demon


    He came screaming, like "Blaow! Nigga fuck ya life"

    loved that line when i first heard the song

    Good night, sometimes hell seems kinda nice
    She came tears, screaming, like why they take his life?
    Kissed his forehead in the coffin, good night


    Float through the day, like heroin in the veins
    Of a mad sinner, from whiskey to a bad liver
    It's mad different, when he trying on my shoes
    Maybe they learn in turn, that I don't wanna breathe booze
    And they don't wanna sell birds, bricks & bodily germs
    Just try'nna reach our goals, so we reach for what burns
    And I probably know I'm wrong, but it's the same old song
    On the radio playlist, how the sales made him famous
    And you probably wouldn't see us, just as niggaz & felons
    Maybe you'll find promise in a box of ego talents
    Maybe you'll see dreams in the eyes of the fiends
    And to trade(?) green for green, is the best way, it seems
    Now we ain't say we innocent, angels, or preacher's sons
    But you slap my hand away whenever I reach for funds

    Anger and pain, take a banger to George brain
    On the train to nothingness, with wildermere dreams

    wildermere, connecticut? I tried to look this up and it seems like wildermere is a nice area to live in connecticut. And who's george?

    It ain't no time, when freedom is on the clock
    I either join your sports team or I a bench press a glock

    become an athlete or become a "gangster" when growing up?

    Good morning, I guess we never broke the slavery bonds
    Cause I came out the precint with the same chains on
    Good afternoon, I'm still laughing at the moon
    Good evening, we all poured our liquor out grieving
    Poured our liquor grieving..


    Psalm(?) pulled a pipe, like wait, I love life
    Good night, sometimes you die after you see the light
    He shot to the side like last night's dice
    Missed the man on purpose, cause he regained his sight
    Psalm(?) pulled a pipe, like wait, I love life
    Good night, sometimes you die after you see the light
    He shot to the side like Antonio McDyess

    i like it but i dont get the dice reference

    Missed the man on purpose, cause he regained his sight

    i understand this last chorus, but i dont understand what is being shot to the side. A pipe, some kind of crack pipe? a gun?

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    Dope


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    Killa Sin had the sickest verse on TGM.

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    these are the lyrics silencer type up for black royalty, i think theyre pretty accurate.


    Royal golden, watch my inner soul flowing
    Like leaves in a Galilee current towards the ocean
    Grab it and smoke one, but don't overdose lungs
    I'll trade you these scriptures, if you hand me your guns
    Made it for students in the school of life
    I could write a sun ray, author a full moon's light
    My words are sutchers to a broken future
    That stitch clouds together, lift you to God, when we lose ya
    I speak planets, think mountains, deep fountains
    Bleed messages, tell the welfare kids
    Place Saturn's rings around a splattered kid's wig
    Send him to Heaven's gates, to earn his severed wings
    I great the fallen angels with a second chance
    On the blankets of death, like winter Indian chants (??)
    My thoughts float through the city, homeless men heard me
    Found more dreams in my rhymes, than that flask of wild turkey
    Open and pour it, withdraw it, before he sipped it
    Put his bottle in his coat and said "that kid is gifted"
    Follow a spiral staircase into my brain wave
    Count every step and see exactly where the pain lays
    Aline my watch with a biological clock
    Drag the moon into a womb, tell your child, you could watch
    Then maybe you'll never leave, follow (?) this child as a seed
    Black Royalty, the horns my robe, crown and habitat
    On the black top, I spoke to Judas, he regretted that
    Metal gat, my habits like fresh fleets of heroin
    Look close, and saw the map of Detroit streets, in his arm
    The city climbed in that old picture of me in the frame
    And asked the man i used to know, why the fuck I changed
    Told him with no expression, words were on the page
    Written in goblins, ghosts & the hemoglobin of slaves
    I drew blood in the shape of the Wu symbol
    My rhymes are hieroglyphics, left for mystics in temples
    Carefully build each bar, like I welded you a jail
    Then smoke from the same plants black magic used to heal
    And blow the residue in the 9/11 wind direction
    Stranger than fiction how those buildings stand as missing
    Back in deep thought like a rich man now homeless
    Stroke the fire like intern's hips in melty moments
    This is triumphant warrior overthrow
    Vivid like my face carved in black foot totem pole
    They ask whose the Wu-Tang poet so graphic
    They sent him towards The Wisemen, and he came to Nazareth


    still got questions about the line "stroke the fire like interns hips in melting moments"

    I think it could be "stroke the five" but that doesnt make any more sense

    drop any other thoughts

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    Damage your mammo-grammy, we see what's in your heart
    On the road to nowhere, the boulevard; Rosa Parks
    Those are sharks,(?) wake up, cause the jakes up
    Just try'nna reach for his goal, he reach for his gun
    It ain't no Tums when the heart burns like the sun
    Tears for the whine, sims,(?) this can't be life
    Flowers for sale, half off the funeral price
    the boulevard, (East and West Grand Ave in Detroit is known as the boulevard), Rosa Parks is also a street in Detroit.

    "Dozin' sharks wake up/because the Jakes up" talkin about early morning drug raids, waking the sharks up early morning, which leads to him reaching....

    Tears for D'WAN SIMS this cant be life!

    half off the funeral price because they make so much off sales they can afford half off for funeral flowers



    And to trade(?) green for green, is the best way, it seems


    selling that greenery for money


    Anger and pain, take a banger to George brain
    On the train to nothingness, with wildermere dreams


    saying the frustration just makes you wanna shoot George.....Bush of course. Wildemere is a street in Detroit 7 mile area, with big rich houses..I was riding by one day like damn I want a house like that....dreamin


    Psalm(?) pulled a pipe, like wait, I love life
    Good night, sometimes you die after you see the light
    He shot to the side like last night's dice
    Missed the man on purpose, cause he regained his sight
    Psalm(?) pulled a pipe, like wait, I love life
    Good night, sometimes you die after you see the light
    He shot to the side like Antonio McDyess


    i like it but i dont get the dice reference

    Missed the man on purpose, cause he regained his sight

    i understand this last chorus, but i dont understand what is being shot to the side. A pipe, some kind of crack pipe? a gun?



    "Saw him Pull the pipe" like wait I love life
    shot to the side life last nights diec is llike when you shooting dice, sometimes they might roll off to the side.
    A gun is being shot to the side. He pulled the gun on dude, so dude was like "wait I love life!", he shot to the side on purpose and missed because he realized it wasnt right aka missed him on purpose cause he regained his sight.....

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    goddamn this is becomin my fav part of this whole fuckin website...

    at first i didnt like the song $(Cash Rule) but last few times i been listenin to the album this shit has really been catchin my attention...lotta emotion and deep shit it in it...

    this line particularly, altho i dono if im graspin it fully:
    "brilliant display of white snow in those haunted lots
    plus the chillin degrees are all routine
    take all the CREAM wit ????? vaccine that make it seem as if
    we just as cold as our hands in sweet december mist.."

    it seems like its sayin that they've taken all the money and left ppl out in the cold AND it makes them seem as if they're just cold, evil ppl...but im not gettin one of the words in there..

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    damn, Bronze, thanks for droppin' by...can't wait for your next album

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    wow good looks bronze, much appreciated. Im gonna drop some more questions.

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    Can anybody give me some info on Bronze albums to cop, i wanna buy his records after reading these lines shit!!
    Last edited by Mantra; 04-04-2007 at 11:27 AM.



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    maestro:

    Under blankets of death, like winter Indian chants - talking bout when they came over and gave the Native Americans blankets filled with diseases, such as smallpox etc etc...

    Then maybe you'll never leave, a fatherless child as a seed....


    stroke the fire like interns hips in melting moments - just meaning Ima keep shit hot, keep it going but do it carefully, like I had this beautiful intern who hips I was stroking at the time - melting moments, hot sex, good pussy or whatever you wanna call it nahmean? so I tied that in...



    Silencer:


    brilliant display of white snow in those haunted lots
    plus the chillin degrees are all routine
    take Gold and Cream with warning vaccine

    that make it seem as if
    we just as cold as our hands in sweet december mist



    the whole song is about money, collecting it, being owed etc.
    like when I say:

    "9 dead men to cast metal for no reason to travel on"
    9 dead men are 9 faces of the dead presidents on the bills
    on the currency, washington on the dollar, etc etc


    cast metal - meaning to shoot bullets, but also cast metal is also known as a die so money is something to kil for and something to die for...double meaning

    THANKS TO EVERYONE FOR THE LOVE AND SUPPORT. KEEP SPREADING THE WORD, WE NEED SALES!! 100

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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    Can anybody give me some info on Bronze albums to cop, i wanna buy his records after reading these lines shit!!
    go cop the Great Migration and the new Wisemen album brother....and prepare to listen to that old real shit..

    at some point today im gonna perform the task of typing up the lyrics to Poem Burial Ground (with plenty of mistakes) because listening closely to it today that song is a lyrical masterpiece...

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    this song is bananas..

    definitely a few things here im not sure of, especially in the second verse, but heres what i got...

    (it's long but i'm typing the whole song out cuz i want this thread to sort of be a resource for those lookin for lyrics...cuz places like ohhla.com and all them usually post up totally garbled bullshit on their pages....)

    Poem Burial Ground

    Yo my ravenous thoughts, savages taught
    Massively brought axes and hatchets to solve
    Records match dastardly corpse
    Graphics and bolts flash the magic is rough
    You lack sight mothafucka your swords n masses are dull
    We grapplin dough
    You back in shackles and cuffs
    Mathematical snuffs
    Madness is lust i HAD to construct
    actions of thought, flashin whats tucked
    passion as grimey as muck
    A butcher has struck, hackin the surface of skulls
    Lackin a purpose for rational reason for swingin in hall
    My granny (?) is hand-writin on walls
    I send lightning thru halls
    that strike like wolverine claws
    Raps out bullets who sore the cartilage in ya jaw
    filaments ligaments tore, thats how a pillage is born
    I'm spillin ya soul, like wolves we can blaze in the cold
    My halo is old, got it from grand-dad when he died
    Beagle sad eagle eyes they dark as broken street lights
    Deep as ocean sea life
    Need me like gamblers need dice
    Shambles and hoods wit steep blight(??)
    Thats why i couldn't see right,
    Once said "this couldn't be life"
    it hits like 3 pipes
    I'm still ill as seasick slaves, dig emcees deep as graves [whaaaat!!!]
    Wigs meet this amnesia shave, I bleed on page
    then sleep wit rage
    NIGGA READ EACH PAGE!!!

    "it rests on 13 acres of earth over the very center.. of hell..
    here is the first to offer, to the daring, a look into the final maddening space between life and death
    sites and sounds far beyond anything you've tested
    (not sure bout this part-->) to avoid thinking, keep dreaming.."

    Yo my sinister stings glimmer like ministers rings,
    echo like singers who sing in hills and valleys of kings
    Alleys and gallery art
    Mallory Gatlin cohart (??)
    travel when power line sparks
    I ???? to follow my heart
    Archery shower of darts
    Cowards (??) wit flowers that park
    Calculus algebra heart
    Falcon beak arrowhead shark
    Marriage ya marrow and bark
    Stare at a mirror and crack it,
    Carnage wit targets and ratchets
    Suspenseful dense (??) when our habits
    like keepin arms in our jackets
    A farmer's verse like a harvester
    Crimes in ?????? forest
    die in a thirst and a famine
    Drivin' a hearse thru ya basement
    my cadences came in fiendin' a bite when they say "Amen"
    peeling cotton enslavement
    thats how the place spin like bottles
    my kiss of death might've got u
    stockin my shelters wit gospel
    hot like lava on the bodies of models
    ??? I'm an apostle, hospital cut-throat
    My goblins sent you, ask the emcee for my news quote(??)
    I'm bogglin' kin folk
    Modelin' hobblin' pen strokes [(sick line)]
    I'm wealthy in mental
    You pull on the chains of a limo
    Language is terminal
    Since urban servants is burning you
    Lyrics see-through, brain angles from deep roots
    Chemical alchemy too
    Throw u from balcony stoops
    Isn't he too...SICK like that chronic fatigue?
    Deeper than subsonic leaves
    pull trees thats root-free....

    I probably got alot wrong but take a look at that shit....the first like 300 times i heard this song everything just flies over my head and i was just like "wow what a beat, and his flow is crazy" and then u check the lyrics and its like WHAAAT....its amazing he fits this much substance into 1 fuckin song...reminds me of Gza lyrics, like they need to be studied almost...

    what do you guys think of this song??? (especially now that i just took the time to type up the lyrics)
    Last edited by the silencer; 04-04-2007 at 07:37 PM.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Bronze Nazareth View Post
    maestro:

    Under blankets of death, like winter Indian chants - talking bout when they came over and gave the Native Americans blankets filled with diseases, such as smallpox etc etc...
    ah alright, i always thought it was "chance"


    Then maybe you'll never leave, a fatherless child as a seed....

    stroke the fire like interns hips in melting moments - just meaning Ima keep shit hot, keep it going but do it carefully, like I had this beautiful intern who hips I was stroking at the time - melting moments, hot sex, good pussy or whatever you wanna call it nahmean? so I tied that in...
    thats what i always thought it was, but i couldnt explain how you could relate an intern to sex, it's a late 90's american thing to understand.

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    Yo my ravenous thoughts, savages taught
    Massively brought axes and hatchets to *saw*
    Records match dastardly corpse
    Graphics and bolts flash the magic is rough
    You lack sight mothafucka your swords n masses are dull
    We grapplin dough
    You back in shackles and cuffs
    Mathematical snuffs
    Madness is lust i HAD to construct
    I HAD to, love it

    actions of thought, flashin whats tucked
    passion as grimey as muck
    A butcher has struck, hackin the surface of skulls
    Lackin a purpose for rational reason for swingin in hall

    "My grammy is here writing on walls"

    his grandmother and his heritage and past and everything are there writing with him, he's writing for them

    I send lightning thru halls
    that strike like wolverine claws
    Raps out bullets who sore the cartilage in ya jaw
    filaments ligaments tore, thats how a pillage is born
    I'm spillin ya soul, like wolves we can blaze in the cold
    My halo is old, got it from grand-dad when he died
    Beagle sad eagle eyes they dark as broken street lights
    "beagle sad eagle eyes" "they dark as broken street lights"
    zounds

    Deep as ocean sea life
    Need me like gamblers need dice
    Shambles and hoods wit steep blight(??)
    steep plight maybe?

    Thats why i couldn't see right,
    Once said "this couldn't be life"
    it hits like 3 pipes
    I'm still ill as seasick slaves, dig emcees deep as graves [whaaaat!!!]
    Wigs meet this amnesia shave, I bleed on page
    then sleep wit rage
    NIGGA READ EACH PAGE!!!

    "it rests on 13 acres of earth over the very center.. of hell..
    here is the first to offer, to the daring, a look into the final maddening space between life and death
    sites and sounds far beyond anything you've tested
    (not sure bout this part-->) to avoid thinking, keep dreaming.."
    Yo my sinister stings glimmer like ministers rings,
    echo like singers who sing in hills and valleys of kings
    Alleys and gallery art
    Mallory Gatlin cohart (??)
    travel when power line sparks
    through the power of google, i think it might be "mallory catlett", who it looks like is a theatre director. Would go along with some of the comparisons before it, but i dont know what's special about her.


    the flow on this part is just vicious

    I ???? to follow my heart
    Archery shower of darts
    Cowards (??) wit flowers that park
    Calculus algebra heart
    Falcon beak arrowhead shark
    Marriage ya marrow and bark
    Stare at a mirror and crack it,
    Carnage wit targets and ratchets
    Suspenseful dense (??) when our habits
    like keepin arms in our jackets
    A farmer's verse like a harvester
    Crimes in ?????? forest
    die in a thirst and a famine
    Drivin' a hearse thru ya basement
    my cadences came in fiendin' a bite when they say "Amen"
    peeling cotton enslavement
    thats how the place spin like bottles
    my kiss of death might've got u
    stockin my shelters wit gospel
    hot like lava on the bodies of models
    ??? I'm an apostle, hospital cut-throat
    My goblins sent you, ask the emcee for my news quote(??)
    I'm bogglin' kin folk
    Modelin' hobblin' pen strokes [(sick line)]
    I'm wealthy in mental
    You pull on the chains of a limo

    not really sure about any of the question marks you had, ill let more qualified people respond, but the flow for these lines is just raw, eating the track absolutely alive.

    I dont mind how theres more words in bronze's songs that i cant make out than in other ones, cause thats bound to happen when you flow foolish like on this song.

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