Nieve And Cook - Blackbird | Текст песни

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• Nieve And Cook
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[Verse 1]

Yo it’s the under minded low-down dirty rotten
Most forgotten old bastard, no one taught him
Supposed to call him but one name for his first to last
Spit a verse and moved forward to the first in class
Iconoclast, titans clash, hide the flask
Hold your liquor till you’re grown and have the rite of path
A tired math and algebraic brain function
It ain’t nothing, if you gotta push then say something
If not, leave it to the ? on his golden throne
Holds his own in the zone like he’s all alone
I wrote a poem with the lines in it are very twisted
Ghouls and mystics, wounds self-inflicted
Who’s next to lift it? The sword in the stone
You ain’t even top five on my cellular phone
How you supposed to be alive when the rest of them gone?
Oh you thought your longevity’s Sylvester Stallone? Nah

[Chorus x 2]

Blackbird fly away, you don’t have to stay
Clear skies today, tomorrow could bring grey

[Interlude]

*Clapping*
Thank you very much. Stop that. No, stop that. No, please. Too kind.

[Verse 2]

Smokey rooms, a jazz club’s own perfume
Sax man has a little blunt inside his hat, man
The tip jar got a dime and three dollars
A picture of his wife, his son, and his three daughters
Illumination, the moonlight moves in phases
Sorta like we do in the most difficult of situations
Who’s to say this isn’t the way?
So until the early morning the musicians will play
Keep it mellow as an upright bass
Hear the tenor saxophone speak the language that one might say
Paint the pictures that one might paint
If they had a little lost cause you know who’s the top boss
Rock stars, but my style is more bebop
My homie Fat Tony on the drums, I call him beat box
Write my lyrics with the blackbird’s feather
Sit back and try to capture tigress in red pleather

[Chorus x 2]

[Outro]

Yeah, thank you for coming out, I hope you enjoyed the show. My name’s Nieve, I’ll be here all night. Make sure to tip your producer too.

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