- 歌詞
- アルバムリスト
MasterPeace
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Hear Me Now
[Chorus]
[Matt Riches]
I'm one verse away from the end of the World today.
You've never heard me say it. Can You Hear Me Now?
[Nate Br'ganté]
I'm a Lion! Better step into My Den.
I'm a Lion! Better step into My Den.
I'm a Lion! Better step into My Den.
I'm a Lion.
[Verse 1]
This is Nate Brigante. That's the name, y'all listen.
I hate on bitches cuz I love strong women
I take bong hits, got that napalm vision
The world in my palms
Heartbreak long division
I guess I got a breath but not really livin'.
I'll encrypt a million syllables in a minute
I'm brilliant, ask anyone who knows their shit
They'll notice it, if not I'm way too focused!
And I know I'll hit the industry, the photo is a loaded clip
Catch your death of cold, poems potent so the flow is sick
Nate's code encrypted, New passwords at play
Outrageous, the irrational games and I'm playing. Don't stop at the fame, but the greatness.
If you don't see me grab your glasses and frames.
I'm bad on the page, pen captures the mayhem,
But I doubt you'll understand what I'm saying!
[Verse 2]
I'll turn this bitch to Tienanmen Square.
I got my hair up, so you better prepare,
I'm a terrorist, ever since I tried to leave Sydney,
I dare these Feds to come and get me.
I remember on my knees waiting for police and Deezy.
'I need to be free please G release me!'
Don't believe me? I got those trees in BC
To prove that I sweat and bleed for these 3!
Can you feel me? This ones for the record
You're gonna feel me, with these fucked kinesthetics
No redundance in method as I touch and caress
Another level of intensity, the cusp of this excellence.
I'm running, my breath is thick, the flow is kinda runny
Think you can stop me that's pretty damn funny.
White boy paler than a gram of Columbian.
I don't have money; I am money!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Here's the amendment to my most recent methods.
Clearheaded and serious, pasted smile sure released some tension.
The absurdity has yet to serve me to perfection.
Clouds inside my head, keep my thoughts inside a mess.
This pot and stylish pans, I'm lost in wildest plans
As I cross the fallen pines, the land is monstrous so I smile again.
Writing every rhyme to vent but aspens keep on chiming in.
Polite until incited, riot, crisis, so the crimes intense!
Midas, touched my golden mind, minus meds derived the finest sense.
Ok so time to beast out! Teeth out, eyes a violent lens.
Sterilize the hands then pry my mind out; the knife is like a pen.
Flash of light upon the mic, like lightning I strike again.
Nate-radamus, I got a Lion heart inside a Mayan head
Climb another Pile-on, no caution til I find the zen
Nate's gone haywire, on his game but hanging by a thread.
Man, while I was high I lost you,
it's time to fuckin' to fly again!
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