Adam`s Apple - Bradata feat. VPD, Tape 83.2 & Yugen Blakrok, VPD, Bradata

Adam`s Apple - Bradata feat. VPD, Tape 83.2 & Yugen Blakrok, VPD, Bradata

Год
2017
Язык
`English`
Длительность
207100

Below is the lyrics of the song Adam`s Apple , artist - Bradata feat. VPD, Tape 83.2 & Yugen Blakrok, VPD, Bradata with translation

Lyrics " Adam`s Apple "

Original text with translation

Adam`s Apple

Bradata feat. VPD, Tape 83.2 & Yugen Blakrok, VPD, Bradata

Theologians cloaked in pessimism

Faith frozen as sky gates open

Microwaves scramble brain states

Cells move in a retrograde motion

Out of reach for necrophiliacs

They only dream of touching my hands like sleeveless ??

I’ve pierced my quill right through the belly of hell

The lady plays the blues smooth

Synchronize to the moon and heard tunes

Like Tarrow to the fool in the blind spot

The third eye’s the ultimate tool

If these thought forms are the front lines ??

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Then our platoons conquer empires

Crush, kill, shake kings in their boots

So the poison pen leaks out blood drips

There will be no death unnecessary

Excuse the murder references, when it comes to words I’m a mercenary, thirsty

Breathing ??

reciting odes to the dark star

Yugen uncrafts scoping all directions like a hydra

Smithing these bars from the blue fires of finding coplet disorders

On star dust, architect for techs, seas like magnetic field orders

It takes eons for the late man to see the invisible hand hasm

But free minds see through the hoax like paranormal ectoplasm

And as I walk I wonder if there was any real consequence

If time’s a man made concept conceived only through our consciousness

Cuz seasons come and goes

But in my mental tabernacle I weave inside the golden age searching for Adam’s

apple

My brain catalogs details of what is and isn’t an ism

So in my gamma state my crown disperses light rays like a prism

And as we fight with what exists, separate the facts from the myths

Try to extract our beings from the dream, ??

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exists

In '84 I swam to a dead end, acoustic chamber was born ??

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knuckle

Buckle til I eventually learned to walk through walls like apparitions

Create time space for the spirits experience

To count seven blessings daily for each of my affiliates

Whose words had turned water violet in a purple black universe

I watch them shoot from the root, blue with every dedicated verse

Sifting bass thoughts through a funnel

Reality tunnel land

Flipping through dimensional gray area like television channel static

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