Brasso - Common Market

Brasso - Common Market

Альбом
The Winter's End EP
Год
2009
Язык
`English`
Длительность
144040

Below is the lyrics of the song Brasso , artist - Common Market with translation

Lyrics " Brasso "

Original text with translation

Brasso

Common Market

A la Chopin pull the hamstring lovely

I run the option to go in tough with nothin but dust to cover me

Not one in this republic stand to govern me yeah

I study the summary curmudgeonry buffs in the introductory

That surpass with the purpose of servants superfluous verbage

For your agenda to render worthless your herb stash

Ante up blades of glory Gordie how the champ cut?

Skate the eight around fanboys holdin they Stanley Cup

Play nice coconut off flavor they shaved ice

Sippin with the quickness want no driplets on them Alifes

Spot in winner’s circle I buy into

Mama Roberts make me genetically tied to highshoe

Baptized in Jericho that’s where the mission come from

Smart about it brought a fish up out it when I finish done

Fried like the rest of the spread see to it they get fed

Clear the table space go 'head and lay ya head

(Not hearin' what you say to me)

Read a life in to the brass slide in to an «A» and play to raise the dead

Work with that serrated when they make it hard to break the bread

Sup wit us sup wit us

Bring a drink and you could sup wit us sup wit us yeah

Horny sections string along the wind pretend to follow me

Blew you out of first chair spare me the novelty

Fuck wit us fuck wit us

Do you a favor son and fuck wit us fuck wit us yeah uh

Bobbleheads properly noddin gobbled the gospel

Let apostles at the brothel bet god said it in darker red

Copy edit mark tread light across the manuscript

Dark valley dwellers in the cellar with the candle lit

Mic hot incantator grip it like a torch

I see the writing on the wall before me a sign of sorcery

Formula for forgery you borin me to tears

This is child’s play ain’t no fuckin mcs here

Flood the dungeon with rainwater and watch 'em all retreat

Curb your sharp tongues bastard your raft has sprung a leak

Lake swallow the bodies of hobbyists holler you’re volatile

Caught a view of the harbor out the lobby of the hospital

Plot to bottle potables pour a little saccharine

RA sugar the pusher of pure real acumen

Drink deep potency beyond the normal content

Blink sleep death before them horns come in

Uh

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