BRONZE NAZARETH - This Thing Of Undying Love lyrics

rate me

Our love for this shit - runs deep

We done concentrated many nights stay up studying this shit

Freestyling, writing lyrics, beats

We love this shit to the death

We'll go to the ground for hip-hop, to the grave

We love this shit, we breathe this shit

This shit is for us, this is the end of what

For The Unknown, where ever you are, peace

Yeah, this is my love right here

I mean it's wack, I'm talking about this dope

This is real niggas, I'm about to school y'all mothafuckas

Real love right here, love...

How I breathe my sisters through these lines that I can see

Transfusion the pollution through these veins that I bleed

This is my blood and we can walk those who followed best they could

Fell off the blaze right on the glass fragments decayed

If I'm gon' pass I lay hoping to find a better ways

The sync flows to my heart when it murmurs and goes astray

60-80 when I'm unrelated to the pen and paper

I love this to the death but at the same time I hated

Same one that had me begging for jobs on applications

And resumes, and work dime to pass the time away

Soon to see my shining day, my dream is drying away

But I'm a find a way to escape hurling sky's of gray

Where the Ozone defines I implant my deep lines

Scribed in minds, so all civilization died

And when we see sunrise I re-teach the unwise

He who never tries waste lives

Let's plan our devise for hip-hop

Through my weary eyes, and my children's cause

Building to rise, I supervise espionage known as child

Degrading to creative humankind

It was times my love hand me thinking the scary heist

I got an uncommon hatred toward Adolph Nyce

I think it's God sending me message telling me live my life

Behind keyboards and mics, but this world of ice

Has me dreaming in pipes, bidding my only advice

With enough deepness to rupture Earth sexagonal structure

I'm a make it outta this trap even if I have to suffer

I've payed my dues, I've slaved my crews

My wrist stays bruise, my pants stays huge

Disillusion but my love stays strong

The road stays long, my money seems gone

I pray on and on, on and on

To get my message to the masses through my songs

The breathless lungs whose bruised mind and a numb tongue

My ink pen abused, used and unsung

Living the struggle in between my sweat puddles in ink lines

Callous hands force me to form rhymes

No vacations for these cartridges that I'm breaking

Either triumphed behavior or fatal failure

Divinely rock bottom, they ain't letting us stop 'em

Immaculate Conception of the mighty written weapon

Stagnation yelling; "work them 40 hours"

But when you got dreams the future says that's for cowards

I garnish my paper with blood, sweat, and hard labor

Eventual residue of sweat pours out later

My intellect stalls but I fall back on y'all

For subconscious total recall, yo I've hurl for you

Walked these eleven miles by the curb for you

Cut off ex-girls for you, went to church for you

Bust my ass and got hurt for you, stole for you

Slept on the floor for you, didn't eat for you

Didn't sleep for you, did dirt for you

Didn't go to work for you, spent my last dime on you

Kinda played it high crimes for you

Lied to my pops for you

All this bullshit just to stay close to you

Did all this shit and might as well make the most of you

Yeah, this is from the heart, baby

That nigga watch out, 50/50, the entity

Real love, The Unknown baby, put my heart in everything

My life, peace, peace...