Love From A Blackbird by TG24 Lyrics
[Intro: Maven(Close Friend)]
I like love but understand lust
I Ain't truthful, I got my pen covered in blood
I like love but understand lust
I Ain't truthful, I got sin devoted from my blood
I come from many species but got the heart of a warrior
[Chorus: KZ]
The love of an poverty stricken maverick
Full of bullets placed on my chariot
Many cases thrown in juries of a word
The love story and lust depression from the blackbird
BlackBird……
[Verse 1: Tramail Grier]
My profession is reaped in deep killings of an exasperation
Outlined in crimson but the pigment releases the aviation
In the jungle of adaptations, the street's differentiation
Where seeds are planted for the future but already planted in coffins
Enough coughing the rough air, a tough year of popping
Either gunshots[gunshot sounds] or the police's siren
The prophet is carrying through the horizon with a baton ready for action
Or the orphanage of prawns, drawing my pawn
For any maxing, it's art of war but the rules in reverse
It's called hypocrisy where U and I are cursed
It's contradiction, manipulation and laws
Deception on my manuscript thanks for your loss
[Chorus: KZ]
The love of an poverty stricken maverick
Full of bullets placed on my chariot
Many cases thrown in juries of a word
The love story and lust depression from the blackbird
BlackBird……
[Verse 2: KZ]
Loyalty and Things fall apart towards the horizon
The rules apply to science: The truth, the facts
The booze instruct my act, to not believe in what's been out
Hard to develop a relationship with an alcoholic in your house
It's an evil experiment, advanced development
To settle in, these projects with these other prophets
To register these ghetto elements, lyrical negligence
For dead….(alive) presidents, it's a definition
Killing mockingbirds or just telling you the truth
That society is representation of the previous
Cruising and nonchalant chants, that shit sounds devious
To the undeveloped eye but to us, it's reality
The Tiger growls from hunger, the morning of this formality
[Chorus: KZ]
The love of an poverty stricken maverick
Full of bullets placed on my chariot
Many cases thrown in juries of a word
The love story and lust depression from the blackbird
BlackBird No Blackbird
[Verse 3: Tramail Grier]
Poetry, this is my activation on my location of the nest
Where figures breed for more reconciliation at its pinnacle
Chronicles of unborn killings, The bird travels through intersections
Without questions answered, you continue to remain within
Deep thought, in sleep socks where you discover your block
There's every one of me but an uneven distribution
Seven firmaments but fragments of disinclined
Retribution
Held down by the constitution, these streets got me seeing different resolutions
The Love of an poverty stricken maverick, you gots to have it
Lust depression from many concussed sessions have me
Shooting at your cabbage with an empty clip
We of the same ancestry, derived from African
An African King stands and understands other kings
[Outro: Mos Def]
Life is temporary but the soul is eternal
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this
Life is temporary but the soul is eternal
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this
[Poem: Tramail Grier]
The incarceration the system has applied
Wings of a broken butterfly
Of the loss of a great soldier
The dark bloodline lives for the spirit
Black int devoted to the inscription
The love advent from the same descent
But adversary drives through the tiger
I like love but understand lust
I Ain't truthful, I got my pen covered in blood
I like love but understand lust
I Ain't truthful, I got sin devoted from my blood
I come from many species but got the heart of a warrior
[Chorus: KZ]
The love of an poverty stricken maverick
Full of bullets placed on my chariot
Many cases thrown in juries of a word
The love story and lust depression from the blackbird
BlackBird……
[Verse 1: Tramail Grier]
My profession is reaped in deep killings of an exasperation
Outlined in crimson but the pigment releases the aviation
In the jungle of adaptations, the street's differentiation
Where seeds are planted for the future but already planted in coffins
Enough coughing the rough air, a tough year of popping
Either gunshots[gunshot sounds] or the police's siren
The prophet is carrying through the horizon with a baton ready for action
Or the orphanage of prawns, drawing my pawn
For any maxing, it's art of war but the rules in reverse
It's called hypocrisy where U and I are cursed
It's contradiction, manipulation and laws
Deception on my manuscript thanks for your loss
[Chorus: KZ]
The love of an poverty stricken maverick
Full of bullets placed on my chariot
Many cases thrown in juries of a word
The love story and lust depression from the blackbird
BlackBird……
[Verse 2: KZ]
Loyalty and Things fall apart towards the horizon
The rules apply to science: The truth, the facts
The booze instruct my act, to not believe in what's been out
Hard to develop a relationship with an alcoholic in your house
It's an evil experiment, advanced development
To settle in, these projects with these other prophets
To register these ghetto elements, lyrical negligence
For dead….(alive) presidents, it's a definition
Killing mockingbirds or just telling you the truth
That society is representation of the previous
Cruising and nonchalant chants, that shit sounds devious
To the undeveloped eye but to us, it's reality
The Tiger growls from hunger, the morning of this formality
[Chorus: KZ]
The love of an poverty stricken maverick
Full of bullets placed on my chariot
Many cases thrown in juries of a word
The love story and lust depression from the blackbird
BlackBird No Blackbird
[Verse 3: Tramail Grier]
Poetry, this is my activation on my location of the nest
Where figures breed for more reconciliation at its pinnacle
Chronicles of unborn killings, The bird travels through intersections
Without questions answered, you continue to remain within
Deep thought, in sleep socks where you discover your block
There's every one of me but an uneven distribution
Seven firmaments but fragments of disinclined
Retribution
Held down by the constitution, these streets got me seeing different resolutions
The Love of an poverty stricken maverick, you gots to have it
Lust depression from many concussed sessions have me
Shooting at your cabbage with an empty clip
We of the same ancestry, derived from African
An African King stands and understands other kings
[Outro: Mos Def]
Life is temporary but the soul is eternal
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this
Life is temporary but the soul is eternal
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this
[Poem: Tramail Grier]
The incarceration the system has applied
Wings of a broken butterfly
Of the loss of a great soldier
The dark bloodline lives for the spirit
Black int devoted to the inscription
The love advent from the same descent
But adversary drives through the tiger