Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whizdom, artist - Blacastan. Album song Don't Look Down, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Whizdom |
| I hold futures, throw sutures at wounds |
| Open tombs let spirits loom, ancestors walk in the room |
| Talking of gloom, a dash of optimism if I rock the rhythm |
| The griot flowed, so I stopped to listen |
| Tales from then, those remain the lessons of now |
| Questions like «how» accumulate like sweat on your brow |
| Cumulus clouds, the precursors to three verses |
| The breeze made the trees nervous, the seas surfaced |
| As whales walk on land and talk like man |
| This one guy who thought he could fly, he hopped off dams |
| Successfully lands causing all his critics to cringe |
| Cynics’ll sing the eagle shared a pair of his wings |
| As the properties of all fall to unpredictability |
| I find myself suprisingly at peace in this vicinity |
| Spiritually, balanced at the crest of possibility |
| I let ALL I know go and did so willingly |
| Elements, instruments, musical formulas |
| Knowledge, intellect, I project wisdom |
| I see codes clear as there’s an ebb and a flow |
| Extend my arms to cradle knowledge that we never will know |
| And from my fingertips drips, eclipse |
| Upon dawn’s lips, nuclear grips on her bronze hips |
| As she lusts for the dusk the the light becomes cosmic |
| The beams gleam data? |
| Then prophets switch topics |
| Stop to just watch it and marvel in awe |
| If I’m asleep when I hear a beat, it tastes like stars |
| I’m Pi with these bars, I’m slightly ajar |
| You want more .one four the decimals of luster and lore |
| As decibels pour through speaker cones to leave you clones |
| DNA poem coffers of capillaries & bone |
| Offer ancillaries and tones that are pliable the sky is too low |
| That’s why dimensions keep my fires aglow |
| As the answers float just beyond halcyon |
| My knowledge drifts as I glimpse at the cliffs of Albion |
| Elements, instruments, musical formulas |
| Knowledge, intellect, I project wisdom |
| My mind state bubble over beats like Maxine |
| Stay clear of the trouble in the streets the vaccine |
| Enters your bloodstream, through headphone cords |
| Or wireless charge, Blac appears like a mirage |
| Park the horse drawn chariot in the garage |
| Like Maximus with face plates, face my mistakes |
| With no regrets, Russian roulettes with lit cigarettes |
| I wrote the type of antidote you can’t forget |
| Like my message to the people, Hare Krishna’s for Beatles |
| Swung the cape, released it on the 2″ tape |
| Now protons and neutrons form the right bomb |
| While me, Lif, and Edan form the right bond |
| My thoughts go beyond what was wrote in Qu’rans |
| Any emcee who disagree with me wave your arm |
| Take a sec to chop it up so we could hang like Saddam |
| Welcome to showbiz, now break a leg like Vietnam |