Brockmire

I've made peace with my past
Your past can only hurt you if you let it

Sound Of  Cannae

Well...
For the dead, I have poetry
For the living?
My sincerest apologies

Remy ever rock a beat the same
Spitting flames in the sleet and rain
Tell the baddest thing Auf Wiedersehen
Wiedersehen
Wiedersehen
Rap game Brockmire (S'right)
Rap game Brockmire (S'right)
Rap game Brockmire (S'right)
Rap game Brockmire (S'right)
(Repeat)

Remy never rocks a beat the same
Spitting flames in the sleet and rain
Tell the baddest thing Auf Wiedersehen
Unless it's Phoenix, she's the sweetest thing
Rap game Brockmire (S'right)
Fast lanes rot tires (S'right)
Smash frames with a bad dame
‘Cause the mack game's not rivaled (S'right)
Gab play's like a gat spray
If she’s past 8, I'll snipe her (S'right)
On lax days, if the ass is great
With a lacked face, I might just (S'right)
Cascade my sight (S'right)
With a fat J and a glass of Grey
I don’t masquerade like I like her
I cast away when the night's done
Ma can't stay when the light comes
Nah
And I don't vacillate
You never noticed I ain't ask your name?
Never noted that though the tab was paid
Not a door was opened, or dazzle displayed?
It's a ravenous game
I ain't Dos, cappie, my brand of savagery's
Data shattering
Ask your cavalry
Shake and stagger free
That's the alchemy
Maybe alc in me
(S'wavy)

Q Rémy come and fool with me
But forgive me for slurring words
Got that Goose in me
Blowin' Cindy
Swervin' a 3rd through the YUL city
Loop spinning that Yardbird and that Mood Indy

Quincy be gone off the juice
Drowning the sounds my two
I can't recoup
Holly, ma, I was a fool
I'm jocund for you
And solaced by what you produced
But the truth is I swear
I ain’t been soothed since my errors
I was too aloof there in the room where
There was proof shared of our heirs
Now my air seems to be ne’er clean
And my rare sleep breeds weird dreams
And I’m fairly certain our perished seed
Are now paranormal
Cherub beings speaking clear to me
Keen wanted to be like Pericles
Shelley wanted to be like Carol Marin
And they both would’ve hooped to their parents' glee
And had a flair for teaching
And every prayer and plea you’ve ever said for E
Know they hear and see it (s'right)
Every fear, unease that their sister keeps
They’ll be there to extinguish
After you’re buried in peace (s'right)
And I’m buried beneath (s'right)
But for now I’m primed for temerarious deeds
Being stirred by the Geese

Q Rémy come and fool with me
But forgive me for slurring words
Got that Goose in me
Blowin' Cindy
Swervin' a 3rd through the YUL city
Loop spinning that Yardbird and that Mood Indy

Remy never rocks a beat the same
Spitting in flames in the sleet and rain
Tell the baddest thing Auf Wiedersehen
Wiedersehen
Wiedersehen
Rap game Brockmire (S'right)
Rap game Brockmire (S'right)
Rap game Brockmire (S'right)
Rap game Brockmire (S'right)
(Repeat)

Of course life sucks
You just gotta put one foot in front of the other
And carry your burdens on your back until the crush you
You don't get on a microphone and cry about it like a little bxtch