paroles de chanson Sound - Thelonius

Many years ago I went Glenside
Chestnut Hill was a long way from home
Graphic artist started college but then
I would pardon the watercolor for a microphone within my zone
I'm on my throne, and underground king
Bun B with a trill crown like Pimp C
Say what you say by any means I sew seeds
Before Thelonius they were calling me BC
Black Chris, whatever you wish
Whatever made sense, but I was kid back then with tunnel vision
I was sipping vodka breaking wallets on fine linen
I was playing through Kingdom Hearts queens among women
Tipping and leaning, alcohol and Promethazine
Watch them endure pain then morph into wolverines
But even in the heart of the war, I was around
In the background, God helping me create sounds

I'm alone in a life full of violence...
Then the silence...
I see a whole lot of values dying...
Through the rhyming...
And I don't know but I'm told...
I sing songs from my soul
When I'm in town... I'm not around...
I'm deep in the shadows
Creating God sounds

The second verse is like a second coming
Solid as Black Ice like a bobsled with Cool Running
Pardon the movie reference I drop them whenever nervous
I give you chinks in my armor I ain't perfect for sermons
I study Zeus like a titan up in the sky
Hercules in the spirit his father he would deny
Ride high in the cloud til the cannabis comes down
A description of how I fall when my harness is unbound
And I really don't have al of of scars
Only sacrifices of others that I carry far
In my heart, 'cuz on my shoulders I care boulders
The weight is frozen and colder than
Arctic under Northern Lights, the climate it drops slower
BFF packing backs and then left
Running from keeping communication full of regrets
Yet in the heart of the war, I was around
In the background, God helping me create sounds

I'm alone in a life full of violence...
Then the silence...
I see a whole lot of values dying...
Through the rhyming...
And I don't know but I'm told...
I sing songs from my soul
When I'm in town... I'm not around...
I'm deep in the shadows
Creating God sounds

I started in a group full of three
Dope emcees, music was the future to be
But then alot of things changed, my brothers they're switching lanes
In that stormy weather, I'm driving by myself up in that rain
Others call it break up, but I think of it more
As applying organic make up... either way in the morning
My music can make you wake up... nonbeliever you say what
Fighting devils from home with Angels In Venezuela
The following's here...
Disappoint the supporters one of my all-time fears
Built a reputation as prophet over the years
But I'm only a human being like I don't shed tears, I disappear in a lear
Jet high on a pedestal, the pressure is incredible
But I just wanna watermark my name until it's legible
In the heart of the war, I was around
In the background, God helping me create sounds

I'm alone in a life full of violence...
Then the silence...
I see a whole lot of values dying...
Through the rhyming...
And I don't know but I'm told...
I sing songs from my soul
When I'm in town... I'm not around...
I'm deep in the shadows
Creating God sounds