The Great Migration

[the silencer]

this threads been sleepin....Bronze ain't come around in a while damn..



lyrics to The Great Migration track

great fuckin song....love the flow and the structure of the verses...and the beat is just like scary..

lotta shit i'd like to have explained and/or cleared up on this one..

Yo, in the jungle
Streets hard, flee God
doubt God, why God?
moms heard me scream, like i been scorned
the beef so supreme lord
five toes, got hoes
playin for my house doughs
another dose of vicatin
slicin it, juttin in like sudden cuttin winds
and we got severe strokes, sword-tip
pen-pokes, send folks to hell
when the doors close, its hard here
my dear, kiss ya chin, miss again
this is Michigan, aka Babylon seas of sin
its me again, grabbin at ya backdoor like a rap-tor
you need me you ac-tors
revelations, came in, deterioratin men and women emcees....
go home and smoke them leaves..
Slice and dice, puree, my forte
is swordplay, chop off ya limbs day
sway off strings of ligaments
this nigga bends kept my limbs (??) and rock
black Timbs, only wins between pungent
dungeon walls and basements
Relentless, killa bee
sting like flyin jellyfish
A king who walks around, wit a pen, and a severed wrist


Yo, in the streets
Jungles deep, run from man, haunted land
skeletons they hauntin man, you argue fam we flauntin hands
and might just let the pipes bust
in the birth canal, I creep from wells, wit secret spells to teach and tell
my speech'll kill, its steep as hills
Its deeper still, we dwell on scarred blocks
where they scar cops, they don't even come
for evening suns, i'm grievin, and be needin guns
cuz stocks and bonds are far beyond the poverty lines we stand for years
Hooded life, crimson rain, singin in a veil of tears
trail of beers and vodka, i'm on a--different planet
i crack skulls like granite, that was blast outta cannons
From standin on porches, to handin off roach clips
i'm so swift, i broke ribs and came back like Joe Gibbs
Blow kids out boxes, box-cutters and glock clips
the loudest, obnoxious, shots just woke me from my worst nightmare
We thirst for light years, cuz dark days and grain stays
over me like no one seen
Can't control the scenes, i'm just an actor
in the scripts of life, my pen poison is quick to strike cuz skin moistness (??) my kryptonite, i skipped the hype
and took the elevator, towards Heaven's light....

[maestro wooz]

i kinda got away from listening to the album for a couple weeks, then a friend heard "more than gold" on pandora and asked me to send him the album, now we both been bumping it non stop the last couple days. Shit is still insane.

[MASTER PAI MEI]

i kinda got away from listening to the album for a couple weeks, then a friend heard "more than gold" on pandora and asked me to send him the album, now we both been bumping it non stop the last couple days. Shit is still insane.

yeah this album is a great album...I can listen to over and over...

[11th Chamber]

this has literally been the only album that has been gettin play in my car the last 3-4 weeks

[the silencer]

from an old Bronze interview i was lookin at today, from when TGM came out..

Bronze:

I know that in the past people have appreciated my beats more than my lyrics, but on this album, some of my lyrics might go past you, but if you rewind my lyrics, you'll see that I'm lyrically-crazy. I'm not a conceited cat, but I'm confident. I have some deep shit on there. I've lived a life where I've been through things and seen things. I just want people to respect the lyrics on this. The beats are going to be there. The beats are crazy already. Pay attention to the lyrics. I love y'all for supporting.

damn i hope we get some more updates on this thread i been jammin this album constantly lately...

"My habit's insane, performin an audio-topsy:
cotton-grown testosterone, got glocks for bones
drink a marsh of H20, think harsh darts n throw maybe blow
poison tips, razor tits, sour as lemon sticks my fetish is wet pussy wit splatter patterns.."

The Bronzeman verse might be my fav now....shit is so fuckin raw

[Bronze Nazareth]

Jus got a question about your openin line on "More The Gold"... Wha u mean when u say;"I'm a king with no wings, but we can box in one "

I meant Rings not wings.

More Than Gold
"thorough drumline slow, like DUMBO.."
i was always kinda thinkin its "Dumbo" because of the thorough slow drumline in the cartoon movie when hes performin at the circus and shit...but if aint Dumbo than i have no idea what it means..

stir a drumline slow like gumbo/

The Bronzeman
"the seeds of my cold blood travel through deep veins,/ grew up wit no hands, arms were spike ball and chain.."

this verse is straight up incredible throughout and i've always pondered this line...

and
"my possible scam, a sonogram of modern man.."

that first line is just imagery, cold blood in deep veins like the deeper the ocean the colder the water, so basically the more you push me the more explosion

and you the medeival spiked ball and chain? where its a metal ball with sharp spike on it, Im just exaggerrating here, I spiked ball and chains instead of arms

Stolen Van Gogh
"season beef like electrical seats"

if the goverment has a beef with you thats how they handle it, with the chair or imprisonment etc etc. So Im saying beef with me will get handled..

5th Chamber
"bottle this ????? ??? cherry pits and rusty blades,..."
can't make out this one part..

botanist (scientist who studies plants, green ones )/
rotten as cherry pits and rusty blades

Great Migration
i'm gonna type up this whole song soon cuz its one of the deepest and illest on the album but theres one line thats been stuck in my mind that i havent been able to interpret at all..

"my pen poison is quick to strike/ cuz skin moistness(?) my kryptonite.."

her skin moistness my kryptonite

[Ya_Bane]

"I'm a king with no rings but we can box in one"

always loved that opening line

So Bronze, what did you think about the track? Was it to crazy?

[the silencer]

this threads gotta come back to life...

[the silencer]

i had a long road trip back n forth from North Carolina over the weekend and i got to just zone out on this album a couple times and i realized i still have a bunch of unanswered lyric questions....


(besides the Great Migration title track, which i'm still hoping for a breakdown of...)


The Pain
"my girl's late and she don't act right either, for that I hit the ?sins of men? up like a heavy lifter"

altho i understand it's spoken within the context of a verse revealing the stresses of life, i don't get the stuff about "she don't act right either" especially when there's such a deep and dedicated love song only a few tracks later......and i have no idea what the second part means..

"Last night glass pipes reflect from my headlights"

maybe i'm reading way too into it....just sounds like "i saw crack pipes last night" but maybe there's much more to it..



More Than Gold
this track is lyrically insane....i always have these lines stuck in my head..but still a few that have me scratchin my head..

"I'm toxic spun off the marksman epiglottis"


i see this as a crazy visual imagery line, the epiglottis is the back of the throat and it's like the rhymes are "toxic" that's being shot out from the marksman's (the emcee's) throat...



"I hit the smoke stacker like my bitch was batter" ?



"Consider to sin or simmer my lines like roaches shimmer"



5th Chamber
"Vagabond with haggler harms, strangle with a herring bone"



Rare Breed
"Holdin on to weight like anaconda snakes, a man who tarnish sakes(?)"

"Ghetto's my toothpick i spit can't inhale scenes"

not sure if these are the correct lyrics on either one but it's what i think it sounds like....


$ (Cash Rule)
"Embers of piff lift leftover grains of cotton, that never blossom"

sounds like it's sayin how those descendants of slaves who still haven't risen up and been able to blossom are just gettin high off that piff...(mad poetic line)




that's pretty much all i've got....


but, like i said, the last song really needs a full breakdown i feel like.....i understand most of it but the shit just sounds so deep i'd like to hear how it all relates together...

[Bronze Nazareth]

The Pain
"my girl's late and she don't act right either, for that I hit the ?sins of men? up like a heavy lifter"

altho i understand it's spoken within the context of a verse revealing the stresses of life, i don't get the stuff about "she don't act right either" especially when there's such a deep and dedicated love song only a few tracks later......and i have no idea what the second part means..


That’s like phases of life, ya lady mught not be actin right at the moment,

For that I hit the Sinsemillalike a heavy lifter

Meaning I might smoke heavy cause of the stress, so much my arms go up and down lifting the blunt like weight training.



"Last night glass pipes reflect from my headlights"

maybe i'm reading way too into it....just sounds like "i saw crack pipes last night" but maybe there's much more to it..this is more so some visual shit like Im rolling down and I see all these reflections off my lights, and it’s the light reflecting off all of the fiends pipes



More Than Gold
this track is lyrically insane....i always have these lines stuck in my head..but still a few that have me scratchin my head..

"I'm toxic spun off the marksman epiglottis"


i see this as a crazy visual imagery line, the epiglottis is the back of the throat and it's like the rhymes are "toxic" that's being shot out from the marksman's (the emcee's) throat...
exactly
"I hit the smoke stacker like my bitch was batter" ?I hit the smoke stacker (blunt) like my bitch was battered (as if I’m a batterer who beats and repeatedly hits his wife)
"Consider to sin or simmer my lines like roaches shimmer"
Considered a sinner, simmer my lines like roaches shimmer
(sinner part is self expl., but Im saying to cook(think over) my lines like
roaches shimmer, when a roach clip is burning, the glow


5th Chamber
"Vagabond with haggler harms, strangle with a herring bone"
vagabond = drifter, marvin haggler the boxer, saying I got big knockout arms,
herring bone is a necklace cats used to wear, so it was just visual to choke an MC with that shit
Rare Breed
"Holdin on to weight like anaconda snakes, a man who tarnish sakes(?)"tarnish saints


"Ghetto's my toothpick i spit can’t inhale scenes"what I see I spit, Candid Hell Scenes



$ (Cash Rule)
"Embers of piff lift leftover grains of cotton, that never blossom"

sounds like it's sayin how those descendants of slaves who still haven't risen up and been able to blossom are just gettin high off that piff...(mad poetic line)close, just saying how we were stuck so bad then that we still feel it an smoke is one form of escape….


that's pretty much all i've got....
but, like i said, the last song really needs a full breakdown i feel like.....i understand most of it but the shit just sounds so deep i'd like to hear how it all relates together...

great migration is a lot of imagery, strung together to show you what I see

Yo, in the jungle
Streets hard, flee God
doubt God, why God?
moms heard me scream, like i been scorned
the beef so supreme lord
Vato’s, got holes
planned for my house doors
another dose of vicodin
slicin it, juttin in like sudden cuttin winds
and we got severe strokes, sword-tip
pen-pokes, send folks to hell
when the doors close, its hard here
my dear, kiss ya chin, missed again
this is Michigan, aka Babylon seas of sin
its me again, rapping at ya backdoor like a rap-tor (Edgar Allen Poe Poem)
you need me you ac-tors
revelations, came in, deterioratin men and women emcees....
go home and smoke them leaves..
Slice and dice, puree, my forte
is swordplay, chop off ya limbs they
sway off strings and ligaments
this nigga bends kevlar limbs and rock
black Timbs, only wins between pungent
dungeon walls and basements
Relentless, killa bee
sting like flyin jellyfish
A king who walks around, wit a pen, and a severed wrist


Yo, in the streets
Jungles deep, run from man, haunted land
skeletons they hauntin man, you argue fam we flauntin hands
and might just let the pipes bust
in the birth canal, I creep from wells, wit secret spells to teach and tell
my speech'll kill, in steepest hills
Its deeper still, we dwell on scarred blocks
where they scar cops, they don't even come
for evening suns, i'm grievin, and be needin guns
cuz stocks and bonds are far beyond the poverty lines we stand for years
Hooded life, crimson rain, singin in a veil of tears
trail of beers and vodka, i'm on a--different planet
i crack skulls like granite, that was blast outta cannons
From standin on porches, to handin off roach clips
i'm so swift, i broke ribs and came back like Joe Gibbs
Blow kids out boxes, box-cutters and glock clips
the loudest, obnoxious, shots just woke me from my worst nightmare
We thirst for light years, cuz dark days and rain stays
over me like Noah’s seen
Can't control the scenes, i'm just an actor
in the scripts of life, my pen poison is quick to strike
her skin moistness my kryptonite, i skipped the hike
and took the elevator, towards Heaven's light....

[the silencer]

thanks again...


this thread is amazing

[DR. NICK RIVIERA]

man, he comes every now or then, but damn, he does his shit...

as always huge props.

[the silencer]

for so long I couldn't really grab this line but I got it now and its fuckin crazy:

from Stolen van Gogh

"in Heaven's elevator I'll vocally murder you,
and pass thru like Ash Wednesday UNNOTICED"


i was always thinkin it was tryin to say how nobody pays attention to Ash Wednesday anymore but that was retarded of me....

Ash Wednesday is that one day where (if you observe it) u are ALWAYS fuckin noticed....everybody walks around with a smudge of black ash on their foreheads...

so the line is like he just blew u away in the elevator and now he's gettin out and walkin around the crowd with ashes (or maybe blood?) all over him like it's Ash Wednesday but nobody is noticin...


just had to point that out..

[Soldier of Darkness]

oh wowww! the man comes forth!

props to any and all artists down-to-earth enough to clarify their fans' questions themselves



fav. line on TGM:

"Certainly fakes get stomped into surgery dates!" (Rare Breed)

[MASTER PAI MEI]

Dope.