1. |
Marathon
02:39
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(The Gum)
At the door, ding dong
Aerosmith, Dream on
Light's out, day's gone
Get the green, Qui-Gon
Gin down, drink's on
201 ain't unknown
Yeah we run this shit just like a marathon
At the start, just a small fish (Splash)
Swam my way to glory, swish (Swish)
1,2,3 don't need no wish (Aladdin, paladin)
Allow me to serve your favorite dish (Tofu bitch)
Hey, I ain't tryna reach
Took a stop cause I gotta breathe
Donald Trump, should've been impeached
Put that motherfucker on a leash
Plain and simple, pay up capiche
Pay my dues to the castle, so I get the peach
At the door, ding dong
Aerosmith, Dream on
Light's out, day's gone
Get the green, Qui-Gon
Gin down, drink's on
201 ain't unknown
Yeah we run this shit just like a marathon
(Brock Wilson)
On va jusqu'au bout
Boy, j'te dis on fait pas d'escales
On chasse juste la nuit
Accompagnés du banc de squales
Bande de corsaires, la contrebande dans la cale
Fuck ton procès
Y a trois bombes cachées dans ta malle
Pour faire brûler la ville
Tout se consume dans la hargne
Tous mes gars sont real
Y a personne qui joue de personnage
I'm piercing the veil, I be swinging my flail
I'm drowning in meds, bitch i'm losing my head
Caught in a circle, tourner en rond
Coffin to the craddle, hurler mon nom
Hurling and swerving, nowhere's like home
Hurt, undeserving, shot to the dome
Mais quand la nuit tombe, les idéaux qui s'effondrent
Le démons mènent la valse puis font danser tout le monde
Belzebuth balbutie la Bible
Ainsi disparait la cible
Jeune Baphomet, keep lying just to stack a bill
(What, what?)
Jeune Baphomet, bitch I only go in for the thrill
Only go in for the kill
(The Gum)
At the door, ding dong
Aerosmith, Dream on
Light's out, day's gone
Get the green, Qui-Gon
Gin down, drink's on
201 ain't unknown
Yeah we run this shit just like a marathon
At the door, ding dong
Aerosmith, Dream on
Light's out, day's gone
Get the green, Qui-Gon
Gin down, drink's on
201 ain't unknown
Yeah we run this shit just like a marathon
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2. |
Comments Over Commas
02:07
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(Brock Wilson)
Y a toujours plus de drama
Jamais assez de weed
Comments over commas
Kamasutra for the bills
I swear, I'm sorry Mama
I'm only doing what I need
Comments over commas
Kamasutra for the bills
Stuck in makebelieve
Tu idolâtres des fiends
Un million d'follows Insta
Turn a moth to Maybelline
Je sens l'offre qui me quémande
Le mal chez ceux que j'fréquente
Est-ce normal que la descente
Me semble soudain si enivrante?
Vespa sport pour plaisance
Glacé, spa en Finlande
Keep up avec la cadence
Baby pas d'temps pour la romance
Fallait ouvrir les yeux
Voir les formes et les mirages
Le cash part en feu
Avec le dieu dans les nuages
Y a toujours plus de drama
Jamais assez de weed
Comments over commas
Kamasutra for the bills
I swear, I'm sorry Mama
I'm only doing what I need
Comments over commas
Kamasutra for the bills
(The Gum)
What's wrong on the scene
Whipping on the creme
Sip on the coffee and I feel the need
No way to concede
They look at me I gotta lead
So much weed
Got it from my homie Creed
The energy, blazing through me, it's amazing
I'm so sorry, chill down no worry
Let's fuckin party
Brock Wilson out here to preach
Vy's vie kill like bleach
Got it all figured out, it's a figure of speech
Yeah, we speak up, time to rise up
Those rich motherfuckers be gone when the sun's up
Time for the detox
No chacha and crisscross
It ain't hard to use your money for the better cause
It's your goddamn lost
At your own damn cost
I Got so much love to give like my boy Ross
Paint the pictures on the verse like I'm motherfucking Bob Ross
(Brock Wilson)
Y a toujours plus de drama
Jamais assez de weed
Comments over commas
Kamasutra for the bills
Maybe it's what I seek
I just leave them all on seen
Stuck in every moment
Motion sickness off a bean
Y a toujours plus de drama
Jamais assez de weed
Comments over commas
Kamasutra for the bills
I swear, I'm sorry Mama
I'm just doing what I need
Comments over Commas
Kamasutra for the bills
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3. |
Polar Opposite
02:06
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(Brock Wilson)
Ours polaire, ours polaire yeah
Ours polaire
Ours polaire sur le sip
Golden molaire sur le drip
Jeune Molière, acid trip
I'm riding backwards dans mon whip
Jeune Molière, acid trip
Rolling backwoods dans mon whip
Davy Jones, demon captain of this ship
Don't cry when the kraken
Reaches in and gets a grip
You'll be sinking to the bottom
Way faster than you think
Never give in to emotions
Demons push you to the brink and then they bring you back to life
With their potions and their poisonous conctions
Their blue eyes are like daggers, they're vicious
Some kind of shade that'll scare Sid Vicious
J'dois sober up ce matin
Sinon j'verrai pas le lendemain
J'dois sober up ce matin
Sinon j'verrai pas le lendemain
(The Gum)
Humble enough, they keep mumbling it up
Crumble it's rough, they keep giving it up
All the same thoughts, breaking it up
Same damn coughs, sicking it up
I do worries for them trees
Making me sick the green's unreal
Focus on the breathe I gotta concede
Lotus on the head, Shikaku proceed
I wanna travel the world I'm down on my knee
But how is that possible for real, I gotta remove the seal open your eyes I'm gonna proceed
Control me with a heart of greed
No way to succeed
I'm breaking down, stuck in between
What the fuck dude you're making a scene
Drink coffee black, don't fuck with the creme
Les fleurs du mal breaking my spleen
Rolling with my homies smoking the green
Why Netflix making all them shitty series with these teens
Damn I need to sit down and relax and eat them brownies
(Brock Wilson)
Ours polaire sur le sip
Golden molaire sur le drip
Jeune Molière acid trip
I'm riding backwards in a whip
Le backwoods keeps smoking
Pendant l'anxiété se dissipe
Yeah I keep on fucking rolling
Since day one with my clique
Since day one with my clique
Since day one with my clique
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4. |
Thought U Understood
02:14
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(The Gum)
Thought we were good
Thought you understood
The goose on the loose, yeah duck down we could
Back up we would
Don't trip you should
Hashirama cells, boy yeah pack up the wood
Lion on the drip
Mufasa in the crib
Ghost in the sky
Watching over me rip
Don't overthink
No time to blink
Crash in the iceberg, Titanic about to sink,
Tainted dreams we keep them pink
Got the triforce, call me Link
Don't go small, never shrink
Immune to the system, with the zinc
Check out your receipt (Interac)
Paypass beep beep
Transaction complete
Look at the facts on my spreadsheet
(Brock Wilson)
Don't sugar coat it, life has always been a bitch
All this tar I'm coughing, it's clear I just need to ditch
These bad habits, sometimes I think it's just a wish
But I keep on grinding, cos I'd rather die rich
Than be dead and rolled up in a ditch
Cause my homies turned to snitch
I'm telling you, homies turn to snitch
What? Yah
Mégalomanes mélodie maltraitée
Toxicomanes, on est mal élevés
Huile l'engrenage qu'on puisse continuer
À l'heure du carnage, on est sans pitié
Je channel la rage, l'esprit dénudé
J'ai brisé la cage, rien ne peut m'atténuer
Le poste que je convoite keeps disappearing
The Gum qui emboîte and then le beat is tearing
J'ai swipe à droite parce que j'ai pas l'temps d'catch feelings
(The Gum)
Thought we were good
Thought you understood
The goose on the loose, yeah duck down we could
Back up we would
Don't trip you should
Hashirama cells, boy yeah pack up the wood
(Brock Wilson)
I'm rolling swishers
Imma be real fuck woods
I'm drunk playing twister
With your girl I'm laying wood
I thought you understood
Ta go est partie sur la poudre
Elle me mort le troisième doigt
Du sang gicle sur le matelas
Then she's looking kinda scared
Pendant que je summon Gamabunta
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5. |
Mushroom City
02:58
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(The Gum)
All on the line
Stand up to the crime
Down killer B shine
Account with the fine, pay up with our time
Girls be looking beautiful till you see their set of mind
Fall like the wind
Bright but we dimmed
One angel wing
Masamune took the king
High as the man on the moon
Could be like the groom
Mac gone too soon
Miller's right, trapped in oblivion
No sight in hell, I'm looking a demon
Sinner's right, forget about the treason
So fight instead, seeking for reason
Go pass the shell, reach high for the summit
Gotta commit to the gambit when you gamble it
Peace, love and positivity, yeah you already know it
Piece of the puzzle, complete it, every bit
Don't take the bait, we be proving
Never late, my flow be grooving
Open the gate, I'm always moving
Think straight, no time for schooling
Checkmate, who you fooling
Self hate, who you soothing
Dead weight from the bruising
Vegetative state, but now I'm blooming
Vibing in the Mushroom City
Where the grass stays sticky
Flying in the sky, yeah, boy we getting trippy
Vibing in the Mushroom City
Where the grass stays sticky
Flying in the sky, yeah, boy we getting trippy
Yeah, boy we getting
Yeah, boy we getting trippy
(Brock Wilson)
J'ai pas autant de temps pour toi qu'ton money
J'donne un coup d'envoi puis hop le bunny
Time goes Tik-tok tik-tok, allégorie
Mon flow's comme un slipknot, hella gory
Do it comme un master, cérémonie
I leave you in a plaster, endolori
Sorry si je dépasse ta terminologie
Mais y a personne qui m'classe dans une catégorie
Ride with my homies yeah we getting high
Mushroom city and we're taking flight
One look at our shit and you can't deny
The verses are lit like a blazing light
N'observe pas les chiffres, vois le résultat
Être underground, moi ça ne m'insulte pas
Serving comme Che dans cette guerilla
I've been keeping it real depuis Serena
(The Gum)
Vibing in the Mushroom City
Where the grass stays sticky
Flying in the sky, yeah, boy we getting trippy
Vibing in the Mushroom City
Where the grass stays sticky
Flying in the sky, yeah, boy we getting trippy
(Brock Wilson)
I be keeping it real ça je l'ai déjà dit
I be popping these pills pour la thérapie
I be packing the steel va au paradis
I be stacking these bills me suis bien appris
I be having these dreams and they're all in pink
If I keep drinking I'll call in sick
Be seeing these visions they're all in sync
Cours autour d'la track comme les Olympiques
Depuis jour un quand j'ai lavé l'AK
Pas d'papier brun mais le weed est lacé
Être opportun depuis back in the day
I think you should just get out of my way
I don't like chit-chat, break you like a kit-kat
You think this is brag rap, but I make you like that
If I lose the flow... I just bring it right back
Riding with the ratpack, you can never fight back
(The Gum)
Vibing in the Mushroom City
Where the grass stays sticky
Flying in the sky, yeah, boy we getting trippy
Vibing in the Mushroom City
Where the grass stays sticky
Flying in the sky, yeah, boy we getting trippy
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6. |
Crowned by the Stars
03:04
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(The Gum)
Pierce in the dart
Ace from the start
The towers come down, but we shine like the crown
Play my part
No work of art
We grew apart, but, I'm lost in the stars
Growing apart
I'm lost in the stars
Seek through the heart
I'm lost in the stars
(Brock Wilson)
Lay your head on my chest
You're making it so complex
You're playing these mind games, chess
And I'm out here en train de reprendre tous mes vieux réflexes
Then I threaten to leave again
Baby, still feel your pain
Toxins up in my veins
I can still see your face
Whenever there is rain
I just tried to keep the pace
Then I ended up insane
I pretend to be the man
Then it all fell down in flames
It the end it's all in vain
I be riding downtown deux pieds sur le throttle
I've been worshiping the crown
I never know when to settle
I never know when to settle
(The Gum)
Pierce in the dart
Ace from the start
The towers come down, but we shine like the crown
Play my part
No work of art
We grew apart, but, I'm lost in the stars
Growing apart
I'm lost in the stars
Seek through the heart
I'm lost in the stars
(Brock Wilson)
Silence is golden, la parole est d'argent
Past tense is broken, tout ce qui m'reste est devant
Never look behind you, les morts enterrent les revenants
Et si le vent se fait doux, c'est qu'il sera violent en revenant
Pack up all your shit cos we aint never coming back
See you later hit a drift and now Im swerving off the track
Le trac m'assaille, my mind goes numb, anxiety attack
Then I write to stay in line guess my producers got my back
Don't want groupies, fuck your diamonds, I just wanna feel alive
I need Vyvanse in the booth, qui fait monter le son d'un octave
L'EP introduit au Louvres même si c'est seulement dans la cave
J'veux juste flex sur tous ceux qui ont dit que je ne serais jamais capable
Fournir un festin à tous ceux qui mangent à ma table
J'veux juste prouver que le destin m'avait choisi, indiscutable
I'll be flying to the stars just to burn down and crash
Cause you can't make fire, without first making ash
(The Gum)
Pierce in the dart
Ace from the start
The towers come down, but we shine like the crown
Play my part
No work of art
We grew apart, but, I'm lost in the stars
Growing apart
I'm lost in the stars
Seek through the heart
I'm lost in the stars
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Brock Wilson Sherbrooke, Québec
Post-rap,
Cloud vibe,
Oft times emo
MTL Southshore
@brockwilsonrecords on instagram
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