BRUCE - Natty Wylah & Srigala: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Natty Wylah & Srigala

BRUCE

199

Hip-Hop/Rap

BRUCE was released on February 12, 2021 by Gecky Records as a part of the album BRUCE - Single

Song Details

AlbumBRUCE - Single

Release DateFebruary 12, 2021

LabelGecky Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM67

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Natty Wylah

Performer

Srigala Temple-Smith

Srigala Temple-Smith

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tom Truman

Songwriter

Graham Henderson

Graham Henderson

Songwriter

Srigala Temple-Smith

Srigala Temple-Smith

Songwriter

Finn Billingham

Finn Billingham

Songwriter

Nathan Graham

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Natty Wylah

Producer

Joe Hirst

Engineer

Srigala Temple-Smith

Srigala Temple-Smith

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Horizon line on my cuticle

The sun will rise and the moon will fall

All these little things so beautiful

Dreamer, lucid, all

These edges blurred I climb the ledge

Railings, precipitate

Palms are clam, there muscling

And hermit crab, I'm changing state

We all make mistakes

Child of the moon, I'm home away

Don't mind my eyes, they're swathed in silk

Bathed in golden lakes

Calligraphy, ink drips, it stains it black

I fold these pages intricacies

And pray upon cranes not building flats

These sacred wings been more than clipped

Our tapered futures claim it back

Confused with all of this

I find solace in scripts and painting tracks

I figured it's time in the pipeline like wriggling rats

It's brimming with flavours, bangers and mash

Smothered in gravy, drizzling swag

Still raw like grazes

Know the time like Dali's clock

Here another man call me Jackie

Have to pull up like pardon what?

You can call me Brucey

Jeet Kune Do, yeah, my style is not

My style is (Free) my style is (Bad)

My style don't fit in your rahtid box

[Chorus]

(You must be like water)

With the tide feel the pull from the moon

(Splashing I ain't ever gonna fit in your box)

Got me feeling like H, gimme space, gimme room

(Well you must be like water)

True, true, true...

Yeah, we're under one heaven, under one roof

Look in my eyes, they don't know about truth

All I knows about this tryna figure out roots

Got me feeling like, got me feeling like Bruce

[Verse 2]

Can't you see we're blessed

Black and white yin-yang mind like Eschers'

That's metamorphosis

Under cloaks like Harry Houdini

When I die, disappearing trick

Still here but the eyes won't see me

I'm vanishing, moving dimensions freely, ayo

Oil slick superfluous

See the beauty in the mundane

Sometimes I feel as clear as crystals

Feel like Lou Reed on a Sunday

'Til it's all falling

Like Hito Steryl

Horizon line I feel it all spinning

It's a matter of spirit tryna keep it all level

It's not straight, it's beveled

Slipping and sliding towards it

Here on the Hispaniola

Guess I gotta ride this vortex

And Poseidon's pissed off

Cyanide slides in saucers

With the blind man Pew

Tryna Long John Silver the fortunes

But this life is gorgeous

Though I been trialed and tested

Fed up external searching truth is hidden inside intestines

Labyrinths, Hansel Gretelin'

Tryna figure where the threads been

Left trace Ariadne's steps, acceptance

Fates written in my DNA, woven

[Chorus]

(You must be like water)

With the tide feel the pull from the moon

(Splashing I ain't ever gonna fit in your box)

Got me feeling like H, gimme space, gimme room

(Well you must be like water)

True, true, true...

Yeah, we're under one heaven, under one roof

Look in my eyes, they don't know about truth

All I knows about this tryna figure out roots

Got me feeling like, got me feeling like Bruce

[Verse 3]

I pity your form, Metatron's Cube I'm taking off

Ain't confined to the layers of skin

I reside in planets and cosmic dust

I reside in rocks

I feel this Brahman

Got my mumzies minerals deep

Stuck in my sternum locked

Tryna open heart

Spread wings still guzzling fluoride

'Cause they put it in the water tanks

'Til your drizzling thoughts are washed

Your pineal dead, your cerebral rot

Like all this clot

Lord bless us with the caustic soda

Tryna make all the stagnance stop

Dealing with banks and bots

These crooks in suits

How they make a human so ugly?

Don't be fooled by the Grenson boots

See reality in Orwells' fiction

Metaphors that's the perfect truth

I make art so my Mumzy loves me

Putting in work when I'm inside the booth

Can't you see that shining

That's something I won't claim on Ego

Je n'ai c'est quoi, that's Prana

See the energy we got it by the kilos

Fate, it's the way, Inshallah

Flow, where it goes, only he knows

I don't know about gendered gods

Just kings and queens, we people

[Chorus]

(You must be like water)

With the tide feel the pull from the moon

(Splashing I ain't ever gonna fit in your box)

Got me feeling like H, gimme space, gimme room

(Well you must be like water)

True, true, true...

Yeah, we're under one heaven, under one roof

Look in my eyes, they don't know about truth

All I knows about this tryna figure out roots

Got me feeling like, got me feeling like Bruce

(You must be like water)

With the tide feel the pull from the moon

(Splashing I ain't ever gonna fit in your box)

Got me feeling like H, gimme space, gimme room

(Well you must be like water)

True, true, true...

Yeah, we're under one heaven, under one roof

Look in my eyes, they don't know about truth

All I knows about this tryna figure out roots

Got me feeling like, got me feeling like Bruce

Written by: Finn Billingham, Graham Henderson, Nathan Graham, Srigala Temple-Smith, Tom Truman

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