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Bloom
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bloom was released on September 15, 2021 by The Kitchen Brigade as a part of the album Bloom - Single
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Release DateSeptember 15, 2021
LabelThe Kitchen Brigade
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM160

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clarence Lee Taylor III
Clarence Lee Taylor III
Songwriter
Aaron Dwaine Oglesby
Aaron Dwaine Oglesby
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Gross Ooze! This is 2 Nasty)
I-75, push down on the weekend
I had that bag on me, trick or treatin'
Wake up in the morning, get turnt like a deacon
She smile, they pearly, got knowledge she teachin
Askin me "Are you still fighting them demons?"
Like I just broke a heart for no reason
She wanna hold trial like it's treason
I gotta bloom baby it's my-
I gotta bloom baby it's my season
Blowin the vibe, you buggin you tweakin
If shit hit the fan 2nasty is reaching
I can't stay to talk, got a meeting
I'm breakin the game, he ain't got no defense
You tellin me things but ain't got no pretense
DAMN
When a good things goes to gas, spark it up, light the flame
And I can't fuck wit these ****, they too weird and too lame
I been blazin trails,
Think it is my time, somethin like Dame
Had to hoist the sails,
Guess they thought I wasn't gon catch my wave
Package in the mail, (Finessed his ass)
Guess that's why it never came
(Dumbass!)
You remember all these things,
All these things we do in life
I know you gon tell yo friends,
All the things we do tonight
She gon pop it like a pill
If he talkin crazy, we gon pop em like a pill
Say I got that magic, feel like David Copperfield
This shit can get tragic when you posted in the field
She gon pop it like a pill
He talkin crazy, we gon pop em like a pill
Say I got that magic, feel like David Copperfield
This shit can get tragic when you posted in the field
How you gon see my side, but got no vantage point
Say you remember nights, backseat rollin joints
Swear you so high and might, like who the fuck did you anoint?
I can see the holes in yo disguise, already know what to exploit
My doggybone I'm sick as hell, I'm tryna make it to Detroit
Ain't no genie but I wish her well, she tryna get over the boy
And I'm cute as hell, not Tony Snell
She say you the shit the real McCoy
And I heard yo name, it rang no bells
I think it's best you stay employed
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
I-75, push down on the weekend
I had that bag on me trick or treatin
Wake up in the morning, get turnt like a deacon
She smile, they pearly, got knowledge she teachin
She like "Are you still fighting them demons?"
Like I just broke a heart for no reason
She wanna hold trial like it's treason
I gotta bloom baby it's my-
I gotta bloom baby it's my-
I gotta bloom baby it's my-
I gotta bloom baby it's my season!
Written by: Aaron Dwaine Oglesby, Clarence Lee Taylor III
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