Complex - Brooklish：歌词、音乐视频和音乐会

Complex

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Complex 由 RVNS & RBYNS, distributed by BT Music Worldwide 于 2022年10月20日发行，作为专辑“Apparatus - EP”的一部分。

曲目详情

专辑Apparatus - EP

发行日期2022年10月20日

唱片公司RVNS & RBYNS, distributed by BT Music Worldwide

语言English

旋律性

不插电

Valence

舞蹈性

能量

BPM92

概览

歌词

制作

出演艺人

Brooklish

表演者

作曲和作词

Terrell Coakley

Terrell Coakley

作词, 作曲家

制作和工程

Reasy

制作人

歌词

Simplicity at its finest

Back when I was nine I sat and contemplated

Blindness

What would make the world seem hidden

I had to find it

collect call from my father

And was reminded

I hadn’t seen him in years

I couldn’t recall his likeness

Momma told me he was away

returning future timing

assumed that he was king

he addressed me as your highness

Told me that I came from rich empires in warmer Climates

But it ain’t register really

My garments weren’t the finest

I certainly wasn’t bummy

By any stretch of a stylist

But I never seen a throne

Only the leather reclining

Of a lazy boy

my grandfather chose for confinement

Uh

What makes a man

The question was the assignment

He was trading me wisdom

Like cigarettes for consignment

Imprisoned me by the question

So I just sat into silence

And stared into the phone

Until the operator chimed in

(To decline this call)

Not much time left

funny what makes a memory

When it sets

Like the sun

Or the ink in the pages of letters sent

Counting down the days

Til the judge reduced his sentence

So before I heard the tone

Hung on to every sentence

Who knew a prayer

Could be hidden in the message

Cuz My fathers final words was

“Rell I hope that you remember me

A complex man drawing off of simplicity”

I been

I been I been

Trapped in this cage

Finding thoughts I’d lost

Back in the days

You’ve been hiding

Hiding

Drifting away

I been calling you

What do you say

This is a prepaid call from

An inmate at the county correctional facility

All calls are subject to recording and monitoring except

privilege attorney client communications

Complex simplicity

Uh

Move with intensity

Yeah

You find a purpose

But reality is trickery

Lotta n****s is real but ain’t as real as they pretend to be

Coppers in my vicinity

Convicts with the history

Armed robberies

Battery chargers we losing energy

Broken mothers wit sons who discover

The slope is slippery

Sliding on opposiiton

With the seamless delivery

Future guards are groomed in a garden

Of white supremacy

Insecurity leading them the roam the penitentiary

And monitor the calls of inmates

Fighting they misery

The cleanest design

Of complex simplicity

Cause I been hiding

Lord I’m trying

You gave time

But I can’t find it

Lost my mind here

Where I’m going

I been

I been I been

Trapped in this cage

Finding thoughts I’d lost

Back in the days

You’ve been hiding

Hiding

Drifting away

I been calling you

What do you say?

To accept this call

Press one now

Written by: Terrell Coakley

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