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NATTY WYLAH - BRUCE

SHOUTS TO THE ONE AND ONLY C3 SONNY JAKE ON THIS ONE... THE MIGHTY SRIGALA ON THIS MUSICAL MASTERPIECE... IVAN BLIMINSE FOR THE AEROSOL GREEZ... AND HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! THE ETERNAL SPIRIT MOVES IN UNISON WITH YOU, IN BETWEEN THE LAYERS, THROUGH THE SEDIMENT. U MUST BE LIKE WATER. GET THE SENTIMENT. ADDITIONAL KEYS BY FINN BILLINGHAM MIXED BY JOE HIRST Listen to BRUCE - https://nattywylah.ffm.to/brucemixtape Follow Natty Wylah - https://linktr.ee/nattywylah Buy the limited edition cassette: https://nattywylah.bandcamp.com/album... BRUCE 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 ion 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 pipe-line like wriggling rats Its 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 Kwan-Do yeah my style is not My style is (free) my style is (bad) My style don’t fit in your rahtid box. (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 were 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. Can’t you see were 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 see clear as crystals Feel like Lou reed on a Sunday Til its all falling Like Hito Steryl Horizon line I feel it all spinning Its 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 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 Gretlin Tryna figure where the threads been Left trace Ariadne’s steps acceptance fates written in my DNA … woven. (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 were 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. I pity your form, Metatron’s Cube im 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 ‘Cos 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 quia: that’s Prana See the energy we got it by the Kilo’s 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. (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 were 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.