Coffin
M.BRONX Lyrics
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Families from flying saucers
Cicadas play the pom poms
I dated coffins
Sweet way to say
I'm used to shade
As an eighties object
I replay pain, paragraphs
Babies bought in
Then baby I brought back
Nodding to Conny crack
Oochi wally, black wally rap
Nollie back heel, nollie flip flat
Nollie flip your newborn on a piggyback
Conny gone, give me cap
Gas for village
Gas for your children
Bracket their masters in a massive packet of feelings
Take blood from their calves
It's the bastards of buildings
Cap everyone one of their tags
Tag them, tattle I hit them
God of the automatics
Autocratics failed the classless system
Caste benign love
Ask them what's smitten
To the shrine shrub that died once
Born again like Jesus Christ was
Trinity's three limes sliced cousin
Everyday day we die for reasons
In a four by four raised bed
More born per season
War kill gods
Cost increasing
Docile demons go for jogs after their jobs then they sleep in
Weekends pretend they not dogs but deacons
Who's wrong to be preaching
Cops killed George Floyd on cement
BIPOCs it's been killing season
Since Columbus's BI was to keep a queen in appeasement
Facts
The lyrics to M.BRONX's Coffin are complex and poetic, drawing on a number of themes and images to create a rich and evocative picture of the world. The song is at its heart a meditation on mortality and the passage of time, with the idea of the coffin serving as a central metaphor for the transience of life. The opening lines of the song, "Pictures with no frames/Families from flying saucers," are suggestive of a sense of impermanence and uncertainty, as if the world is constantly shifting and changing.
As the song progresses, M.BRONX plays with language and imagery in a way that is both intriguing and challenging. Lines like "Cicadas play the pom poms/I dated coffins" are puzzling at first, but upon reflection suggest a strange kind of comfort in death and decay. M.BRONX seems to suggest that life is fleeting and fragile, and that the only way to make sense of it is to confront our own mortality head-on.
Throughout the song, M.BRONX draws on a number of different musical and cultural references, from the hip-hop slang of "oochi wally, black wally rap" to the skateboarding lingo of "nollie back heel, nollie flip flat." These references are woven into the song's tapestry in a way that feels natural and organic, lending depth and nuance to the lyrics.
Overall, Coffin is a beautifully crafted piece of music that rewards close attention and reflection. It is a song that invites the listener to engage with its themes and ideas, and to think deeply about the nature of life, death, and the passage of time.
Line by Line Meaning
Pictures with no frames
Unframed images
Families from flying saucers
Families uprooted from their homes
Cicadas play the pom poms
Nature's symphony
I dated coffins
Experienced death
Sweet way to say
Euphemism
I'm used to shade
Comfortable in dark situations
As an eighties object
In the past, outdated
I replay pain, paragraphs
Reliving difficult memories
My maybes soften
Uncertainty lessens
Babies bought in
New life brought in
Then baby I brought back
Bringing life back
Nodding to Conny crack
Acknowledging a destructive path
Oochi wally, black wally rap
Hip hop culture references
Nollie back heel, nollie flip flat
Skateboard tricks
Nollie flip your newborn on a piggyback
Laughable absurdity
Conny gone, give me cap
Moving on, new beginning
Gas for village
Fuel for a community
Gas for your children
Providing for future generations
Bracket their masters in a massive packet of feelings
Holding oppressors accountable
Take blood from their calves
Extracting resources from the vulnerable
It's the bastards of buildings
The corrupt maintain power
Cap everyone one of their tags
Limiting the power of the wealthy
Tag them, tattle I hit them
Reporting wrongdoing
God of the automatics
The power of technology
Autocratics failed the classless system
Tyranny cannot sustain equality
Caste benign love
Artificial division
Ask them what's smitten
Questioning intentions
To the shrine shrub that died once
Honoring the past
Born again like Jesus Christ was
Renewed life
Trinity's three limes sliced cousin
Religious references
Everyday day we die for reasons
Life's uncertainties
In a four by four raised bed
Limited space
More born per season
Continuing growth
War kill gods
The cost of conflict
Cost increasing
Rising prices
Docile demons go for jogs after their jobs then they sleep in
The mundane nature of evil
Weekends pretend they not dogs but deacons
The illusion of restful breaks
Who's wrong to be preaching
Questioning authority
Cops killed George Floyd on cement
Police brutality
BIPOCs it's been killing season
Systematic oppression
Since Columbus's BI was to keep a queen in appeasement
Colonization's harmful legacy
Facts
Undeniable truth
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Adam Haug, Brenton Gomez
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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This song is a true masterpiece.
I listen to this everyday 6 -7 times
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This a true masterpiece
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Totally love it
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@ThakurTaraChand
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