Bronze Nazareth - This Thing of Undying Love lyrics

(Intro) Bronze Nazareth Our love for this sh** -- runs deep We done concentrated many nights stay up studying this sh** Freestyling, writing lyrics, beats We love this sh** to the d**h We'll go to the ground for hip-hop, to the grave We love this sh**, we breathe this sh** This sh** is for us, this is the end of what For The Unknown, where ever you are, peace Yeah, this is my love right here I mean its wack, I'm talking about this dope This is real n***as, I'm about to school y'all mothaf**as Real love right here, love... [Bronze Nazareth] How I breathe my sisters through these lines that I can see Transfusion the pollution through these veins that I bleed This is my blood and we can walk those who followed best they could Fell off the blaze right on the gla** fragments decayed If I'm gon' pa** I lay hoping to find a better ways The sync flows to my heart when it murmurs and goes astray 60-80 when I'm unrelated to the pen and paper I love this to the d**h but at the same time I hated Same one that had me begging for jobs on applications And resumes, and work dime to pa** the time away Soon to see my shining day, my dream is drying away But I'ma find a way to escape hurling sky's of gray Where the Ozone defines I implant my deep lines Scribed in minds, so all civilization died And when we see sunrise I re-teach the unwise He who never tries waste lives Let's plan our devise for hip-hop Through my weary eyes, and my children's cause Building to rise, I supervise espionage known as child Degrading to creative humankind It was times my love hand me thinking the scary heist I got an uncommon hatred toward Adolph Nyce I think it's God sending me message telling me live my life Behind keyboards and mics, but this world of ice Has me dreaming in pipes, bidding my only advice With enough deepness to rupture Earth s**agonal structure I'ma make it outta this trap even if I have to suffer (Chorus) Bronze & Kevlaar X2 I've payed my dues, I've slaved my crews My wrist stays bruise, my pants stays huge Disillusion but my love stays strong The road stays long, my money seems gone I pray on and on, on and on To get my message to the ma**es through my songs [Kevlaar 7] The breathless lungs whose bruised mind and a numb tongue My ink pen abused, used and unsung Living the struggle in between my sweat puddles in ink lines Callous hands force me to form rhymes No vacations for these cartridges that I'm breaking Either triumphed behavior or fatal failure Divinely rock bottom, they ain't letting us stop 'em Immaculate Conception of the mighty written weapon Stagnation yelling; "work them 40 hours" But when you got dreams the future says that's for cowards I garnish my paper with blood, sweat, and hard labor Eventual residue of sweat pours out later My intellect stalls but I fall back on y'all For subconscious total recall, yo I've hurl for you Walked these eleven miles by the curb for you Cut off ex-girls for you, went to church for you Bust my a** and got hurt for you, stole for you Slept on the floor for you, didn't eat for you Didn't sleep for you, did dirt for you Didn't go to work for you, spent my last dime on you Kinda played it high crimes for you Lied to my pops for you All this bullsh** just to stay close to you Did all this sh** and might as well make the most of you (Chorus) Bronze & Kevlaar X2 (Outro) Immortal Yeah, this is from the heart, baby That n***a watch out, 50/50, the entity Real love, The Unknown baby, put my heart in everything My life, peace, peace...