I walk the lonely streets I watch the people passing by I used to watch the falling rain and listen to the sleeper say... every single word here now is coming right from my heartless heart and I... I've never felt like this before this feeling.
I'm pure with my passion impossible to predict my mind is a mention my heart is a gift the world doesn't owe you shit you owe the world everything. from the magic on this mic to there fake diamond rings.
I create ryhming sing to get me were I am turn your headlights on this heaven wer I stand an adventure with the sand people to push the purity kindly conduct this bizz beautifully.
They tell us to sit down ma people they'll stand up cause yes bro eso is hudini in handcuffs sunrise moonshine another day lives a little.
Reminder from god your money ain't shit.
And that my ideas are bullet proof my teams in the house my hope can't be hung my dreams can't be drowned.
Man makes money money doesn't make man, monkey see monkey do this monkeys got the upper hand. (rejoice).
I walk the lonely streets I watch the people passing by I used to watch the falling rain and listen to the sleeper sayy...
Mother help me it's happened to my brain again the beat blazing the flames descend so I become saint bein to be at peace with my monsters the swords from the stone I'm the king of my genre. yeah I no I'm so bro bardic dependant on machines to grow does product.
Makeing little seeds that'll die or stem out making your head north west bound.
We've all made sacrifices like money and physical health but I'm not ringin the bell sitching my belt up.
When the bullshit blows I've never sold my soul so there's a chance that I won't up in hell thus far, but I no that things change and I'll convince the devil to free my soul from this instrumental, in my home land security over heats I'll be over sea smoking weed with izm bliss n eso.
Every single word here now is coming right from my heartless heart I've never felt like this before this feeling.
Ye I've bin feeling alrite keeping the quiet is kept to approach knowing that these crews are the next to blow up right stand on my own two feet we touch mics and demand that you focus please, feeling fortunate learning that Portland is where the hemispheres converge on these coordinates I can gorge this shit ye ov course where sick, one listen will have you worshiping porcelin.
I've bin more than a dreeg that feats you the knowledge that I gained when I ate from the trees fruit, and now I pass it along become a passionate man that puts cash in his palm bringing action to plans and my back getting strong feeling like atlas and my fam is a faction relong on the tip of your tongue I spit for the drums while the bassers on a rampage that's only begun.
I walk the lonely streets I watch the people passing by I used to watch the falling rain and listen to the sleeper sayy...
We gotta stop living for I and start living for we cause we all ball on this ball together spinning so free I sing in the breeze but they won't stay to listen cause individually they think we don't make a difference.
Time to blow and break the business put the system into spin, I'm that midnight vagabond whose drifting in the wind who just listens with a grin through chaos that mans facing I'm speaking clearly but it's like it's lost in translation.
Cause out the pavement we dried the orchids from the ground and blazed with these mines in orbit, ye we find in portland that kids are free the youth poetical polecs painting in an inconvinient truth.
I'm that mind sleep walker travelling hellish dreams bridging a playfull ego and battered self esteem whether it's a joke or hot whether it's dope or not you want stop what's poppin out of my vocal box, it's like that.
Bullet And A Target (Acoustic Version) Lyrics – Bliss N Eso (feat. the Zulu Connection Choir)
[Intro by Vusi:]
I believe that together we can really make a difference.
One man cannot make a difference, but if we can partner, if we can have a collective will,
and a willingness to make a difference in our nation, we can really do make a difference.
[Muzi (Connections Zulu Choir Soloist):]
What you have done, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
Won't be long, won't be long...
[Bliss:]
All it took was one in a trillion
In a world where there gunning civilians
Where conspiracies just drop on us
Like plummeting buildings
Government villains
At night, we are renegades who fight
Under a pilgrims plight
For a better way of life
See we sail the seas with a sun stained atlas
To escape the day to day mental mundane madness
That consumes us, its true, though my real Answer Lays
Is stepping back to view life's real grand Monet
But crucial issues are lost in this crazy world's wealth
How can lust for bucks outweigh one baby girl's health?
Through the cyclone we hit the Third World and found heroes
With nothing but still everything, smiling at ground zero
[Connections Zulu Choir:]
What you've done here, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before you're pulling yourself away [x2]
[Eso:]
So let the bullets in the air turn to raining rose petals
That covers the Earth's surface while the children throw pebbles
From dreams to themes, to a crack in the concrete
From a seed to a tree, I make it happen at God speed
Whatever happened to increase the Peace
Fight the power for people to defeat the beast
Well its right here, it's right now
It's anything I plan
It's a poem that proves a point
It's everything I am
So on a rainy day
I made my way
To the Promised Land and back
And now it's safe to say in a crazy way
This song is where it's at
Its equal verse what wasn't given
Teachers verse the problem children
Evil verse the honest living
People verse the politicians
[Connections Zulu Choir:]
What you've done here, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before you're pulling yourself away [x2]
[Eso:]
This is definite
Like the sun will rise
Pure like the thought
If I jump ill fly
I am revolution,
My path is belief
So how can they possible stop
What they can't even see
[Bliss:]
See they tax the poor,
Their evil got em' coughing up
There's no real freedom
Under a legal modern mafia
Set the goal and unite,
Get cocked and take aim
The people are the power to make change
So make way
[Connections Zulu Choir:]
What you've done here, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before you're pulling yourself away [x3]
I believe that together we can really make a difference.
One man cannot make a difference, but if we can partner, if we can have a collective will,
and a willingness to make a difference in our nation, we can really do make a difference.
[Muzi (Connections Zulu Choir Soloist):]
What you have done, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
Won't be long, won't be long...
[Bliss:]
All it took was one in a trillion
In a world where there gunning civilians
Where conspiracies just drop on us
Like plummeting buildings
Government villains
At night, we are renegades who fight
Under a pilgrims plight
For a better way of life
See we sail the seas with a sun stained atlas
To escape the day to day mental mundane madness
That consumes us, its true, though my real Answer Lays
Is stepping back to view life's real grand Monet
But crucial issues are lost in this crazy world's wealth
How can lust for bucks outweigh one baby girl's health?
Through the cyclone we hit the Third World and found heroes
With nothing but still everything, smiling at ground zero
[Connections Zulu Choir:]
What you've done here, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before you're pulling yourself away [x2]
[Eso:]
So let the bullets in the air turn to raining rose petals
That covers the Earth's surface while the children throw pebbles
From dreams to themes, to a crack in the concrete
From a seed to a tree, I make it happen at God speed
Whatever happened to increase the Peace
Fight the power for people to defeat the beast
Well its right here, it's right now
It's anything I plan
It's a poem that proves a point
It's everything I am
So on a rainy day
I made my way
To the Promised Land and back
And now it's safe to say in a crazy way
This song is where it's at
Its equal verse what wasn't given
Teachers verse the problem children
Evil verse the honest living
People verse the politicians
[Connections Zulu Choir:]
What you've done here, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before you're pulling yourself away [x2]
[Eso:]
This is definite
Like the sun will rise
Pure like the thought
If I jump ill fly
I am revolution,
My path is belief
So how can they possible stop
What they can't even see
[Bliss:]
See they tax the poor,
Their evil got em' coughing up
There's no real freedom
Under a legal modern mafia
Set the goal and unite,
Get cocked and take aim
The people are the power to make change
So make way
[Connections Zulu Choir:]
What you've done here, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before you're pulling yourself away [x3]
The Truth Lyrics – Bliss N Eso (feat. ILLmacuLate and Sapient)
[Bliss:]
Ste right up, take a ringside seat bro
At the Hip-Hop big top, midnight freak show
Where kids fiend rap dreams that seem majestic
Line up at the Zoltar machine to get Big
And walk with giants who shake up the system
But behind the carnival curtain seet he makeup magicians
Wake up and listen, hear what's not for the public's ears
Pinocchio poets played by profiting puppeteers
Talent sharks want blood, rappers hook them with the Gat Talk
See a full fashion show, just look at the catwalk
Corporate snaes, boardroom fellas
Clowns that rap about their wealth are the fortune tellers
From fire flow breathers, come and witness the illuminance
To one hit wonder disappearing industry illusionists
Ringleaders with whips, quick, the 15 minute fuse is lit
My poems paint movie script imagery that's ludicrous
From Portland basements where the rapping is real
To sunset beat boxing in the African hills
I creep with a pack of dreamers who are deep in the mountain
The wildcat trampoolinists who are keeping you bouncing
Under the circus my thoughts design the sound effects
Jonathan Cash who Walks The Line without net
[Hook: Izm, Illmaculate]
Before judging me know that I hustle, I work
If I sold to someone you knowl try judging them first
It's like that till the day I lie under the dirt
I speak truth and shouldn't have to rhyme once in a verse
The proof is hidden right under my words
But to hear it you got to buy some of merch
Come get it, we go getters, this cold business
Is the reason me and my homies don't kick it and have grown distant
Record labels and gold diggers, there's no difference
They're both bitches only out for their own interests
I'm just another guy that's rapping
To justify my action while you run it by your captain
What has this even come to
You see the end result but don't see the hoops you feel the need to jump through
Don't let my speech corrupt you
Ignore the wrong and see the right this is leading up to
[Hook: Izm, Sapient]
This ship's been sunk in an industry of distate and mistrust
I rip stage till your ribcage lifts up
Trying to blow but the grenade pins stuck
Unrightfully so I'm a young likeness of dope
To the millions in the scene who try to build it
But look like little children bewildered by the king
I turn my back to them but I'm guiltess
How long I got to milk this before I gain fulfilment of the dream
Look Look
Ste right up, take a ringside seat bro
At the Hip-Hop big top, midnight freak show
Where kids fiend rap dreams that seem majestic
Line up at the Zoltar machine to get Big
And walk with giants who shake up the system
But behind the carnival curtain seet he makeup magicians
Wake up and listen, hear what's not for the public's ears
Pinocchio poets played by profiting puppeteers
Talent sharks want blood, rappers hook them with the Gat Talk
See a full fashion show, just look at the catwalk
Corporate snaes, boardroom fellas
Clowns that rap about their wealth are the fortune tellers
From fire flow breathers, come and witness the illuminance
To one hit wonder disappearing industry illusionists
Ringleaders with whips, quick, the 15 minute fuse is lit
My poems paint movie script imagery that's ludicrous
From Portland basements where the rapping is real
To sunset beat boxing in the African hills
I creep with a pack of dreamers who are deep in the mountain
The wildcat trampoolinists who are keeping you bouncing
Under the circus my thoughts design the sound effects
Jonathan Cash who Walks The Line without net
[Hook: Izm, Illmaculate]
Before judging me know that I hustle, I work
If I sold to someone you knowl try judging them first
It's like that till the day I lie under the dirt
I speak truth and shouldn't have to rhyme once in a verse
The proof is hidden right under my words
But to hear it you got to buy some of merch
Come get it, we go getters, this cold business
Is the reason me and my homies don't kick it and have grown distant
Record labels and gold diggers, there's no difference
They're both bitches only out for their own interests
I'm just another guy that's rapping
To justify my action while you run it by your captain
What has this even come to
You see the end result but don't see the hoops you feel the need to jump through
Don't let my speech corrupt you
Ignore the wrong and see the right this is leading up to
[Hook: Izm, Sapient]
This ship's been sunk in an industry of distate and mistrust
I rip stage till your ribcage lifts up
Trying to blow but the grenade pins stuck
Unrightfully so I'm a young likeness of dope
To the millions in the scene who try to build it
But look like little children bewildered by the king
I turn my back to them but I'm guiltess
How long I got to milk this before I gain fulfilment of the dream
Look Look
Never Give Up Lyrics – Bliss N Eso (feat. Changes)
From the streets of San Diego to the slums of Echo Park
Broke down and homeless is where I got my start
I bounced around for years doing this and that
But now I'm doing good and I'm never looking back
I began with nothing, I still ain't got much
When life got me down I had to be tough
From the age of 14 I was on my own
No one would do it for me so I did it alone
Shelter to shelter and jail to jail
I'm here to tell you right now that I will not fail
I wish my old friends could see me now
Because they never would believe what I am doing now
I never gave up
Right now I'm where I want to be
Maybe not for you, but it's good enough for me
Don't need no fancy cars or diamond rings
All I wanna do is get on stage and sing
My dream is today and I'm doing it strong
No matter what the odds, I will still push on
I will do it for the poor who have no voice
And for all of the victims who had no choice
I will do it for the weak who cannot fight
For those who were wronged I will make things right
It's been an uphill battle, my fingers have bled
But I'm almost there and I am far from dead
I never gave up
When I came to the city of Hollywood I was broke down and beat
I slept behind dumpsters on the side of the street
There's one thing that always got me through
The one thing I always held true is that I never gave up
I'm never gonna give up
Broke down and homeless is where I got my start
I bounced around for years doing this and that
But now I'm doing good and I'm never looking back
I began with nothing, I still ain't got much
When life got me down I had to be tough
From the age of 14 I was on my own
No one would do it for me so I did it alone
Shelter to shelter and jail to jail
I'm here to tell you right now that I will not fail
I wish my old friends could see me now
Because they never would believe what I am doing now
I never gave up
Right now I'm where I want to be
Maybe not for you, but it's good enough for me
Don't need no fancy cars or diamond rings
All I wanna do is get on stage and sing
My dream is today and I'm doing it strong
No matter what the odds, I will still push on
I will do it for the poor who have no voice
And for all of the victims who had no choice
I will do it for the weak who cannot fight
For those who were wronged I will make things right
It's been an uphill battle, my fingers have bled
But I'm almost there and I am far from dead
I never gave up
When I came to the city of Hollywood I was broke down and beat
I slept behind dumpsters on the side of the street
There's one thing that always got me through
The one thing I always held true is that I never gave up
I'm never gonna give up
Field Of Dreams Lyrics – Bliss N Eso (feat. Paris Wells)
So I guess I gotta...
Yo, eyo,
I spit like an M16, I let them all know they can have it
That flash of magic, with an imagination to match it
So catch it, it's classic, but it will not be contained
In an industry man made, cause it runs through my veins
It pumps through my brain, through my name, nothing will change
Don't make me huff and puff and turn this f**ker to flames
But enough of the games, my shadow is a tidal wave
My idle, there's a brighter way, fight for it night & day
I've built fires inspired to keep my hands warm
I've hopped through hurricanes
Step-step through sandstorms
I've climbed cliffs, you can see what I'm dreaming
Even walked on water, just to be here this evening
So, here we go again, I gotta prove I'm no magician to you
Rabbit in a hat, rappers is clueless how I kick it
This is blood, sweat & tears...
Flesh & bone a better way
A brotherhood of hope, with a megaphone at heavens gate
[Chorus:]
Shoot me down, raise my head
Walk my field of dreams instead
Cause' there's no way, you will march on top of me
Not how this is going to be be
Lift my feet, raise my head
Love & sweat & tears I've bled
Create the path I see ahead
{So I guess I gotta...}
Walk my way instead
Yeah, check it out, yo.
Well he's still kickin' it so beautifully
Bet he's re-writing the odds
Cause he knows it's not the dog in the fight
But the fight in the dog
And the kid couldn't spell for shit
But could draw like a photograph
F**k a hit, he rather his rhyme on the wall of a poets class
Caught a flow & wrote the flavor that archaeologists artists audio appropriator
Ghost rider, flaming chopper, corresing the night
Chasing the glimpse of a forever fading the red sun horizon
He just lights up the skies (lights up the skies)
While running through this circus
With the heart full of good vibes (heart full of good vibes)
That's pumping through his circuits
Live wire, high flyer
Spit fire round his lungs
A war torn mustang, through an empire of the sun
Catch him diving in his rhythm
Rhyme & gliding in his vision
Manifest music momentoes to remind him of his mission
He just rolls like a bowler
A soldiers forward composure
With butterfly net full of dreams hangin' over his shoulder he says...
[Chorus:]
Shoot me down, raise my head
Walk my field of dreams instead
Cause there's no way, you will march on top of me
Not how this is going to be be
Lift my feet, raise my head
Love & sweat & tears I've bled
Create the path I see ahead
{So I guess I gotta...}
Walk my way instead
Shoot me down, raise my head
Walk my field of dreams instead
Cause there's no way, you will march on top of me
Not how this is going to be be
Lift my feet, raise my head
Love & sweat & tears I've bled
Create the path I see ahead
{So I guess I gotta...}
Walk my way instead
Yo, eyo,
I spit like an M16, I let them all know they can have it
That flash of magic, with an imagination to match it
So catch it, it's classic, but it will not be contained
In an industry man made, cause it runs through my veins
It pumps through my brain, through my name, nothing will change
Don't make me huff and puff and turn this f**ker to flames
But enough of the games, my shadow is a tidal wave
My idle, there's a brighter way, fight for it night & day
I've built fires inspired to keep my hands warm
I've hopped through hurricanes
Step-step through sandstorms
I've climbed cliffs, you can see what I'm dreaming
Even walked on water, just to be here this evening
So, here we go again, I gotta prove I'm no magician to you
Rabbit in a hat, rappers is clueless how I kick it
This is blood, sweat & tears...
Flesh & bone a better way
A brotherhood of hope, with a megaphone at heavens gate
[Chorus:]
Shoot me down, raise my head
Walk my field of dreams instead
Cause' there's no way, you will march on top of me
Not how this is going to be be
Lift my feet, raise my head
Love & sweat & tears I've bled
Create the path I see ahead
{So I guess I gotta...}
Walk my way instead
Yeah, check it out, yo.
Well he's still kickin' it so beautifully
Bet he's re-writing the odds
Cause he knows it's not the dog in the fight
But the fight in the dog
And the kid couldn't spell for shit
But could draw like a photograph
F**k a hit, he rather his rhyme on the wall of a poets class
Caught a flow & wrote the flavor that archaeologists artists audio appropriator
Ghost rider, flaming chopper, corresing the night
Chasing the glimpse of a forever fading the red sun horizon
He just lights up the skies (lights up the skies)
While running through this circus
With the heart full of good vibes (heart full of good vibes)
That's pumping through his circuits
Live wire, high flyer
Spit fire round his lungs
A war torn mustang, through an empire of the sun
Catch him diving in his rhythm
Rhyme & gliding in his vision
Manifest music momentoes to remind him of his mission
He just rolls like a bowler
A soldiers forward composure
With butterfly net full of dreams hangin' over his shoulder he says...
[Chorus:]
Shoot me down, raise my head
Walk my field of dreams instead
Cause there's no way, you will march on top of me
Not how this is going to be be
Lift my feet, raise my head
Love & sweat & tears I've bled
Create the path I see ahead
{So I guess I gotta...}
Walk my way instead
Shoot me down, raise my head
Walk my field of dreams instead
Cause there's no way, you will march on top of me
Not how this is going to be be
Lift my feet, raise my head
Love & sweat & tears I've bled
Create the path I see ahead
{So I guess I gotta...}
Walk my way instead
The Dark Tower Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
[Intro]
[In a wierd voice]
[Hook:]
I would like to talk to you tonight,
You see I am a guide from another galaxy in time,
And if you sprinkle what I give you over your golden eyes,
Then you will lift up and rise above, and fly the night sky.
[Eso:]
I grew wings, yo' I grew wings within a matter of minutes,
The rainbow feathered mad hatter of lyrics,
Trying to find freedom and manage a buisiness,
Serching for sunlight, trapped in a blizzard,
It's like dungens and dragons with emcee esher eyes,
Dance in my dust storm, rent free enterprise,
So let my emphasise the fact,
That I'm a jet lee chess piece bending rhymes back,
To there original position,
So every track is an imperial dominion,
I kick flip words in a cancun cottage,
And ride my flying fox over a bamboo forrest,
Now that's enjoying the high,
Straight from the mouth of a boy who can fly,
You can't hold me back or these housing tenements,
Cause were ready and heavy like a thousand elephants,
So welcome everybody to my caravan of courage,
The aussie jack sparrow, not a parrot talking rubbish,
On my way back from the degabah system,
Writing rhymes to my heavy hearts rhythm,
Listen and chase
[In a wierd voice]
[Hook:]
I would like to talk to you tonight,
You see I am a guide from another galaxy in time,
And if you sprinkle what I give you over your golden eyes,
Then you will lift up and rise above, and fly the night sky.
[Eso:]
I grew wings, yo' I grew wings within a matter of minutes,
The rainbow feathered mad hatter of lyrics,
Trying to find freedom and manage a buisiness,
Serching for sunlight, trapped in a blizzard,
It's like dungens and dragons with emcee esher eyes,
Dance in my dust storm, rent free enterprise,
So let my emphasise the fact,
That I'm a jet lee chess piece bending rhymes back,
To there original position,
So every track is an imperial dominion,
I kick flip words in a cancun cottage,
And ride my flying fox over a bamboo forrest,
Now that's enjoying the high,
Straight from the mouth of a boy who can fly,
You can't hold me back or these housing tenements,
Cause were ready and heavy like a thousand elephants,
So welcome everybody to my caravan of courage,
The aussie jack sparrow, not a parrot talking rubbish,
On my way back from the degabah system,
Writing rhymes to my heavy hearts rhythm,
Listen and chase
Mexican Spit Fire Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
OK Senoir
I'm reloaded!
(Moochy moochy)
Calling all guards to catch the chaps at large
You pack the bong brother? changing of the Avon Guard
You Cats on charge?
Well I ask you can I kick it?
Well that's the magic ticket
I'm the usher in the theatre, Screenin' Jack Slater
It's my never ending story that creates my fantasia
Poetical landscaper who bakes the mad flavours
Puff the magic on my rough track and hey,
It's my damn nature
Pu- Puffin the herb
Ohhhh Lord this is track murder
Hit the town with 73... in my backburner
Bliss the broadcaster - Bringing you the live data
I hold my lightsaber swinging through the skyscrapers
Feel the gorgeous air travel to my fortress lair
(It's the invisible, extravagent extrordinare)
I project my words on the canvas of the promised land
Picture this hollowman standing as a hologram
Welcome to my wonderful world of word wizardry
(B-B-B-B-Bounce to the beat)
Welcome to my wonderful world of word wizardry
(wizardry, wizardry (b-b-b-bounce to the beat)
Yo! I teach monkeys how to wrestle
In a spandex suit
Then send them to steal Roger Ramjets boots
A circle of psychos, I hang with the realest,
To shoot sh*t with a gang of gorillas
They call me Mad Max a Million
The abstract chamelion
Who gets his hustle on in a jam packed pavillion
I'm sunlight for those, who live in the dark
So let me grab the bat and send this b*tch out the park
Yeah
I'm the mack with no money
Still livin it up like mr happy go lucky
Every kid wants to fly
Every dog has his day
So everything I write is another wall that I break
Duck down, when I'm coming through the door
Jugglin chainsaws and running from the law
It's a bird, It's a plane, Nah it's me when I write,
Flippin off you motherf*cka's on my BMX bike
Welcome to my wonderful world of word wizardry
(B-B-B-B-Bounce to the beat)
Welcome to my wonderful world of word wizardry
(wizardry, wizardry (b-b-b-bounce to the beat)
In this human culture
My soul has just diffused my motor
And I'm a pull the f**kin plug on this human Choser
I'm a keep rappin till they catch the supernova
Straight start slangin out the back of my lunar rover
I'm that moon strider, that looney tune writer
That parachute lagoon diver
Air balloon glider
It's Shako, the twelve monkey time transporter
Audio, NVA the rhyme transformer
I take world famous models to an all you can eat
Rib House then back to mine to slaughter the meat
I'm an audio freak and by a quater to three,
You'll get a hum dum dinger when you order from me
I made a porno for free, at Oporto's with three,
Midget bitches call me audio theif
It's lumber jack Macca here to open your mind up
He's verbally violent like Oprah's vagina
Wise Up
(In tune-in tune-in tune-tune-tune-tune)
I'm reloaded!
(Moochy moochy)
Calling all guards to catch the chaps at large
You pack the bong brother? changing of the Avon Guard
You Cats on charge?
Well I ask you can I kick it?
Well that's the magic ticket
I'm the usher in the theatre, Screenin' Jack Slater
It's my never ending story that creates my fantasia
Poetical landscaper who bakes the mad flavours
Puff the magic on my rough track and hey,
It's my damn nature
Pu- Puffin the herb
Ohhhh Lord this is track murder
Hit the town with 73... in my backburner
Bliss the broadcaster - Bringing you the live data
I hold my lightsaber swinging through the skyscrapers
Feel the gorgeous air travel to my fortress lair
(It's the invisible, extravagent extrordinare)
I project my words on the canvas of the promised land
Picture this hollowman standing as a hologram
Welcome to my wonderful world of word wizardry
(B-B-B-B-Bounce to the beat)
Welcome to my wonderful world of word wizardry
(wizardry, wizardry (b-b-b-bounce to the beat)
Yo! I teach monkeys how to wrestle
In a spandex suit
Then send them to steal Roger Ramjets boots
A circle of psychos, I hang with the realest,
To shoot sh*t with a gang of gorillas
They call me Mad Max a Million
The abstract chamelion
Who gets his hustle on in a jam packed pavillion
I'm sunlight for those, who live in the dark
So let me grab the bat and send this b*tch out the park
Yeah
I'm the mack with no money
Still livin it up like mr happy go lucky
Every kid wants to fly
Every dog has his day
So everything I write is another wall that I break
Duck down, when I'm coming through the door
Jugglin chainsaws and running from the law
It's a bird, It's a plane, Nah it's me when I write,
Flippin off you motherf*cka's on my BMX bike
Welcome to my wonderful world of word wizardry
(B-B-B-B-Bounce to the beat)
Welcome to my wonderful world of word wizardry
(wizardry, wizardry (b-b-b-bounce to the beat)
In this human culture
My soul has just diffused my motor
And I'm a pull the f**kin plug on this human Choser
I'm a keep rappin till they catch the supernova
Straight start slangin out the back of my lunar rover
I'm that moon strider, that looney tune writer
That parachute lagoon diver
Air balloon glider
It's Shako, the twelve monkey time transporter
Audio, NVA the rhyme transformer
I take world famous models to an all you can eat
Rib House then back to mine to slaughter the meat
I'm an audio freak and by a quater to three,
You'll get a hum dum dinger when you order from me
I made a porno for free, at Oporto's with three,
Midget bitches call me audio theif
It's lumber jack Macca here to open your mind up
He's verbally violent like Oprah's vagina
Wise Up
(In tune-in tune-in tune-tune-tune-tune)
Choof Choof Train Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
Twenty six years of my life I never met her
Til a van on tour where I found that very treasure
Janky joints, moroccon special, carry on go forth, kingswoods, I'm puffin' on a gabatron blowtorch
Cooking up these cookies, bud is mashed into butter hash
Took a bite and laughed then I dashed to my hovercraft
That conductor cat on a sunny day rollercoaster
Feed the weed engine on my runaway locamotive
List of ben botanists speaking outta herbal stories
Stargaze from lack of booze, greenhouse observatory
Choofin through the hillside blowing doja wicked easy
Rider escapade with a stolen golden ticket
I just lounge by the billabong, sing a song with hella flavour
When I hit a bong I'm going to willy wonkas elevator
I'll see you later, I'm talking to Mary when I'm lost in a parked car off with the faries, so
[Chorus:]
All aboard the chooof choof train
Hit it left hit it right, brother use that flame (all aboard)
All aboard the choof choof train, turn it up in the speakers let the music bang (all aboard)
All aboard the choof choof train, toot toot mother f**ker Mary Jane's my name (all aboard)
All aboard the choof choof train
What you smokin' on brother?
That good shit man
Baseball bat blunts in ya face cunt
Yeah, baseball bat blunts, Mary Jane's a stripper
Macca's on the mic again rollin' up a rizler
Astronomical like the words that come out of me, blowing bongs off a burgundy balcony
It's virtual reality, my verse is a galaxy where birds on the canopy observe my whole family
In paradise, puffin purple profanity
Walshing through the worlds when burning one casually
Struttin' through the hood, like f**k it it's all good
It's that lumberjack macca cat cuttin' through the woods
So on the real ain't nothing liver than this, cause what I bring swings through on some spiderman shit
And when the wooden wheels turn, I arrive on a chariot
Stoned insecure, high but still happy bitch
I rhyme with the savages, blindfold the beat and sky dive with this cannabis
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I will
I think I can, I think I can, I know I've got the skill
I know I can, I know I can, I know it's gonna build
So let's ride this locomotive through the rivers and the hills, yo
[Chorus]
Til a van on tour where I found that very treasure
Janky joints, moroccon special, carry on go forth, kingswoods, I'm puffin' on a gabatron blowtorch
Cooking up these cookies, bud is mashed into butter hash
Took a bite and laughed then I dashed to my hovercraft
That conductor cat on a sunny day rollercoaster
Feed the weed engine on my runaway locamotive
List of ben botanists speaking outta herbal stories
Stargaze from lack of booze, greenhouse observatory
Choofin through the hillside blowing doja wicked easy
Rider escapade with a stolen golden ticket
I just lounge by the billabong, sing a song with hella flavour
When I hit a bong I'm going to willy wonkas elevator
I'll see you later, I'm talking to Mary when I'm lost in a parked car off with the faries, so
[Chorus:]
All aboard the chooof choof train
Hit it left hit it right, brother use that flame (all aboard)
All aboard the choof choof train, turn it up in the speakers let the music bang (all aboard)
All aboard the choof choof train, toot toot mother f**ker Mary Jane's my name (all aboard)
All aboard the choof choof train
What you smokin' on brother?
That good shit man
Baseball bat blunts in ya face cunt
Yeah, baseball bat blunts, Mary Jane's a stripper
Macca's on the mic again rollin' up a rizler
Astronomical like the words that come out of me, blowing bongs off a burgundy balcony
It's virtual reality, my verse is a galaxy where birds on the canopy observe my whole family
In paradise, puffin purple profanity
Walshing through the worlds when burning one casually
Struttin' through the hood, like f**k it it's all good
It's that lumberjack macca cat cuttin' through the woods
So on the real ain't nothing liver than this, cause what I bring swings through on some spiderman shit
And when the wooden wheels turn, I arrive on a chariot
Stoned insecure, high but still happy bitch
I rhyme with the savages, blindfold the beat and sky dive with this cannabis
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I will
I think I can, I think I can, I know I've got the skill
I know I can, I know I can, I know it's gonna build
So let's ride this locomotive through the rivers and the hills, yo
[Chorus]
The Dreamer Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
Hey you a dreamer? Ya... havent seen too many around lately it's been tough lately for dreamers they say dreaming is dead,
that nobody does it any more. It's not dead it's just been forgotten nobody teaches so no one knows it exists
I'm trying to change all that now, and you are too,
by dreaming everyday by dreaming with our hands and dreaming with our minds so what ever you do don't be board
because this is absolutely the most exiting time we could possible be alive
that nobody does it any more. It's not dead it's just been forgotten nobody teaches so no one knows it exists
I'm trying to change all that now, and you are too,
by dreaming everyday by dreaming with our hands and dreaming with our minds so what ever you do don't be board
because this is absolutely the most exiting time we could possible be alive
It's Working Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
Things Have Just Started
[Berni Mac]
Here I am motherfucker... Here I am
Told you I was coming didn't I tell ya? YEAHHH!
[Bliss]
Ahh shit, I think we just fucked up the industry
'Cause every tom dick and dumb cunt is dissing me
B-l-i-s-s plus Eso and Izm
So this is dedicated to you, so you best go and listen
Now don't you try to tell me what hip hop is not
You don't own that motherfucker man, you got it pops?
I'm gonna chop the crops, I'm gonna cop the rocks
I'm gonna cock the glock and they're gonna pop the shot
But us? What we gonna try and do is rock the spot
We hot to trot, it's not our fault we top the lot
and you just can't hack it can you? You lost the plot
So put your wack album out and I'ma watch it flop
So calm my cock and quit acting tough
You mad at us 'cause at a show you lack the punch
To pack in cunts and hear em' all react at once
With every front-row minger trying to snatch your nuts
Your rapping sucks, ya faggot chumps, the facts are rough
"I'ma sell out man" that just cracks me up
So back the fuck up, at all of the lessons when you step to me
and don't you dare ever try to question my integrity
Even your meanest diss is like a harmless joke
Dude I'm right here, quit dissing the bar of soap
You farmers choke knowing that my style is ill
You can hate us all you want but you can't deny the sKill
so fire at will and any song you tired of still
won't even affect me, I just smile and chill
So please it's over someone give me a drum roll
You numb skulls can take it straight up the bum hole
[Bliss]
Hit me hit me high, hit me hit me low
It don't really matter 'cause you know we're gonna grow
It's Working... It's working
"You god damn right"
It's working
"And that's a guaranteed fact"
Hit me hit me high, hit me hit me low
It don't really matter 'cause you know we're gonna grow
It's Working... It's working
"Bliss N Eso is back"
[Eso]
Ya see Bliss N Eso's back and that's a guaranteed banger
If you haven't seen us then you haven't seen hammers
Hit concrete and then bloom something beautiful
'cause this song means there's no room for the usual
So get off my gonads, I'm proud and broke
Where my head is a notepad in a cloud of smoke
Jealous rats in the city, they know I'm king
'cause I remodel the world with the flow I bring
See you rap for the cash and I pity your job
My style's wild like a child from the city of God
And Eso's headspace is something you can't touch
Head-bobbing at me is like fucking with hard drugs
In the park drunk living it up
With my state to state crews not giving a fuck
we stay "fresh" even when shit gets so bad
that we gotta be those fathers for kids with no dads
And that's how we bust and build this
Put my heart in a track bro, touch the real shit
There's no word to describe how real it's been
but it feels like flying down steep hills on wheely bins
I did it my way, I self-promote
This ain't Bentley's parked out the front of wealthy homes
This is for those who's words arn't usually heard
who can grab that mic and bloody prove what they're worth
I'm not a player at a picnic with my biscuit comped
I'm not the type to ask kiss the boss
I'm the blackout that wipes out like 50 blocks
that middle finger up kids give the cops
[Bliss]
Hit me hit me high, hit me hit me low
It don't really matter 'cause you know we're gonna grow
It's Working... It's working
"You god damn right"
It's working
"And that's a guaranteed fact"
Hit me hit me high, hit me hit me low
It don't really matter 'cause you know we're gonna grow
It's Working... It's working
"Bliss N Eso is back"
Hit me hit me high, hit me hit me low
It don't really matter 'cause you know we're gonna grow
It's Working... It's working
"You god damn right"
It's working
"And that's a guaranteed fact"
Hit me hit me high, hit me hit me low
It don't really matter 'cause you know we're gonna grow
It's Working... It's working
"Bliss N Eso is back"
[Berni Mac]
Here I am motherfucker... Here I am
Told you I was coming didn't I tell ya? YEAHHH!
[Bliss]
Ahh shit, I think we just fucked up the industry
'Cause every tom dick and dumb cunt is dissing me
B-l-i-s-s plus Eso and Izm
So this is dedicated to you, so you best go and listen
Now don't you try to tell me what hip hop is not
You don't own that motherfucker man, you got it pops?
I'm gonna chop the crops, I'm gonna cop the rocks
I'm gonna cock the glock and they're gonna pop the shot
But us? What we gonna try and do is rock the spot
We hot to trot, it's not our fault we top the lot
and you just can't hack it can you? You lost the plot
So put your wack album out and I'ma watch it flop
So calm my cock and quit acting tough
You mad at us 'cause at a show you lack the punch
To pack in cunts and hear em' all react at once
With every front-row minger trying to snatch your nuts
Your rapping sucks, ya faggot chumps, the facts are rough
"I'ma sell out man" that just cracks me up
So back the fuck up, at all of the lessons when you step to me
and don't you dare ever try to question my integrity
Even your meanest diss is like a harmless joke
Dude I'm right here, quit dissing the bar of soap
You farmers choke knowing that my style is ill
You can hate us all you want but you can't deny the sKill
so fire at will and any song you tired of still
won't even affect me, I just smile and chill
So please it's over someone give me a drum roll
You numb skulls can take it straight up the bum hole
[Bliss]
Hit me hit me high, hit me hit me low
It don't really matter 'cause you know we're gonna grow
It's Working... It's working
"You god damn right"
It's working
"And that's a guaranteed fact"
Hit me hit me high, hit me hit me low
It don't really matter 'cause you know we're gonna grow
It's Working... It's working
"Bliss N Eso is back"
[Eso]
Ya see Bliss N Eso's back and that's a guaranteed banger
If you haven't seen us then you haven't seen hammers
Hit concrete and then bloom something beautiful
'cause this song means there's no room for the usual
So get off my gonads, I'm proud and broke
Where my head is a notepad in a cloud of smoke
Jealous rats in the city, they know I'm king
'cause I remodel the world with the flow I bring
See you rap for the cash and I pity your job
My style's wild like a child from the city of God
And Eso's headspace is something you can't touch
Head-bobbing at me is like fucking with hard drugs
In the park drunk living it up
With my state to state crews not giving a fuck
we stay "fresh" even when shit gets so bad
that we gotta be those fathers for kids with no dads
And that's how we bust and build this
Put my heart in a track bro, touch the real shit
There's no word to describe how real it's been
but it feels like flying down steep hills on wheely bins
I did it my way, I self-promote
This ain't Bentley's parked out the front of wealthy homes
This is for those who's words arn't usually heard
who can grab that mic and bloody prove what they're worth
I'm not a player at a picnic with my biscuit comped
I'm not the type to ask kiss the boss
I'm the blackout that wipes out like 50 blocks
that middle finger up kids give the cops
[Bliss]
Hit me hit me high, hit me hit me low
It don't really matter 'cause you know we're gonna grow
It's Working... It's working
"You god damn right"
It's working
"And that's a guaranteed fact"
Hit me hit me high, hit me hit me low
It don't really matter 'cause you know we're gonna grow
It's Working... It's working
"Bliss N Eso is back"
Hit me hit me high, hit me hit me low
It don't really matter 'cause you know we're gonna grow
It's Working... It's working
"You god damn right"
It's working
"And that's a guaranteed fact"
Hit me hit me high, hit me hit me low
It don't really matter 'cause you know we're gonna grow
It's Working... It's working
"Bliss N Eso is back"
Up Jumped The Boogie Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
[Eso]
So ladies and gentelman, friends and crews
I came here to represent and vent my views
See they want you brainwashed like everyone's for the money
While we want the scene to blow like cherry bombs in the dunny
So check it out this is Eso on the mic
No Fuckin' around I came to get you in the vibe
Grab life by the balls and never look behind
'Cause when that bling bling dies you can bet I'll be alive
[Bliss]
A revolution of radical rebels writing raw, reflect the rap
of this cataclysmic cool calm collected cat
The front row covered when I'm spittin' the rhyme spray
Got skeletons on stage playin' rickety steinsways
I sit with the owls, flippin' the mouth, flippin' the vowels
The midnight paddock runner who's tippin the cows
Spittin it foul, down and dirty 'cause my crew's shabby
All I want's my girl, beer, a used caddy and this dudes happy
[Bliss]
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin' it down the only way they know how
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin' it down the only way they know how
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
[Bliss]
From the moment the show starts and we emerge when the curtains break
Your chest starts burnin' like you're slurpin' the bourbon straight
We blow the spot with more heat we servin' than a fernace makes
Percolate this bitch until we certain every person shakes
The bim bam boogieman is drinkin' 'til I'm plastered
All over your ears, rappin' swingin from the rafters
Got asses leavin' the seat when I'm freakin' the beat
Just husslin' like Larry Flint with the freedom of speech
[Eso]
So while it seems like there's millions of cats that stack loot
My crews here to stay like tax and tattoos
And theres no match for the kid that blows your mind
'Cause beatin' me's like me returnin' videos on time
and the music I make is like peakin' on a trip
Call me Jimmy Open Doors, day dreamin' with a spliff
Puttin pressure on the player tryin' to look like the cool guy
But couldn't come close if he spoofed on the bulls eye
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin' it down the only way they know how
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin' it down the only way they know how
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
[Bliss]
See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie (7 times)
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin' it down the only way they know how
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin' it down the only way they know how
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
So ladies and gentelman, friends and crews
I came here to represent and vent my views
See they want you brainwashed like everyone's for the money
While we want the scene to blow like cherry bombs in the dunny
So check it out this is Eso on the mic
No Fuckin' around I came to get you in the vibe
Grab life by the balls and never look behind
'Cause when that bling bling dies you can bet I'll be alive
[Bliss]
A revolution of radical rebels writing raw, reflect the rap
of this cataclysmic cool calm collected cat
The front row covered when I'm spittin' the rhyme spray
Got skeletons on stage playin' rickety steinsways
I sit with the owls, flippin' the mouth, flippin' the vowels
The midnight paddock runner who's tippin the cows
Spittin it foul, down and dirty 'cause my crew's shabby
All I want's my girl, beer, a used caddy and this dudes happy
[Bliss]
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin' it down the only way they know how
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin' it down the only way they know how
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
[Bliss]
From the moment the show starts and we emerge when the curtains break
Your chest starts burnin' like you're slurpin' the bourbon straight
We blow the spot with more heat we servin' than a fernace makes
Percolate this bitch until we certain every person shakes
The bim bam boogieman is drinkin' 'til I'm plastered
All over your ears, rappin' swingin from the rafters
Got asses leavin' the seat when I'm freakin' the beat
Just husslin' like Larry Flint with the freedom of speech
[Eso]
So while it seems like there's millions of cats that stack loot
My crews here to stay like tax and tattoos
And theres no match for the kid that blows your mind
'Cause beatin' me's like me returnin' videos on time
and the music I make is like peakin' on a trip
Call me Jimmy Open Doors, day dreamin' with a spliff
Puttin pressure on the player tryin' to look like the cool guy
But couldn't come close if he spoofed on the bulls eye
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin' it down the only way they know how
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin' it down the only way they know how
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
[Bliss]
See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie (7 times)
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin' it down the only way they know how
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
And they be puttin' it down the only way they know how
So sing it, "la la la la la la la la"
Then Till Now Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
(Yeh Hell Yeah)
[Verse 1:]
See It Was Hip Hop That Dam Near Changed My Life, From Meeting Ozone In L.A In 85,
From My Attempts To Try And Step On Stage And Rhyme, To My Beyond 2005` State Of Mind, From A Copy Of A Culture, Ta Teachen A Tradition, From Electric Buguloo, To The Beat That Keeps My Rhythm From, Wonderin The Tracks, Ta The Mic Thats In My Hand From, Wantin To Be Black, To Loven Who I Am, From Not Known Where Your From, To The Image Of Sydney, From Noone Knowin Hip-Hop, To Kids Thinkin Their 50, From The Dramas On Film, To The Dramas Of Life, From Posh Clothes, To Not Knowin They Were Half Of The Price, And From Thinking To Be King, U Gotta Have Wealth, Ta The Inner Revolution...I Call Knowledge Itself, So From Back "Then Till Now" I Still Rap For The Pleasure Bein` Rich Or Poor Man, Im Still Happy As Ever.
[Chorus:]
U Gotta Understand Me
(U Gotta Understand Me)
I Gotta Understand You
(I Gotta Understand You, So We Can Stand Together Recognise The Vision, Its One Love, One Life, Sets Aside Our Differences.
U Gotta Understand Me
(U Gotta Understand Me)
I Got To Understand You, Cause Thats What Gets Me By, In My Life
[Verse 2:]
From A Part Of The Bronx, To The Heart Of The Burbs, From A "Just Let This Kid", To A Artist Of Words, From A Wild Child, To My Parents Trynna Steady Me, From Taken My Pocket Cube, To Givin Me Heave "D", From Mimicking Thugs, Thinking The Lyrics With Dope, To Getten No Satisfaction Cause It Was Mirrors Of Smoke. From A Home Of Hip-Hop, To A Land Owned By Rock, From Rhyming To My Mirror, From 2 Thousand Blowen The Spot, But Through All Of The Cheers, And The Boo And The Beers, Was Just A Kid On The Bus, Headphones Glued To His Hears, We Just Cruise To The Years, To Sewer The Tears, The Blood... And Sweat Makes Somethin With His Crew And His Peers, See It Was Hip-Hop That Put Three Law Souls On A Map, From Showen Us The Country, To Putten Clothes On Our Back, And From Finding Myself, In My Mic's Reflection, To This Musical Marriage - That Gives My Life Direction.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
From A Major Label Deal, To Bustin On The Street, Knowin Souls Were For Sale, When Im Fuckin With These Beats,
The Landlord Of These Lyrics, With A Touch To Welcome Me, But If It Doesnt Ground, U Could Trust It Wasnt Me...
The Deepest Of Minds, Cant Frame What I've Imagined, Three Eyes On The Train, Writin Rhymes On A Napkin, See These Kids Dont Have Bentley's, They Sit And Take The Bus, But If Ya Playen This Tape, Ya Situation's Sussed, From Backstage Butterfly's To A Passion Of A Debut, From Not Haven A Path, To Push A Path And A Way Through, From This Rhyming Release, To Stress God Off My Chest, From Chasen A Dream, To Holden The Art Of The Press, From Shoe Store Days, From Writing Sessions At Night, To A Culture That Eso Told Me That Taught Me Lessons In Life.
So From Back "Then Till Now" I Still Rap For The Pleasure, Bein` Rich Or Poor Man...Im Still Happy As Ever.
And... We Wont Stop Until We Get That Feeling, That's Why We Get On Up (Yer) That's Why We Got On Uppp ...
Ohhh We Wont Stop Until We Get That Feeling, Thats Why We Get On Uuuup
[Chorus]
[Verse 1:]
See It Was Hip Hop That Dam Near Changed My Life, From Meeting Ozone In L.A In 85,
From My Attempts To Try And Step On Stage And Rhyme, To My Beyond 2005` State Of Mind, From A Copy Of A Culture, Ta Teachen A Tradition, From Electric Buguloo, To The Beat That Keeps My Rhythm From, Wonderin The Tracks, Ta The Mic Thats In My Hand From, Wantin To Be Black, To Loven Who I Am, From Not Known Where Your From, To The Image Of Sydney, From Noone Knowin Hip-Hop, To Kids Thinkin Their 50, From The Dramas On Film, To The Dramas Of Life, From Posh Clothes, To Not Knowin They Were Half Of The Price, And From Thinking To Be King, U Gotta Have Wealth, Ta The Inner Revolution...I Call Knowledge Itself, So From Back "Then Till Now" I Still Rap For The Pleasure Bein` Rich Or Poor Man, Im Still Happy As Ever.
[Chorus:]
U Gotta Understand Me
(U Gotta Understand Me)
I Gotta Understand You
(I Gotta Understand You, So We Can Stand Together Recognise The Vision, Its One Love, One Life, Sets Aside Our Differences.
U Gotta Understand Me
(U Gotta Understand Me)
I Got To Understand You, Cause Thats What Gets Me By, In My Life
[Verse 2:]
From A Part Of The Bronx, To The Heart Of The Burbs, From A "Just Let This Kid", To A Artist Of Words, From A Wild Child, To My Parents Trynna Steady Me, From Taken My Pocket Cube, To Givin Me Heave "D", From Mimicking Thugs, Thinking The Lyrics With Dope, To Getten No Satisfaction Cause It Was Mirrors Of Smoke. From A Home Of Hip-Hop, To A Land Owned By Rock, From Rhyming To My Mirror, From 2 Thousand Blowen The Spot, But Through All Of The Cheers, And The Boo And The Beers, Was Just A Kid On The Bus, Headphones Glued To His Hears, We Just Cruise To The Years, To Sewer The Tears, The Blood... And Sweat Makes Somethin With His Crew And His Peers, See It Was Hip-Hop That Put Three Law Souls On A Map, From Showen Us The Country, To Putten Clothes On Our Back, And From Finding Myself, In My Mic's Reflection, To This Musical Marriage - That Gives My Life Direction.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
From A Major Label Deal, To Bustin On The Street, Knowin Souls Were For Sale, When Im Fuckin With These Beats,
The Landlord Of These Lyrics, With A Touch To Welcome Me, But If It Doesnt Ground, U Could Trust It Wasnt Me...
The Deepest Of Minds, Cant Frame What I've Imagined, Three Eyes On The Train, Writin Rhymes On A Napkin, See These Kids Dont Have Bentley's, They Sit And Take The Bus, But If Ya Playen This Tape, Ya Situation's Sussed, From Backstage Butterfly's To A Passion Of A Debut, From Not Haven A Path, To Push A Path And A Way Through, From This Rhyming Release, To Stress God Off My Chest, From Chasen A Dream, To Holden The Art Of The Press, From Shoe Store Days, From Writing Sessions At Night, To A Culture That Eso Told Me That Taught Me Lessons In Life.
So From Back "Then Till Now" I Still Rap For The Pleasure, Bein` Rich Or Poor Man...Im Still Happy As Ever.
And... We Wont Stop Until We Get That Feeling, That's Why We Get On Up (Yer) That's Why We Got On Uppp ...
Ohhh We Wont Stop Until We Get That Feeling, Thats Why We Get On Uuuup
[Chorus]
Get Your Boof On Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
Ah, put that away darling, goodness gracious
you going to embarress me in front of this lot
It's certainly fine darling. Is my bow tie on properly?
good, good, good. Ahem, mic check
Now Ladies and Gentlemen
hurry now to your seats the shows about to begin
and my word you're in for a treat.
Buckle up your belts now.
Hold on to your knickers at all costs
as we welcome you to part 2 of pigs in a porn trough.
[Rapper 1]
It's like my lifes a song and everyone knows that if my
lights are on then everyone's home
and that's a serious shindig a guaranteed fix
cause even 20/20 motherfuckers haven't seen shit
I want the fans and my show to put the mosh in pit
Barbecuing with my crew chillin' off my tits
with a maid that'll slave cook and wash my dick
in a house that I own didn't cost me shit
[Rapper 2]
So just bounce, we up in the club bumper to bumper
I just wanna jump in the bunker and hump her like thumper
and misses Permie's ass wouldn't stop buzzin and shakin
I wanna take her to the shed (for hot lovin relations)
Just let the touch of fudge spillin out the top of your bridges
I wanna put you on a plate and suck you up with a biscuit
The twisted man on the job when you aint lovin her right
Perverted poetical plumber that's plugging her pipe
Ayo Ladies (yea)
does rubbin a nub make you crazy? (Yea)
You got tits and buts with no maybes? (Ohh yea)
Well answer me this, do you love a good boofin? Well? (Hell yea)
Ayo Gentlemen (yea)
you ready to up jump and represent? (Yea)
if shes game and you game you adventures? (Yea)
You got that look in your eyes
now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight
[Rapper 1]
I got my willie in you mouth hoe Sydney's in the house bro,
ridin free lighting we chillin on the couch blown
and theres no holding it in
Roll out your red rug love and give me that Dolmio grin
[Rapper 2]
Ohh I'm that stench trench digger like dirk workin your lawn
Servin the words of this song got birds slurping my shlong
watch it grow huge now my tower that's made of wood that
that just rolls though towns to deflower the native bush
[voice 1]
See they might have money for electrol rolls
but I got these minga's pinging wishing they had extra hoes
So let me plat your puss while I hang you from your undies (hehehehe)
no, no in the morning just a kanger in your undies
[Rapper 2]
See I just tickle your nipples and give you giggles to you stomach
flip you and hit you and just watch shock waves ripple up your buttocks
Make you scream like gale weather when I'm dippin in your clit
as I ream your tail feather and leave your knickers in a twist.
Ayo Ladies (yea)
does rubbin a nub make you crazy? (Yea)
You got tits and buts with no maybes? (Ohh yea)
Well answer me this, do you love a good boofin? Well? (Hell yea)
Ayo Gentlemen (yea)
you ready to up jump and represent? (Yea)
if shes game and you game you adventures? (Yea)
You got that look in your eyes
now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight
[Rapper 1]
Yo we got budda and bootie to blaze and bounce when we chill consumed by
hooters that truly make me bounce on her frills (ha, ha, ha)
Fireplace fondling fingers in your fun house
growlin out mother nature till its sundown.
[Rapper 2]
Well it's the toxic bug, the gov rocks the club
and if you fly I'm the pilot for your cockpit love
Bathin with black bootie booties like the prince of Zamunda
love is blind rich is prior like (punta, punta, punta)
[voice 1/2]
I might be beady with my pipe but just navel captain Shabby
will not explore down under unless you shave your map of Tassie
Too right govner aint nothing knew to this cunty
so drop you dacks young love so I ?? you in your undies
[Rapper 1/2]
There was a beaver two calves when I found her lair
a hundred crabs and an ass with a thousand hairs.
A purring pussy that plays head tricks on my mind
and an oily oyster and a dead fish I can't find.
Ayo Ladies (yea)
does rubbin a nub make you crazy? (Yea)
You got tits and buts with no maybes? (Ohh yea)
Well answer me this, do you love a good boofin? Well? (Hell yea)
Ayo Gentlemen (yea)
you ready to up jump and represent? (Yea)
if shes game and you game you adventures? (Yea)
You got that look in your eyes
now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight
Get You boof on, now get your boof on
cause it's a good song to get your boof on
Get You boof on, now get your boof on
cause it's a good song to get your boof on
Get your boof on tonight, get you boof on tonight
Get you boof on, Get you boof on, Get your boof on tonight
If shes looking that tight with that pussy delight
then get your boof on, get your boof on, get your boof on tonight
you going to embarress me in front of this lot
It's certainly fine darling. Is my bow tie on properly?
good, good, good. Ahem, mic check
Now Ladies and Gentlemen
hurry now to your seats the shows about to begin
and my word you're in for a treat.
Buckle up your belts now.
Hold on to your knickers at all costs
as we welcome you to part 2 of pigs in a porn trough.
[Rapper 1]
It's like my lifes a song and everyone knows that if my
lights are on then everyone's home
and that's a serious shindig a guaranteed fix
cause even 20/20 motherfuckers haven't seen shit
I want the fans and my show to put the mosh in pit
Barbecuing with my crew chillin' off my tits
with a maid that'll slave cook and wash my dick
in a house that I own didn't cost me shit
[Rapper 2]
So just bounce, we up in the club bumper to bumper
I just wanna jump in the bunker and hump her like thumper
and misses Permie's ass wouldn't stop buzzin and shakin
I wanna take her to the shed (for hot lovin relations)
Just let the touch of fudge spillin out the top of your bridges
I wanna put you on a plate and suck you up with a biscuit
The twisted man on the job when you aint lovin her right
Perverted poetical plumber that's plugging her pipe
Ayo Ladies (yea)
does rubbin a nub make you crazy? (Yea)
You got tits and buts with no maybes? (Ohh yea)
Well answer me this, do you love a good boofin? Well? (Hell yea)
Ayo Gentlemen (yea)
you ready to up jump and represent? (Yea)
if shes game and you game you adventures? (Yea)
You got that look in your eyes
now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight
[Rapper 1]
I got my willie in you mouth hoe Sydney's in the house bro,
ridin free lighting we chillin on the couch blown
and theres no holding it in
Roll out your red rug love and give me that Dolmio grin
[Rapper 2]
Ohh I'm that stench trench digger like dirk workin your lawn
Servin the words of this song got birds slurping my shlong
watch it grow huge now my tower that's made of wood that
that just rolls though towns to deflower the native bush
[voice 1]
See they might have money for electrol rolls
but I got these minga's pinging wishing they had extra hoes
So let me plat your puss while I hang you from your undies (hehehehe)
no, no in the morning just a kanger in your undies
[Rapper 2]
See I just tickle your nipples and give you giggles to you stomach
flip you and hit you and just watch shock waves ripple up your buttocks
Make you scream like gale weather when I'm dippin in your clit
as I ream your tail feather and leave your knickers in a twist.
Ayo Ladies (yea)
does rubbin a nub make you crazy? (Yea)
You got tits and buts with no maybes? (Ohh yea)
Well answer me this, do you love a good boofin? Well? (Hell yea)
Ayo Gentlemen (yea)
you ready to up jump and represent? (Yea)
if shes game and you game you adventures? (Yea)
You got that look in your eyes
now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight
[Rapper 1]
Yo we got budda and bootie to blaze and bounce when we chill consumed by
hooters that truly make me bounce on her frills (ha, ha, ha)
Fireplace fondling fingers in your fun house
growlin out mother nature till its sundown.
[Rapper 2]
Well it's the toxic bug, the gov rocks the club
and if you fly I'm the pilot for your cockpit love
Bathin with black bootie booties like the prince of Zamunda
love is blind rich is prior like (punta, punta, punta)
[voice 1/2]
I might be beady with my pipe but just navel captain Shabby
will not explore down under unless you shave your map of Tassie
Too right govner aint nothing knew to this cunty
so drop you dacks young love so I ?? you in your undies
[Rapper 1/2]
There was a beaver two calves when I found her lair
a hundred crabs and an ass with a thousand hairs.
A purring pussy that plays head tricks on my mind
and an oily oyster and a dead fish I can't find.
Ayo Ladies (yea)
does rubbin a nub make you crazy? (Yea)
You got tits and buts with no maybes? (Ohh yea)
Well answer me this, do you love a good boofin? Well? (Hell yea)
Ayo Gentlemen (yea)
you ready to up jump and represent? (Yea)
if shes game and you game you adventures? (Yea)
You got that look in your eyes
now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight
Get You boof on, now get your boof on
cause it's a good song to get your boof on
Get You boof on, now get your boof on
cause it's a good song to get your boof on
Get your boof on tonight, get you boof on tonight
Get you boof on, Get you boof on, Get your boof on tonight
If shes looking that tight with that pussy delight
then get your boof on, get your boof on, get your boof on tonight
Get Loose Lyrics – Bliss N Eso (feat. Hyjak)
Bliss n Eso Hyjak bring it precise
We singing it nice fresher than a minger on ice
If yall're up in this bitch lets start breaking something
Aint this bumpin? Every fucking patron jumpin
And this came from nothin fuck radio airwaves
Shit to save I've got my hair shaved (well thats fair play.)
To all my troops get your boots stampin
You got me booze slammin I'm a loose cannon
I found my companion, IZM was so blind
Passed out on the shitter five minutes to showtime
You hoes fine? Well even if you're not fly
Cock eyed with a head that looks like a drop eye
Turn it clockwise on your volume meter
All you lads screamin out like you callin beaver
Wakin up all you sleepers
Shits so fucking loud like we bombin speakers
It goes
Grab your parner Dosey Doe
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
(Yee ha)
My crews sussin this bitch
(Aw yeah)
Let's get loose up in this bitch
[X2]
Are they ready for this? I don't think they are
We ain't weight lifters but still game to raise the bar
Face it we're basically state of the art
Delegate your danger its like demons playin the harp
You playing proud I'll take my mike and go the distance
Video eqiopment for christmas, now you think you can spit this?
We made our own path rollin, we rim spinning
We just stolen a ??
But you're me they're jealous we controllin our destiny
I'm the piece of the puzzle that been dipped in LSE
Fella you seein the RTI lightin weed
Why the fuck are you photo id'ing your photo id
Bad guy you need to point your finger at
Slap you in the face with a dick attached to a fucking cricket bat
Bring it back, rocking Sydney nightly
You the finest weed the .. west side to the sea like
Grab your parner Dosey Doe
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
(Yee ha)
My crews sussin this bitch
(Aw yeah)
Let's get loose up in this bitch
[X2]
To all my troops getin loose get your boots stampin
Where ya at? Aw yeah
To all my troops getin loose get your boots stampin
Where ya at? Aw yeah
Awww shit, another track I can bless
With psychadellic side effects got Hyjak in the tress
I'm chillin like I'm feeling bro rolling skunk
While Bliss is butt naked bloody bowling drunk
Man you know what's up that authentic shit
Less Bling Bling bro and more penmanship
And I'll send this shit to the moon and back
Then burn something backstage where my crew is at
See there's a couple of things that I've wanted all year
To live off this mike and be sponsored by beer
Since that won't happen imma show you a trick
How to piss and walk while you're smoking a spliff
And it's making them sick lower class blowin smoke
In the face of the rich while I spit his kids
Like takin the trip and imma tear these walls down
So buff tuff pricks can stare these balls down
Grab your parner Dosey Doe
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
(Yee ha)
My crews sussin this bitch
(Aw yeah)
Let's get loose up in this bitch
[X2]
We singing it nice fresher than a minger on ice
If yall're up in this bitch lets start breaking something
Aint this bumpin? Every fucking patron jumpin
And this came from nothin fuck radio airwaves
Shit to save I've got my hair shaved (well thats fair play.)
To all my troops get your boots stampin
You got me booze slammin I'm a loose cannon
I found my companion, IZM was so blind
Passed out on the shitter five minutes to showtime
You hoes fine? Well even if you're not fly
Cock eyed with a head that looks like a drop eye
Turn it clockwise on your volume meter
All you lads screamin out like you callin beaver
Wakin up all you sleepers
Shits so fucking loud like we bombin speakers
It goes
Grab your parner Dosey Doe
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
(Yee ha)
My crews sussin this bitch
(Aw yeah)
Let's get loose up in this bitch
[X2]
Are they ready for this? I don't think they are
We ain't weight lifters but still game to raise the bar
Face it we're basically state of the art
Delegate your danger its like demons playin the harp
You playing proud I'll take my mike and go the distance
Video eqiopment for christmas, now you think you can spit this?
We made our own path rollin, we rim spinning
We just stolen a ??
But you're me they're jealous we controllin our destiny
I'm the piece of the puzzle that been dipped in LSE
Fella you seein the RTI lightin weed
Why the fuck are you photo id'ing your photo id
Bad guy you need to point your finger at
Slap you in the face with a dick attached to a fucking cricket bat
Bring it back, rocking Sydney nightly
You the finest weed the .. west side to the sea like
Grab your parner Dosey Doe
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
(Yee ha)
My crews sussin this bitch
(Aw yeah)
Let's get loose up in this bitch
[X2]
To all my troops getin loose get your boots stampin
Where ya at? Aw yeah
To all my troops getin loose get your boots stampin
Where ya at? Aw yeah
Awww shit, another track I can bless
With psychadellic side effects got Hyjak in the tress
I'm chillin like I'm feeling bro rolling skunk
While Bliss is butt naked bloody bowling drunk
Man you know what's up that authentic shit
Less Bling Bling bro and more penmanship
And I'll send this shit to the moon and back
Then burn something backstage where my crew is at
See there's a couple of things that I've wanted all year
To live off this mike and be sponsored by beer
Since that won't happen imma show you a trick
How to piss and walk while you're smoking a spliff
And it's making them sick lower class blowin smoke
In the face of the rich while I spit his kids
Like takin the trip and imma tear these walls down
So buff tuff pricks can stare these balls down
Grab your parner Dosey Doe
To the rhythm of the rhymer with the dopest flow
(Yee ha)
My crews sussin this bitch
(Aw yeah)
Let's get loose up in this bitch
[X2]
Mad Tight Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
Yo, check me out right here
You see, these rappers are unhappy
With the price of the gold card
While on this mic I'm like
Ice in a cold glass
There's no doubt
I manhandle a track
And break this bitch down
Like Bam Bam with his bat
You players act pussy
Like Jessica Rabbit
I'mma hit you with some shit
That get ya head in a hammock
I'm that poet burst
On that park bench to smoke
The only Superman that knows
Clark Kent's a joke
A fist fuck freedom
I fight for my right
To hit the lab with a pad
And have the time of my life
You're damn right,
I been sparkin' up the highs
Takin' flight in the night
With my armored butterflies
But notice I throw bricks
I'm heaven sent, bro
It's no shit, my flow's sick
I represent, so
Drown in my dreams
When you look at my eyes
And just bounce to the beat
And prove the boogie's alive
Hey yo, Sydney (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Hey yo, Brissy (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
See, i dream to be
On TV flashin' my balls
Throwin' it up for my lads
Like graff on a wall
That's right, we gotta maintain
And struggle through the drama
And stay on the rise
Like bubbles in my lager
But right now
You better make some way
For new talent that pretty much
Covers state to state
But when it's all said and done
I'll be riding the back
Of Uncle Sam gettin' drunk
With my eyes on his cash
Why you pursuin' the cash, bro?
I'm doin' the math flows
Spittin' more dirty shit
Than players chewin' tobacco
Raggin' they glassfuls
And how they pimp slap hoes
But I think I'll be less bored
Watchin grass grow, asshole
I'm not a new face
I know this record shit's
A big loot race
They asked to see my tour budget
I held up my shoelace
You could only afford two plane tickets
And some toothpaste
Hey yo, Eso, help me
Shove Izm in my suitcase
Hey yo, Melbourne (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Adelaide, (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
So you got the first record
At the hip hop store
Yeah, that shit was fresh
Man, but this is sophomore
(aw yeah)
And I ain't even gotta ask
If you feel us
You know that Bliss N Eso throws
The illest bash in the village
Oh you know, bro
It's those nutty loco kids
Get the crowd bouncin' like
A sea of cats on pogo sticks
We on that next level
Droppin' turds, bombin' ya whole plane
2008 rap Jonathan Coltrane
My lab was built great
Plush leather couches and silk drapes
Try furniture made out of planks
Of wooden milk crates
We both underground blokes
Spittin' profound quotes
Sippin' the local lager
Mingling with the town folk
Just two white boys
And a half Arab man
Travel the land in an
Old busted thrash caravan
See, hip hop finds us
When we feel all lost
So we gon' ride this motherfucker
'til the wheels fall off
Hey yo, Perth (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Hey yo, Tassie (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Hey yo, Canberra (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Byron Bay, (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
To the rest of the land
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight [x8]
You see, these rappers are unhappy
With the price of the gold card
While on this mic I'm like
Ice in a cold glass
There's no doubt
I manhandle a track
And break this bitch down
Like Bam Bam with his bat
You players act pussy
Like Jessica Rabbit
I'mma hit you with some shit
That get ya head in a hammock
I'm that poet burst
On that park bench to smoke
The only Superman that knows
Clark Kent's a joke
A fist fuck freedom
I fight for my right
To hit the lab with a pad
And have the time of my life
You're damn right,
I been sparkin' up the highs
Takin' flight in the night
With my armored butterflies
But notice I throw bricks
I'm heaven sent, bro
It's no shit, my flow's sick
I represent, so
Drown in my dreams
When you look at my eyes
And just bounce to the beat
And prove the boogie's alive
Hey yo, Sydney (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Hey yo, Brissy (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
See, i dream to be
On TV flashin' my balls
Throwin' it up for my lads
Like graff on a wall
That's right, we gotta maintain
And struggle through the drama
And stay on the rise
Like bubbles in my lager
But right now
You better make some way
For new talent that pretty much
Covers state to state
But when it's all said and done
I'll be riding the back
Of Uncle Sam gettin' drunk
With my eyes on his cash
Why you pursuin' the cash, bro?
I'm doin' the math flows
Spittin' more dirty shit
Than players chewin' tobacco
Raggin' they glassfuls
And how they pimp slap hoes
But I think I'll be less bored
Watchin grass grow, asshole
I'm not a new face
I know this record shit's
A big loot race
They asked to see my tour budget
I held up my shoelace
You could only afford two plane tickets
And some toothpaste
Hey yo, Eso, help me
Shove Izm in my suitcase
Hey yo, Melbourne (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Adelaide, (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
So you got the first record
At the hip hop store
Yeah, that shit was fresh
Man, but this is sophomore
(aw yeah)
And I ain't even gotta ask
If you feel us
You know that Bliss N Eso throws
The illest bash in the village
Oh you know, bro
It's those nutty loco kids
Get the crowd bouncin' like
A sea of cats on pogo sticks
We on that next level
Droppin' turds, bombin' ya whole plane
2008 rap Jonathan Coltrane
My lab was built great
Plush leather couches and silk drapes
Try furniture made out of planks
Of wooden milk crates
We both underground blokes
Spittin' profound quotes
Sippin' the local lager
Mingling with the town folk
Just two white boys
And a half Arab man
Travel the land in an
Old busted thrash caravan
See, hip hop finds us
When we feel all lost
So we gon' ride this motherfucker
'til the wheels fall off
Hey yo, Perth (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Hey yo, Tassie (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Hey yo, Canberra (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Byron Bay, (what what)
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
To the rest of the land
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight
Your style is mad tight [x8]
Nowhere But Up Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
[Bliss:]
We Aint From Life In The Gutter, So They Dont Feel Our Stuff
What You Like To Be Stubborn? What We Aint Real Enough
Cuz We White From The Suburbs And We Write From A Brother's
Raw And Uncut Emotionblazin' A Mic In The Cupboard
You Motherfuckers Make Me Laugh With That Ridiculous Shit
Who Brings It Like Nick-Ity-Split, As Wicked At This?
See These Ballers See A White Boy, Star Kiddin' N Laugh
But Im Like Billy Hoyle Hustlin' Sidney For Cash
And You Just Talkin Loud, You An Imposter Clown
Where'd You Pick Your Style Up? The Fuckin' Lost And Found
Gosh It Sounds Like Youwashed It Down
And Sprinkled It With Sugar Just To Get Your Little Career Off The Ground
We Aint From Life In The Gutter, So They Dont Feel Our Stuff
What You Like To Be Stubborn? What We Aint Real Enough
Cuz We White From The Suburbs And We Write From A Brother's
Raw And Uncut Emotionblazin' A Mic In The Cupboard
You Motherfuckers Make Me Laugh With That Ridiculous Shit
Who Brings It Like Nick-Ity-Split, As Wicked At This?
See These Ballers See A White Boy, Star Kiddin' N Laugh
But Im Like Billy Hoyle Hustlin' Sidney For Cash
And You Just Talkin Loud, You An Imposter Clown
Where'd You Pick Your Style Up? The Fuckin' Lost And Found
Gosh It Sounds Like Youwashed It Down
And Sprinkled It With Sugar Just To Get Your Little Career Off The Ground
Watch Your Mouth Lyrics – Bliss N Eso (feat. Mystro)
Yeah, yeah, yeah what up hip hoppers? (Nah let me do that again) Yeah yeah yeah what's up party people (Nahh) (Common man!) Yeah yeah what's up this is mighty mystro the natural born spitter outta UK (Yeah mother fuckers) UK and Oz connect, this is to all you half ass MCs out there (Take this) For the chance of beating me for any coward are slim, cause I got the power to fisnish any clown in the ring, see I'll mark you for death and leave you with scars from your chest to your legs and sever your head off with the largest machete, then after I start and the ref shatter some glass in his head and I'll grasp his neck till his parcially dead and he's starving for a breath, but I'm a deveious man, the hardest to stop, rapers claim to be harder than rock and I beat them with sand, and if you big for this man I'll probaly tie your feet to a van and drive you through the streets of your land, not messing with me fool, I'll take you to the stepial of a cathedral and tie you to the peak with your hands and leave you to hang your self, don't come around here speaking all that jazz, when your crew ain't got as much streets as my ball bags have, don't ever let me see you sport that badge or I'll leave your face with more foot prints than my grannies door mat has
Party At My Place Lyrics – Bliss N Eso (feat. Motley)
[Bliss:]
Yo, I know a place that you lot can play
It's a party that you can hear like two blocks away
Fuckin' attitude and fuck the right apparel to wear
Fuck driving I rolled up on a barrel of beer
I busted through the door to Bliss N Eso bustin the speakers
It's so packed in here that I'm steppin on sneakers
But this MC corners me he's got my patience spent
'Cause he's wack but thinks he's the shit like David Brent
Gave me his Demo to Sus, he Wouldn't let go my nuts
I was like dude I'll be right back just need a bevo to clutch
Yo _ Whats Up
I got the urge to write a sentence
Izm rocked up with 3 Virgin Flight Attendants
When his beer runs out there'll be some trouble and some buggin
So I open the fridge and stashed a couple in the oven.
I'm a sneaky little cunny
But believe me it was funny when I found 2 mingers gettin freaky in the dunny
Wait Thats Not A Girl...
Whats Up Bro?
[Motley:]
It's me Motley
Didn't I tell you fuckers to watch me
Bliss you know I'm pissed man you should have stopped me ::Hick Up::
Now I'm drunk and this fat chicks got me
Hand-cuffed to the taps and now she's filling the bath
I'm from the U.K so she loves the way that I rap
But the bitch got sideburns worse than Shaft
Shits not funny man please don't laugh
That's when Eso bust down the door
[Eso:]
Yo get your ass up off my bathroom floor
You've only had a couple of drinks we got more
It's beer o'clock bro I told you before
Now hit this weed
[Motley:]
But I don't smoke
Ahh what the hell man just one toke
[Eso:]
Nah take two hits but watch you don't
[cough]
Watch ya don't
Watch ya don't Choke
[Chorus:]
Well there's a party at my place and you're invited
A place to just chill, get ill and spend the night
You Like That? Hell Yea!
Well get amongst the buzz and crack a night cap Bro, this ones on us
Well there's a party at my place and you're invited
A place to just chill, get ill and spend the night
You Like That? Hell Yea!
Well get amongst the buzz and crack a night cap Bro, this ones on us
[Eso:]
Ay yo it's Freak-fest 2005
It's quite in the hood but there's trouble at mine
Brothers that are broke, we don't know how to be rich
There's stolen steaks on the barbie on my balcony bitch
I'm teaching new comers how to shape and make a bong
While Bliss hides my beer so we can take 'em later on
Plus the color of my _ like the Canberra Raiders
It got me crackin' jokes with Izm playing San Andres
We got the whole block shaking outrageous
Cause a party Ain't a party without waking' your neighbours
Or making arraignments to go break in a basement and to steal another mother fucking case for these cavemen
Kick N Flow's freestylin on some ill shit
If you ain't down with us then you're not on the bill kid
So piss off cause this costs nothing for my brothers
Just a house party full of naughty Mother Fuckers
So bounce, break something, shake the house down
Get on stage and then make the crowd shout
Bounce break something shake the house down
Get on stage and then make the crowd shout
[Chorus]
Well there's a party at my place and you're invited
A place to just chill, get ill and spend the night
You Like That? Hell Yea!
Well get amongst the buzz and crack a night cap Bro, this ones on us
Well there's a party at my place and you're invited
A place to just chill, get ill and spend the night
You Like That? Hell Yea!
Well get amongst the buzz and crack a night cap Bro, this ones on us
Party people in the place I'd like to get to know ya
Party people in the place I'd like to get to know ya
First push up your hands if yous a weed smoker
[Motley:]
Look I'm so busy izy Izm got busy on the ones and twizy twos
Now I'm drinkin Victoria bitters outta my shoes
That's when Bliss told me the bad news
[Bliss:]
The door bust open there was two cops to see
They turn the music off and said "Who's Got The Weed?"
and everyone went quite
But then they told us the point
"Calm down love, just roll a copper a Joint!"
[Chorus]
[Bliss:]
It goes on and on and on till the break of break of break of dawn
Everybody gettin loose everybody gettin On
And It's Alll good
Thats the moto
So grab a bevo and let go until Tomorrow
Party people in the place I'd like to get to know ya
Girls shaking their Tushy with the Bim Bam Boggie
and a bottle of whiskey
This Is My House
My Crib
My Kingdom
Where the floorboards creak
And the kids keep Singing
Yo, I know a place that you lot can play
It's a party that you can hear like two blocks away
Fuckin' attitude and fuck the right apparel to wear
Fuck driving I rolled up on a barrel of beer
I busted through the door to Bliss N Eso bustin the speakers
It's so packed in here that I'm steppin on sneakers
But this MC corners me he's got my patience spent
'Cause he's wack but thinks he's the shit like David Brent
Gave me his Demo to Sus, he Wouldn't let go my nuts
I was like dude I'll be right back just need a bevo to clutch
Yo _ Whats Up
I got the urge to write a sentence
Izm rocked up with 3 Virgin Flight Attendants
When his beer runs out there'll be some trouble and some buggin
So I open the fridge and stashed a couple in the oven.
I'm a sneaky little cunny
But believe me it was funny when I found 2 mingers gettin freaky in the dunny
Wait Thats Not A Girl...
Whats Up Bro?
[Motley:]
It's me Motley
Didn't I tell you fuckers to watch me
Bliss you know I'm pissed man you should have stopped me ::Hick Up::
Now I'm drunk and this fat chicks got me
Hand-cuffed to the taps and now she's filling the bath
I'm from the U.K so she loves the way that I rap
But the bitch got sideburns worse than Shaft
Shits not funny man please don't laugh
That's when Eso bust down the door
[Eso:]
Yo get your ass up off my bathroom floor
You've only had a couple of drinks we got more
It's beer o'clock bro I told you before
Now hit this weed
[Motley:]
But I don't smoke
Ahh what the hell man just one toke
[Eso:]
Nah take two hits but watch you don't
[cough]
Watch ya don't
Watch ya don't Choke
[Chorus:]
Well there's a party at my place and you're invited
A place to just chill, get ill and spend the night
You Like That? Hell Yea!
Well get amongst the buzz and crack a night cap Bro, this ones on us
Well there's a party at my place and you're invited
A place to just chill, get ill and spend the night
You Like That? Hell Yea!
Well get amongst the buzz and crack a night cap Bro, this ones on us
[Eso:]
Ay yo it's Freak-fest 2005
It's quite in the hood but there's trouble at mine
Brothers that are broke, we don't know how to be rich
There's stolen steaks on the barbie on my balcony bitch
I'm teaching new comers how to shape and make a bong
While Bliss hides my beer so we can take 'em later on
Plus the color of my _ like the Canberra Raiders
It got me crackin' jokes with Izm playing San Andres
We got the whole block shaking outrageous
Cause a party Ain't a party without waking' your neighbours
Or making arraignments to go break in a basement and to steal another mother fucking case for these cavemen
Kick N Flow's freestylin on some ill shit
If you ain't down with us then you're not on the bill kid
So piss off cause this costs nothing for my brothers
Just a house party full of naughty Mother Fuckers
So bounce, break something, shake the house down
Get on stage and then make the crowd shout
Bounce break something shake the house down
Get on stage and then make the crowd shout
[Chorus]
Well there's a party at my place and you're invited
A place to just chill, get ill and spend the night
You Like That? Hell Yea!
Well get amongst the buzz and crack a night cap Bro, this ones on us
Well there's a party at my place and you're invited
A place to just chill, get ill and spend the night
You Like That? Hell Yea!
Well get amongst the buzz and crack a night cap Bro, this ones on us
Party people in the place I'd like to get to know ya
Party people in the place I'd like to get to know ya
First push up your hands if yous a weed smoker
[Motley:]
Look I'm so busy izy Izm got busy on the ones and twizy twos
Now I'm drinkin Victoria bitters outta my shoes
That's when Bliss told me the bad news
[Bliss:]
The door bust open there was two cops to see
They turn the music off and said "Who's Got The Weed?"
and everyone went quite
But then they told us the point
"Calm down love, just roll a copper a Joint!"
[Chorus]
[Bliss:]
It goes on and on and on till the break of break of break of dawn
Everybody gettin loose everybody gettin On
And It's Alll good
Thats the moto
So grab a bevo and let go until Tomorrow
Party people in the place I'd like to get to know ya
Girls shaking their Tushy with the Bim Bam Boggie
and a bottle of whiskey
This Is My House
My Crib
My Kingdom
Where the floorboards creak
And the kids keep Singing
Evening Breeze Lyrics – Bliss N Eso (feat. Kye)
Let those windows sink
Feel the evening breeze
Let's just zone out
Now come on, now people breathe
It's the moment where the show
Has got you soakin' up the vibe
Dim the lights and bring the mics
We're gonna show you somethin' live
(Gon' do it like this)
See, they won't catch me
I'm way too fast
In a world gone mad
I'm a break these bars
Won't chase these cars
Don't make me laugh
I'm a drop some insight
To blaze this grass
And I'm off again
That nutty motherfucker
Straight droppin' gems
Mister anti-government
Stops the trend
I don't believe no lies
Like cops are friends
And this hip-hop
Is right where I left it
Think about the people
That my rhymes have affected
My mind is a weapon
My life is a wreck
And whenever I spit
It's divine intervention
Satan now is the face of a job
So I break him down
And trade places with God
I made that sound
And gave face to the loss
To create my crown
Out of paper and rocks
So if you're livin' in the cold
There's some scissors in the bowl
To make a motherfuckin' mix
Until this bitch is on a roll
The news is proof
Life is tragic when killing
So I choose to use my
Magic verses your millions (ha ha)
Let those windows sink
Feel the evening breeze
Let's just zone out
Now come on, now people breathe
It's the moment where the show
Has got you soakin' up the vibe
Dim the lights and bring the mics
We're gonna show you somethin' live
Where's the party at
Let's hit the fort
Get her poppin' like a bottle
That spits a cork
This track is a drug that Bliss endorse
(Will ya listen to it?)
Nah, it's for your whip to snort
So pop it in your...
And your ritzy porsche
And when you listen, sport
You feel a buzz
Well your Vista's forced
To turn it up 'til the shit distorts
And damn near OD
Make your system short
Oh lord, low and behold
The big truck and basilla
Got the show on the road
And these fuckin' haters
Act all cocky
Try to cut us down
Like we tall poppies
Man, we grassroots
That retort the shoot
I mouth off in the face
Of the corporate suit
So force the troops
That won't fall short in the stoop
Their severed arms sold
For a sore salute
So freeze, please cats
Now breathe, relax
And let the poem set the tone
'cause under every ego
Is flesh and bone
Now sway, right left and zone
Got the crowd lookin'
Like a giant metronome
Let's go to my world
Give my record a spin
Let the melody massage
And beckon you in
Let those windows sink
Feel the evening breeze
Let's just zone out
Now come on, now people breathe
It's the moment where the show
Has got you soakin' up the vibe
Dim the lights and bring the mics
We're gonna show you somethin' live
... is humbled with love
My style's down to earth
When I hover above
I'm so fresh, so clean
That if I'm covered in mud
I make the mess just seem
Like it's bubble and suds
I got a knack for this rappin' shit
If you don't know, ask Amiss
Who's that dope flow activist
A grown bloke, but a wacky kid
Well it's your very own
Loco Captain Bliss
And I'm a hang glide
Over your franchise
'til the music seems
Like a lucid dream
Then I wake in the morning
And I shave my head
Then have non-believers
Come and make my bed
And while they're making bread
I gotta shake my head
'cause I'm the bloke
That flows broke to make the rent
So relax, and let your brain breathe
In a hammock amid the daydreams
Let those windows sink
Feel the evening breeze
Let's just zone out
Now come on, now people breathe
It's the moment where the show
Has got you soakin' up the vibe
Dim the lights and bring the mics
We're gonna show you somethin' live
Feel the evening breeze
Let's just zone out
Now come on, now people breathe
It's the moment where the show
Has got you soakin' up the vibe
Dim the lights and bring the mics
We're gonna show you somethin' live
(Gon' do it like this)
See, they won't catch me
I'm way too fast
In a world gone mad
I'm a break these bars
Won't chase these cars
Don't make me laugh
I'm a drop some insight
To blaze this grass
And I'm off again
That nutty motherfucker
Straight droppin' gems
Mister anti-government
Stops the trend
I don't believe no lies
Like cops are friends
And this hip-hop
Is right where I left it
Think about the people
That my rhymes have affected
My mind is a weapon
My life is a wreck
And whenever I spit
It's divine intervention
Satan now is the face of a job
So I break him down
And trade places with God
I made that sound
And gave face to the loss
To create my crown
Out of paper and rocks
So if you're livin' in the cold
There's some scissors in the bowl
To make a motherfuckin' mix
Until this bitch is on a roll
The news is proof
Life is tragic when killing
So I choose to use my
Magic verses your millions (ha ha)
Let those windows sink
Feel the evening breeze
Let's just zone out
Now come on, now people breathe
It's the moment where the show
Has got you soakin' up the vibe
Dim the lights and bring the mics
We're gonna show you somethin' live
Where's the party at
Let's hit the fort
Get her poppin' like a bottle
That spits a cork
This track is a drug that Bliss endorse
(Will ya listen to it?)
Nah, it's for your whip to snort
So pop it in your...
And your ritzy porsche
And when you listen, sport
You feel a buzz
Well your Vista's forced
To turn it up 'til the shit distorts
And damn near OD
Make your system short
Oh lord, low and behold
The big truck and basilla
Got the show on the road
And these fuckin' haters
Act all cocky
Try to cut us down
Like we tall poppies
Man, we grassroots
That retort the shoot
I mouth off in the face
Of the corporate suit
So force the troops
That won't fall short in the stoop
Their severed arms sold
For a sore salute
So freeze, please cats
Now breathe, relax
And let the poem set the tone
'cause under every ego
Is flesh and bone
Now sway, right left and zone
Got the crowd lookin'
Like a giant metronome
Let's go to my world
Give my record a spin
Let the melody massage
And beckon you in
Let those windows sink
Feel the evening breeze
Let's just zone out
Now come on, now people breathe
It's the moment where the show
Has got you soakin' up the vibe
Dim the lights and bring the mics
We're gonna show you somethin' live
... is humbled with love
My style's down to earth
When I hover above
I'm so fresh, so clean
That if I'm covered in mud
I make the mess just seem
Like it's bubble and suds
I got a knack for this rappin' shit
If you don't know, ask Amiss
Who's that dope flow activist
A grown bloke, but a wacky kid
Well it's your very own
Loco Captain Bliss
And I'm a hang glide
Over your franchise
'til the music seems
Like a lucid dream
Then I wake in the morning
And I shave my head
Then have non-believers
Come and make my bed
And while they're making bread
I gotta shake my head
'cause I'm the bloke
That flows broke to make the rent
So relax, and let your brain breathe
In a hammock amid the daydreams
Let those windows sink
Feel the evening breeze
Let's just zone out
Now come on, now people breathe
It's the moment where the show
Has got you soakin' up the vibe
Dim the lights and bring the mics
We're gonna show you somethin' live
That Feeling Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
[Eso]
One, two, one, two mic check respect
To the old school and new lest we forget
That we come along way through the pain and lovin'
To get that feelin' of freedom we wouldn't change for nothin'
[Bliss]
See I sprouted in the spring of 80's, sailed the seas for
A third world, home ship wrecked in Indonesia
Drifted to Virginia where my cargo like in a story
And I take you back without Donny Darko in a delorium
I learnt to beat box mimicking P.G.C
You remember the titans but I never did C.T.C just
Public elementary the PTA called a stray noise
NWA tapes hidden under beds with four playboys
In 92 I went down under but im like E.T
Cause no-one spoke this language cept' some dude in the B.E
See we found a baron just an excuse to cuss lots
But you damn right the only two dudes rappin at the bus stops
[Chorus x2]
This is hip-hip, a sick man's medicine
This blood, sweat, tears n lovin' adrenalin
And it just (And it just) gives me that feelin' (it just gives me that feelin')
[Eso]
So from tryin' to stay up late to not sleepin' for days
Till my inner child smile when the reefer gets blazed
From crews that drift apart to mine that keeps shit in sync
From the girl that I love, to the peace that she brings
Cause her harmony's the only thing that makes me behave
Hoping next month grows wings and takes me away
If only you could see this poet dance on his note pad
Oblivious to things I don't have
Cause, music is everywhere, music is life
And to the rhythm of the tap drip music is mine
Music is yours
And you can feel it on tours
From trains to bus rides, down south to up north
May the force be with you
See this crew three fists full
Poetry with power, life I know it's in the flowers is magic where my mind's in orbit
This brain's a foster home and these rhymes are orphans
[Chorus x2]
This is hip-hip, a sick man's medicine
This blood, sweat, tears n lovin' adrenalin
And it just (And it just) gives me that feelin' (it just gives me that feelin')
[Bliss & Eso]
We gotta, live for the minute die for the culture
Young n hard but only gettin' older
Lord knows ill never put the mic down
Let's go we'll make it happen right now
Live for the minute die for the culture
Young n hard but only gettin' older
Lord knows ill never put the mic down
Let's go we'll make it happen right now
[Bliss]
I got a lot to give, but I gotta live
So we win of this mic man is my prerogative
This game is ill so im just livin' for the minute
Can't play life from the bench man you gotta get up in it
And its all worth it
From the page where my lead roams
So touch any spirit
When I fed poems to wet foams
Workin' in the mud but yo im dreamin' in the clouds
And shit I can feel your love when you're screamin' out loud
It goes
[Chorus x2]
This is hip-hip, a sick man's medicine
This blood, sweat, tears n lovin' adrenalin
And it just (And it just) gives me that feelin' (it just gives me that feelin')
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
One, two, one, two mic check respect
To the old school and new lest we forget
That we come along way through the pain and lovin'
To get that feelin' of freedom we wouldn't change for nothin'
[Bliss]
See I sprouted in the spring of 80's, sailed the seas for
A third world, home ship wrecked in Indonesia
Drifted to Virginia where my cargo like in a story
And I take you back without Donny Darko in a delorium
I learnt to beat box mimicking P.G.C
You remember the titans but I never did C.T.C just
Public elementary the PTA called a stray noise
NWA tapes hidden under beds with four playboys
In 92 I went down under but im like E.T
Cause no-one spoke this language cept' some dude in the B.E
See we found a baron just an excuse to cuss lots
But you damn right the only two dudes rappin at the bus stops
[Chorus x2]
This is hip-hip, a sick man's medicine
This blood, sweat, tears n lovin' adrenalin
And it just (And it just) gives me that feelin' (it just gives me that feelin')
[Eso]
So from tryin' to stay up late to not sleepin' for days
Till my inner child smile when the reefer gets blazed
From crews that drift apart to mine that keeps shit in sync
From the girl that I love, to the peace that she brings
Cause her harmony's the only thing that makes me behave
Hoping next month grows wings and takes me away
If only you could see this poet dance on his note pad
Oblivious to things I don't have
Cause, music is everywhere, music is life
And to the rhythm of the tap drip music is mine
Music is yours
And you can feel it on tours
From trains to bus rides, down south to up north
May the force be with you
See this crew three fists full
Poetry with power, life I know it's in the flowers is magic where my mind's in orbit
This brain's a foster home and these rhymes are orphans
[Chorus x2]
This is hip-hip, a sick man's medicine
This blood, sweat, tears n lovin' adrenalin
And it just (And it just) gives me that feelin' (it just gives me that feelin')
[Bliss & Eso]
We gotta, live for the minute die for the culture
Young n hard but only gettin' older
Lord knows ill never put the mic down
Let's go we'll make it happen right now
Live for the minute die for the culture
Young n hard but only gettin' older
Lord knows ill never put the mic down
Let's go we'll make it happen right now
[Bliss]
I got a lot to give, but I gotta live
So we win of this mic man is my prerogative
This game is ill so im just livin' for the minute
Can't play life from the bench man you gotta get up in it
And its all worth it
From the page where my lead roams
So touch any spirit
When I fed poems to wet foams
Workin' in the mud but yo im dreamin' in the clouds
And shit I can feel your love when you're screamin' out loud
It goes
[Chorus x2]
This is hip-hip, a sick man's medicine
This blood, sweat, tears n lovin' adrenalin
And it just (And it just) gives me that feelin' (it just gives me that feelin')
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Oh heeeeeeey
Vagina Ice Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
It's Like 5 In The Morning, Sunrise
Cage Full Of Birds One Flies
I'ma Tell Ya I'm Beached On The Sand
Jeepers Creepers The Features That Span
From Head To Toe, Oh Lead To Know Oh
How To Move My Lips When I Met This (Ubba-Ubba)
Male With A Fee First No Money Given
Just An Ale By The Sea Surf, Go Sunny Livin' So
Follow Me Now But Don't Be A Slow Poke
I'm In The Pool Again To Let My Flow Soak
And My Tools The Pen So I Can Sew Hope
Into These Hooligans So Dopes Know
To Reverse Their Words These Chirpin Birds Are Writin
It Hurts The Herds So Curse The Surge Enlighten
Straight Off The B-Team Bench
Oh My Good Goodness, Look What These Three Clench
Yo It's Bliss N Eso Found Pulling Cars
To Listen To Echoes Down The Boulevard
No Radio We Travel On Whispers
I'm Two Feet Old When I Unravel My Whiskers
So Whats That Shit, Their All Skippin To
Go To Check It Out But Its Nothin Different Dude
Gotta Come To Grips With A Grip A Few Have
But When Bliss Write It Mix Like I Hit A New Ave
And I'm Back To The Paddock And I Don't Stop Man
Call Me An Addict, Well I Know I Am
After What Doesnt Make Your Sound A Trend
It's The Business Takin Me Around The Bend
The Way The Rims Go Windows Sink And Breathe
The Wind Blow In Flows Indonesia
Thinkin Your Pimpin You Just Clog The Creek
You Shelve Yourself When You Turn Obsolete, Like That..
Ring Around The Rosies,
Pocket Full Of Poetry That Got You In The Mood
Could Ya, Would Ya Love Me If The Other Pocket
Had Nothing Else But Love To Prove
[Repeat]
I'm Runnin Thru The Field, Free As A Bird
And Free Lets See Well Thats Me As A Word
I Roll With Knowledge, I Dont Stroll I Frolick
I Piss In The Devils Face When I Hold My Bollocks
Can You Picture Me Chillin, On The Sun Or Moon
Using The Galaxy As My Rumpus Room
Didn't Know Mother Nature Had A Rump Thats Cute
If Your Neighbours Can't Hear This Better Bump The Tune
This Is Somethin New, You Can Spread Your Wings To It
Swing To It I'ma Show You How The Kings Do It
Unity Between You And Me Sing To It
A Blank Piece Of Paper Watch What I Bring To It
Love, Which Will Encourage Your Next Visit
Mud, I'm A Poetical Sex Wizard, Run
It's No Doubt Its Explicit,
You've Gotta Get Up To Get Down And Get With It
Fuck Reminiscing I'ma Tell You Bout My Future
Me With Some Kids, Chillin With Some Buddah
And Like The Pictures In The Book I'll Be Livin' In The Bush
Mother Nature With My Kids We'll Be Giving Them A Push
And I'ma Rest My Feet In The Kings Bed
Where The Queen Gets Her Sleep, The Only Way That It's Meant To Be
I Hope My Woman And My Young Get The Best Of Me
Coz I Need A Little Love Man, I Need A Little Trust
I Need A Little Bud Man I Need A Little Us
Sometimes I Need A Little Bit Of Rain
Just To Take A Little Edge Off The Pain
Use My Love (Ha) To Kill The Blues
You Got Me Thinkin Ferris Wheels Weren't Built For Two
Remember No One Can Fill Your Shoe
Read Between The Lines When I Tilt The View
See Me And The Music, We Misbehave
Sippin On Cold Drinks While We Sit In The Shade
Never Ever Dream, To Give It Away
We Tell Stories To Each Other Like We Live In A Cage
I Get Harsh, Leave Cowards In The Wasteland
Put Down Your Gun The Powers In The Statement
We're The Early Birds Spending Hours In The Basement
Bliss'n'esoterikizm Flowers In The Pavement (Grow)
[Hook]
Cage Full Of Birds One Flies
I'ma Tell Ya I'm Beached On The Sand
Jeepers Creepers The Features That Span
From Head To Toe, Oh Lead To Know Oh
How To Move My Lips When I Met This (Ubba-Ubba)
Male With A Fee First No Money Given
Just An Ale By The Sea Surf, Go Sunny Livin' So
Follow Me Now But Don't Be A Slow Poke
I'm In The Pool Again To Let My Flow Soak
And My Tools The Pen So I Can Sew Hope
Into These Hooligans So Dopes Know
To Reverse Their Words These Chirpin Birds Are Writin
It Hurts The Herds So Curse The Surge Enlighten
Straight Off The B-Team Bench
Oh My Good Goodness, Look What These Three Clench
Yo It's Bliss N Eso Found Pulling Cars
To Listen To Echoes Down The Boulevard
No Radio We Travel On Whispers
I'm Two Feet Old When I Unravel My Whiskers
So Whats That Shit, Their All Skippin To
Go To Check It Out But Its Nothin Different Dude
Gotta Come To Grips With A Grip A Few Have
But When Bliss Write It Mix Like I Hit A New Ave
And I'm Back To The Paddock And I Don't Stop Man
Call Me An Addict, Well I Know I Am
After What Doesnt Make Your Sound A Trend
It's The Business Takin Me Around The Bend
The Way The Rims Go Windows Sink And Breathe
The Wind Blow In Flows Indonesia
Thinkin Your Pimpin You Just Clog The Creek
You Shelve Yourself When You Turn Obsolete, Like That..
Ring Around The Rosies,
Pocket Full Of Poetry That Got You In The Mood
Could Ya, Would Ya Love Me If The Other Pocket
Had Nothing Else But Love To Prove
[Repeat]
I'm Runnin Thru The Field, Free As A Bird
And Free Lets See Well Thats Me As A Word
I Roll With Knowledge, I Dont Stroll I Frolick
I Piss In The Devils Face When I Hold My Bollocks
Can You Picture Me Chillin, On The Sun Or Moon
Using The Galaxy As My Rumpus Room
Didn't Know Mother Nature Had A Rump Thats Cute
If Your Neighbours Can't Hear This Better Bump The Tune
This Is Somethin New, You Can Spread Your Wings To It
Swing To It I'ma Show You How The Kings Do It
Unity Between You And Me Sing To It
A Blank Piece Of Paper Watch What I Bring To It
Love, Which Will Encourage Your Next Visit
Mud, I'm A Poetical Sex Wizard, Run
It's No Doubt Its Explicit,
You've Gotta Get Up To Get Down And Get With It
Fuck Reminiscing I'ma Tell You Bout My Future
Me With Some Kids, Chillin With Some Buddah
And Like The Pictures In The Book I'll Be Livin' In The Bush
Mother Nature With My Kids We'll Be Giving Them A Push
And I'ma Rest My Feet In The Kings Bed
Where The Queen Gets Her Sleep, The Only Way That It's Meant To Be
I Hope My Woman And My Young Get The Best Of Me
Coz I Need A Little Love Man, I Need A Little Trust
I Need A Little Bud Man I Need A Little Us
Sometimes I Need A Little Bit Of Rain
Just To Take A Little Edge Off The Pain
Use My Love (Ha) To Kill The Blues
You Got Me Thinkin Ferris Wheels Weren't Built For Two
Remember No One Can Fill Your Shoe
Read Between The Lines When I Tilt The View
See Me And The Music, We Misbehave
Sippin On Cold Drinks While We Sit In The Shade
Never Ever Dream, To Give It Away
We Tell Stories To Each Other Like We Live In A Cage
I Get Harsh, Leave Cowards In The Wasteland
Put Down Your Gun The Powers In The Statement
We're The Early Birds Spending Hours In The Basement
Bliss'n'esoterikizm Flowers In The Pavement (Grow)
[Hook]
Pigs In The Porn Trough Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
[Verus 1:]
It's like my lifes a song and everyone knows it
If my lights are on then everyone's home and that's a serious shindig
A guaranteed fix cause even 20/20 motherfuckers haven't seen shit.
I want the fans and my show to put the mosh in pit.
Barbequing with my crew chillin off my tits
With a maid that'll slave, cook and wash my dick
In a house that I own didn't cost me shit.
So just bounce,
We up in the club bumper to bumper
I just wanna jump in the bunker and hump her like thumper
And misses Permie's ass wouldn't stop buzzin and shakin
I wanna take her to the shed (Haha lovin relations).
Just let the touch of fudge spillin out the top of your bridges
I wanna put you on a plate and suck you up with a biscuit.
The twisted man on the job when you ain't lovin her right.
Perverted poetical plumber that's plugging her pipe.
[Chorus:]
Ayo Ladies (yea)
Does rubbin a nut make you crazy? (Yea)
You got tits and buts with no maybes? (Ohh yea).
Well answer me this do you love a good boofin? Well? (Hell yea)
Ayo Gentlemen (yea)
You ready to up jump the mirrors in? (Yea)
If she's game and you game you adventures? (Yea).
You got that look in your eyes now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight.
[Verus 2:]
I got my willie in your mouth hoe
Sydney's in the house bro,
Ridin free lighting we chillin on the couch blown
And there's no holding it in.
Roll out your red rug love and give me that Dolmio grin.
Ohh I'm that stench trench digger like dirk workin your lawn.
Servin the words of this song got birds slurping my shlong,
Watch it grow huge now my tower that's made of wood
That just rolls though hoods that'll flower the native bush.
See they might have money for electrical rolls but I got these minors pinging wishing they had extra hoes.
So let me plat your puss while I hang you from your undies (hehehehe) no, no in the morning just a kanger in your undies.
See I just tickle your nipples and give you giggles to you stomach flip you and hit you and just watch shock waves ripple up your buttocks.
Make you scream like yer when I'm dippin in your clit as I ream your tail feather and leave your knickers in a twist.
[Chorus:]
Ayo Ladies (yea)
Does rubbin a nut make you crazy? (Yea)
You got tits and buts with no maybes? (Ohh yea).
Well answer me this do you love a good boofin? Well? (Hell yea)
Ayo Gentlemen (yea)
You ready to up jump the mirrors in? (Yea)
If she's game and you game you adventures? (Yea).
You got that look in your eyes now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight.
[Verus 3:]
Yo we got budda and bootie to blaze and bounce when we chill consumed by hooters that truly make me bounce on her filth (ha, ha, ha).
Fireplace fondling fingers in your fun house growlin out mother nature till it's sundown.
Well it's the toxic bug, the gov rocks the club if you fly I'm the pilot for your cockpit love.
Bathin with black bootie booties like the prince of Zamunda love is blind rich is prior like (punta, punta, punta).
I might be beady with my pipe but just navel captain 540 Shabby will not explore down under unless you shave you marra fatty.
Too right govner ain't nothing knew to this cunty so drop you dacks young love so I sex you without undies.
There was a beaver two calves when I found her lair a hundred crabs and an ass with a thousand hairs.
Apparent pussy that plays hair tricks on my mind an oily oyster and a dead fish I can't find.
[Chorus:]
Ayo Ladies (yea)
Does rubbin a nut make you crazy? (Yea)
You got tits and buts with no maybes? (Ohh yea).
Well answer me this do you love a good boofin? Well? (Hell yea)
Ayo Gentlemen (yea)
You ready to up jump the mirrors in? (Yea)
If she's game and you game you adventures? (Yea).
You got that look in your eyes now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight.
Get You boof on.
Ohh get your boof on cause it's a good song and get your boof on.
Get You boof on.
Ohh get your boof on cause it's a good song and get your boof on.
Get your boof on tonight get you boof on tonight.
Get you boof on.
Get you boof on.
Get your boof on tonight If she's looking that tight with that pussy delight then get your boof on. Get your boof on.
Get your boof on tonight.
It's like my lifes a song and everyone knows it
If my lights are on then everyone's home and that's a serious shindig
A guaranteed fix cause even 20/20 motherfuckers haven't seen shit.
I want the fans and my show to put the mosh in pit.
Barbequing with my crew chillin off my tits
With a maid that'll slave, cook and wash my dick
In a house that I own didn't cost me shit.
So just bounce,
We up in the club bumper to bumper
I just wanna jump in the bunker and hump her like thumper
And misses Permie's ass wouldn't stop buzzin and shakin
I wanna take her to the shed (Haha lovin relations).
Just let the touch of fudge spillin out the top of your bridges
I wanna put you on a plate and suck you up with a biscuit.
The twisted man on the job when you ain't lovin her right.
Perverted poetical plumber that's plugging her pipe.
[Chorus:]
Ayo Ladies (yea)
Does rubbin a nut make you crazy? (Yea)
You got tits and buts with no maybes? (Ohh yea).
Well answer me this do you love a good boofin? Well? (Hell yea)
Ayo Gentlemen (yea)
You ready to up jump the mirrors in? (Yea)
If she's game and you game you adventures? (Yea).
You got that look in your eyes now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight.
[Verus 2:]
I got my willie in your mouth hoe
Sydney's in the house bro,
Ridin free lighting we chillin on the couch blown
And there's no holding it in.
Roll out your red rug love and give me that Dolmio grin.
Ohh I'm that stench trench digger like dirk workin your lawn.
Servin the words of this song got birds slurping my shlong,
Watch it grow huge now my tower that's made of wood
That just rolls though hoods that'll flower the native bush.
See they might have money for electrical rolls but I got these minors pinging wishing they had extra hoes.
So let me plat your puss while I hang you from your undies (hehehehe) no, no in the morning just a kanger in your undies.
See I just tickle your nipples and give you giggles to you stomach flip you and hit you and just watch shock waves ripple up your buttocks.
Make you scream like yer when I'm dippin in your clit as I ream your tail feather and leave your knickers in a twist.
[Chorus:]
Ayo Ladies (yea)
Does rubbin a nut make you crazy? (Yea)
You got tits and buts with no maybes? (Ohh yea).
Well answer me this do you love a good boofin? Well? (Hell yea)
Ayo Gentlemen (yea)
You ready to up jump the mirrors in? (Yea)
If she's game and you game you adventures? (Yea).
You got that look in your eyes now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight.
[Verus 3:]
Yo we got budda and bootie to blaze and bounce when we chill consumed by hooters that truly make me bounce on her filth (ha, ha, ha).
Fireplace fondling fingers in your fun house growlin out mother nature till it's sundown.
Well it's the toxic bug, the gov rocks the club if you fly I'm the pilot for your cockpit love.
Bathin with black bootie booties like the prince of Zamunda love is blind rich is prior like (punta, punta, punta).
I might be beady with my pipe but just navel captain 540 Shabby will not explore down under unless you shave you marra fatty.
Too right govner ain't nothing knew to this cunty so drop you dacks young love so I sex you without undies.
There was a beaver two calves when I found her lair a hundred crabs and an ass with a thousand hairs.
Apparent pussy that plays hair tricks on my mind an oily oyster and a dead fish I can't find.
[Chorus:]
Ayo Ladies (yea)
Does rubbin a nut make you crazy? (Yea)
You got tits and buts with no maybes? (Ohh yea).
Well answer me this do you love a good boofin? Well? (Hell yea)
Ayo Gentlemen (yea)
You ready to up jump the mirrors in? (Yea)
If she's game and you game you adventures? (Yea).
You got that look in your eyes now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight.
Get You boof on.
Ohh get your boof on cause it's a good song and get your boof on.
Get You boof on.
Ohh get your boof on cause it's a good song and get your boof on.
Get your boof on tonight get you boof on tonight.
Get you boof on.
Get you boof on.
Get your boof on tonight If she's looking that tight with that pussy delight then get your boof on. Get your boof on.
Get your boof on tonight.
Split Soul Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
Flowers in the pavement
Flowers in the pavement
There's many roads but there's only one you'll take
You never know when your gonna meet your fate
Face to face eye to eye
With the inner truth
So I spill my soul and swim in the booth
Yeh, I'm like a man with his thoughts on a
Lonely road. I stand and I fought now I,
Only know that these gun minds only want punch lines or gun minds
If you don't kick well then your most likely unsigned, (when I'm lieing)
Now you can tell me if your rhyming is
Live.
And you don't wanna live of it without a nine to five.
So why you strive
The sound underground
Just bring it naturally,
Like my eyes looking under gowns.
I use to label it but now learn it's evolving
I guess the tables have turned they're not just revolving.
Light it up
Hear the crackle
Bliss an' mud
Through the evil it's a drug
That sits in blood
Yo this is love.
That god only breaks the mold
Like that twist of bud
Reality only takes a strole
It can lift you up
Make you sore like that kite
You can drift with us,
Cut the cord with the knife.
Swimming in oblivion,
Above such evil.
It's amazing what we gotta go through to touch people
When I spit ears just prick up
I sip beers and hick-up
And rocking the same jeans for six years and it sucks
It's like I mean I dress in junes and my weapons too
Fuck that
Give me truth through these desables
The unforfilled talk of cash and power
Wait, the wine they're sipping is nothing but sour grapes.
There's many roads but there's only one you'll take
You never know when your gonna meet your fate
Face to face eye to eye
With the inner truth
What stuff do you put on when your in the booth
I'm super man I'm a killer
I'm a smoked out pimp
I'm trailer trash
I'm a gangsta with a fucked up blimp
An old geazer with a story to tell
I can hold a crowd
Yo I'm boring as hell.
I can feel you can feel it we can feel it for sure
I can feel the opportunity, knocking my door
I can feel you can feel it we can feel it for sure
I can feel the opportunity, knocking my door
Imagination of an eights year old
I feel you by my side
There's flowers in the pavement
To filter out the crime
And I'm an egg missle bitch
I build this house with rhymes
I coloured in my wings
And still drew out the lines
So don't take my love for granted
Untill you understand it
The day dreamer, dog lover
Wish, wonder bandit
I swear a day doesnt pass when I don't feel the pressure
I got a thousand keys,
But none reveal the treasure
Just a tital wave, an earthquake
And then the flood
Should have thought twice before you gave the pen to mud
Cause when you do,
Religions all calapse
And I free run through hell
With matchsticks and no maps
So go back
To your labaratory
Cause a cunt like me
Wants to marry at 40 and carry a 40
Down the wedding isle with pride
And have a bong in private
After I marry my bride
I'm happy as larry inside
But with the wieght of these waves
It's hard to carry the tide
And all an honest man can do
Is ask for a calery rise
I do live in this world and this cannot be right
So I mean when I see you, rolling through the cities
See ya pumping our tunes,
Hopping on the sneaky green
All I want is to raise my kids
Up in the bush
Everybody seem to be pulling to fuck it
I'll push
There's many roads but there's only one you'll take
You never know when your gonna meet your fate
Face to face eye to eye
With the inner truth
What stuff do you put on when your in the booth
I'm super man I'm a killer
I'm a smoked out pimp
I'm trailer trash
I'm a gangsta with a fucked up blimp
An old geazer with a story to tell
I can hold a crowd
Yo I'm boring as hell.
I can feel you can feel it we can feel it for sure
I can feel the opportunity, knocking my door
I can feel you can feel it we can feel it for sure
I can feel the opportunity, knocking my door
[Spoken:]
Check it out
It's ridden pretty vagas
143 crew
Coming straight out of prizzi
Kicking it,
Having a few beers with bliss n eso
A few beers
Be sure to check out the new alburm
Flowers in the pavement
Yes yes
This is infamous
1200 techniques
And you are listening to bliss n esaterics
Flowers in the pavement
It's dropping soon
Infact if you listen to this shit
It's probably dropped right now
So turn it up and rock with it.
Flowers in the pavement
There's many roads but there's only one you'll take
You never know when your gonna meet your fate
Face to face eye to eye
With the inner truth
So I spill my soul and swim in the booth
Yeh, I'm like a man with his thoughts on a
Lonely road. I stand and I fought now I,
Only know that these gun minds only want punch lines or gun minds
If you don't kick well then your most likely unsigned, (when I'm lieing)
Now you can tell me if your rhyming is
Live.
And you don't wanna live of it without a nine to five.
So why you strive
The sound underground
Just bring it naturally,
Like my eyes looking under gowns.
I use to label it but now learn it's evolving
I guess the tables have turned they're not just revolving.
Light it up
Hear the crackle
Bliss an' mud
Through the evil it's a drug
That sits in blood
Yo this is love.
That god only breaks the mold
Like that twist of bud
Reality only takes a strole
It can lift you up
Make you sore like that kite
You can drift with us,
Cut the cord with the knife.
Swimming in oblivion,
Above such evil.
It's amazing what we gotta go through to touch people
When I spit ears just prick up
I sip beers and hick-up
And rocking the same jeans for six years and it sucks
It's like I mean I dress in junes and my weapons too
Fuck that
Give me truth through these desables
The unforfilled talk of cash and power
Wait, the wine they're sipping is nothing but sour grapes.
There's many roads but there's only one you'll take
You never know when your gonna meet your fate
Face to face eye to eye
With the inner truth
What stuff do you put on when your in the booth
I'm super man I'm a killer
I'm a smoked out pimp
I'm trailer trash
I'm a gangsta with a fucked up blimp
An old geazer with a story to tell
I can hold a crowd
Yo I'm boring as hell.
I can feel you can feel it we can feel it for sure
I can feel the opportunity, knocking my door
I can feel you can feel it we can feel it for sure
I can feel the opportunity, knocking my door
Imagination of an eights year old
I feel you by my side
There's flowers in the pavement
To filter out the crime
And I'm an egg missle bitch
I build this house with rhymes
I coloured in my wings
And still drew out the lines
So don't take my love for granted
Untill you understand it
The day dreamer, dog lover
Wish, wonder bandit
I swear a day doesnt pass when I don't feel the pressure
I got a thousand keys,
But none reveal the treasure
Just a tital wave, an earthquake
And then the flood
Should have thought twice before you gave the pen to mud
Cause when you do,
Religions all calapse
And I free run through hell
With matchsticks and no maps
So go back
To your labaratory
Cause a cunt like me
Wants to marry at 40 and carry a 40
Down the wedding isle with pride
And have a bong in private
After I marry my bride
I'm happy as larry inside
But with the wieght of these waves
It's hard to carry the tide
And all an honest man can do
Is ask for a calery rise
I do live in this world and this cannot be right
So I mean when I see you, rolling through the cities
See ya pumping our tunes,
Hopping on the sneaky green
All I want is to raise my kids
Up in the bush
Everybody seem to be pulling to fuck it
I'll push
There's many roads but there's only one you'll take
You never know when your gonna meet your fate
Face to face eye to eye
With the inner truth
What stuff do you put on when your in the booth
I'm super man I'm a killer
I'm a smoked out pimp
I'm trailer trash
I'm a gangsta with a fucked up blimp
An old geazer with a story to tell
I can hold a crowd
Yo I'm boring as hell.
I can feel you can feel it we can feel it for sure
I can feel the opportunity, knocking my door
I can feel you can feel it we can feel it for sure
I can feel the opportunity, knocking my door
[Spoken:]
Check it out
It's ridden pretty vagas
143 crew
Coming straight out of prizzi
Kicking it,
Having a few beers with bliss n eso
A few beers
Be sure to check out the new alburm
Flowers in the pavement
Yes yes
This is infamous
1200 techniques
And you are listening to bliss n esaterics
Flowers in the pavement
It's dropping soon
Infact if you listen to this shit
It's probably dropped right now
So turn it up and rock with it.
Tunnel Of Love Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
Check it out this is Eso right here were bringing it back to the essence
And all you Australian MC's I love you but I'm bored lets get it on.
[Verse 1]
Welcome to my wonderful world of word wizardry,
Where my verbs literally turn symphonies in to a place
Where the sun doesn't go (home)
The beast sweeps the streets for bundles of dough.
In the middle of the jungle where these kids are in a huddle
Straight up pissin in a puddle keeping bitches out of bubble.
Fell the rhythm of the struggle the vision isn't subtle
But livin in the bubble keeps you distant from the trouble.
I'm Choppin it like the captain of the saw mill droppin shit
Puttin patterns in the corn fields
After this every town knows that Eso rocks up and pumps the merry-go-round smoke.
I love boobs they cushion my hands
I love dogs so much I push them in prams
But freedom though the pencil is what floods my zone
And my pick-up line is take me drunk I'm home.
That's right I drink and yell at the bar
But at home I have Tinkerbelle in a jar.
I shepherd orphans though graveyard
Littered with vampires
My thoughts are ready to play card and piss on camp fires.
A mans life is point blank with the beast I wrote it and ruled it.
My joints stank up the streets they call me Max Mcfly
So damn your crystal ball
I've got a license to drive so suck your ass and jam that pistol pork.
[Verse 2]
Shit.
Were not trying to be cool or the cleverest kids
But it was probably this crew who drank the beverages.
That's why writing time is designed for the whole calendar
Cause lyrically we killin it like Kilik from soul Caliber.
So come on people all aboard the night train first class pass direct to my brain.
Wave and laugh at some of the funny people in my memories
And how an only child gained bother hood chemistry.
I'm just a dreamer with a love for the taste.
I keep it hardcore without a gun on my waist.
I sit with Bliss and laugh while you're running that race.
I'm just a young buck who grew up with mud on his face.
So I spread love if you pass the time hearing this
Signing out is Eso, Mud and the glassy eyed lyricist.
[DJ Scratches]
It Goes Bliss and Eso
Gallop though your metro
Droppin fresh shit what part you don't get bro?
One for the fun and Two for the crew and
Three for the world but we love those girls.
It Goes Bliss and Eso
Gallop though your metro
Droppin fresh shit what part you don't get bro?
One for the fun and Two for the crew and
Three for the world but we love those girls.
[Verse 3]
I clambered like the bandit with a band of mother fuckers
Having fun and booming in I mean booming in from the Looney bin.
I can't hide from lies. I don't know if both eyes can go inside.
But I feel better when these veterans of Leddison.
The weather men like shittin in like Edison.
There ever been some cleaver men with feather pens.
For pleasure man endeavourin till we severin.
Get to the swing and get to the bling, bling she got that right protocol.
Make that pay and take me away I see the sight that Frodo saw.
We keep it romantic by the fire and I call a star?
But I'm still a big boy making love up in you jar.
Ohh no look what I've done she's calling me ignorant.
Well I can not stop also stop being belligerent and their
Clapping and screaming notice some call.
Platinum dreaming even though we are ahh the dope of the mall.
So hoping its y'all fault cop on three?
We reach the mountain up in ball all that I see to keep them bouncing.
It's like around the clock I'm lying with lines I'm lying in line I'm lying with alliances Forming and to find the sure thing.
The kite is flying the cool string the kids hold this bold vital source wing.
We'll chop down the scallywags wallowing rich
Amongst the diamonds I'm rough with my walloping stick.
They say tempest out of the boots you stray?
Wonderin wastelands looking for the true crusade
Cause the hippies go so what they take stems from my shit?
And we tippy toe over the lake with gems that have slipped
This far luster keeping these quick MC's on
Par buster in secrecy frequently in my star cluster hear a
Decency teaching me to seamlessly sequence these bar structure frequencies
And type to maybe they don't hear what I'm hollerin (no they don't)
Which is not accessible at least shit get to caught up in my
Technical flow and it wreaks a hoe though in affects it wont go so just snap out of it bro
And just go spit some grammar that gets some payment you know some dumb shit Under the banner of entertainment.
Cause I'm sick of all winging about whose bluffin cause I will not wake these fools up and disconnect the schools button.
No I will not.
You hear what I'm saying.
Will not
[DJ Scratches]
It Goes Bliss and Eso
Gallop though your metro
Droppin fresh shit what part you don't get bro?
One for the fun and Two for the crew and
Three for the world but we love those girls.
It Goes Bliss and Eso
Gallop though your metro
Droppin fresh shit what part you don't get bro?
One for the fun and Two for the crew and
Three for the world but we love those girls.
[DJ Starches]
Don't Fuck around.
I'm Ready to do it mate I'm fuckin balling out my ball sack
And all you Australian MC's I love you but I'm bored lets get it on.
[Verse 1]
Welcome to my wonderful world of word wizardry,
Where my verbs literally turn symphonies in to a place
Where the sun doesn't go (home)
The beast sweeps the streets for bundles of dough.
In the middle of the jungle where these kids are in a huddle
Straight up pissin in a puddle keeping bitches out of bubble.
Fell the rhythm of the struggle the vision isn't subtle
But livin in the bubble keeps you distant from the trouble.
I'm Choppin it like the captain of the saw mill droppin shit
Puttin patterns in the corn fields
After this every town knows that Eso rocks up and pumps the merry-go-round smoke.
I love boobs they cushion my hands
I love dogs so much I push them in prams
But freedom though the pencil is what floods my zone
And my pick-up line is take me drunk I'm home.
That's right I drink and yell at the bar
But at home I have Tinkerbelle in a jar.
I shepherd orphans though graveyard
Littered with vampires
My thoughts are ready to play card and piss on camp fires.
A mans life is point blank with the beast I wrote it and ruled it.
My joints stank up the streets they call me Max Mcfly
So damn your crystal ball
I've got a license to drive so suck your ass and jam that pistol pork.
[Verse 2]
Shit.
Were not trying to be cool or the cleverest kids
But it was probably this crew who drank the beverages.
That's why writing time is designed for the whole calendar
Cause lyrically we killin it like Kilik from soul Caliber.
So come on people all aboard the night train first class pass direct to my brain.
Wave and laugh at some of the funny people in my memories
And how an only child gained bother hood chemistry.
I'm just a dreamer with a love for the taste.
I keep it hardcore without a gun on my waist.
I sit with Bliss and laugh while you're running that race.
I'm just a young buck who grew up with mud on his face.
So I spread love if you pass the time hearing this
Signing out is Eso, Mud and the glassy eyed lyricist.
[DJ Scratches]
It Goes Bliss and Eso
Gallop though your metro
Droppin fresh shit what part you don't get bro?
One for the fun and Two for the crew and
Three for the world but we love those girls.
It Goes Bliss and Eso
Gallop though your metro
Droppin fresh shit what part you don't get bro?
One for the fun and Two for the crew and
Three for the world but we love those girls.
[Verse 3]
I clambered like the bandit with a band of mother fuckers
Having fun and booming in I mean booming in from the Looney bin.
I can't hide from lies. I don't know if both eyes can go inside.
But I feel better when these veterans of Leddison.
The weather men like shittin in like Edison.
There ever been some cleaver men with feather pens.
For pleasure man endeavourin till we severin.
Get to the swing and get to the bling, bling she got that right protocol.
Make that pay and take me away I see the sight that Frodo saw.
We keep it romantic by the fire and I call a star?
But I'm still a big boy making love up in you jar.
Ohh no look what I've done she's calling me ignorant.
Well I can not stop also stop being belligerent and their
Clapping and screaming notice some call.
Platinum dreaming even though we are ahh the dope of the mall.
So hoping its y'all fault cop on three?
We reach the mountain up in ball all that I see to keep them bouncing.
It's like around the clock I'm lying with lines I'm lying in line I'm lying with alliances Forming and to find the sure thing.
The kite is flying the cool string the kids hold this bold vital source wing.
We'll chop down the scallywags wallowing rich
Amongst the diamonds I'm rough with my walloping stick.
They say tempest out of the boots you stray?
Wonderin wastelands looking for the true crusade
Cause the hippies go so what they take stems from my shit?
And we tippy toe over the lake with gems that have slipped
This far luster keeping these quick MC's on
Par buster in secrecy frequently in my star cluster hear a
Decency teaching me to seamlessly sequence these bar structure frequencies
And type to maybe they don't hear what I'm hollerin (no they don't)
Which is not accessible at least shit get to caught up in my
Technical flow and it wreaks a hoe though in affects it wont go so just snap out of it bro
And just go spit some grammar that gets some payment you know some dumb shit Under the banner of entertainment.
Cause I'm sick of all winging about whose bluffin cause I will not wake these fools up and disconnect the schools button.
No I will not.
You hear what I'm saying.
Will not
[DJ Scratches]
It Goes Bliss and Eso
Gallop though your metro
Droppin fresh shit what part you don't get bro?
One for the fun and Two for the crew and
Three for the world but we love those girls.
It Goes Bliss and Eso
Gallop though your metro
Droppin fresh shit what part you don't get bro?
One for the fun and Two for the crew and
Three for the world but we love those girls.
[DJ Starches]
Don't Fuck around.
I'm Ready to do it mate I'm fuckin balling out my ball sack
Greenhouse Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
I know you've met all the rest of them...
... but, seriously...
Have you ever met a hippie
From the city called Sydney?
An emcee who's no joke
And blows smoke like a chimney
No? well, get with me (bitch)
I'm bound to break the barricades babbling
A hundred thousand fucking savage apes
So welcome everybody to my bud's imagination
Where my heart sings blues
And drunken affirmations
The flowers in the pavement
Are there to salvage hip-hop
Crooked and loopy in the greenhouse
Like alfred hitchcock
Hundreds acting brainless
So something has to change, kids
Or else this axe is mine
Forever hunting on the rangers
I elevate the cause
While I celebrate the force
The words rotate the stress
And meditation bores
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Do your thing and grow the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get off the ground
And wobble around
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Everybody grows the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get the whole land to wobble around
When they make you a partner
I'm starting to not believe in this legion
'cause we be growing fresh words
And it's not leaving this region
We heard farm wide, stars collide
Ain't no finer carnival
The state that always scrape the hull
Free from rhyme or barnacles
On our vessel, prepared for voyage sea
Packin' on beef to serve me
Scurvy won't corrupt my buoyancy
And we arrived at the bash like migrants
And the reception was grand
'cause we re-hashed that vibrance
That they once had but lost
To a sea of starving cats
So the harvest was brought
By these three charming chaps
... the right cogs loose
To break free from that farm
And bring the right pro-duce
For this rappin' sitcom
A program laughter
T0 make you think it's good
But really it's just a toe jam cracker
And they feedin' you, it's like a
Flea market full of dumb shits (of dumb shit)
'cause we remarkable...
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Do your thing and grow the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get off the ground
And wobble around
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Everybody grows the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get the whole land to wobble around
(It's the greenhouse)
You're bound to get hooked
On the ink I bleed on my soul sketchbook
Accepted at the entrance
I paid without cash
Stared dragons in their eyes
And laid them out flat
Perverted poets watching the fairies fly
It's underground and stay in the trench
When the canary dies
It's eso, if you didn't know the king's name
And every time I fly
The colors of my wings change
Loud burpin', hanggliding
Cloud surfin', man I been here for years
You've just never looked
That furry feathered book
Holds my thoughts on voodoo sex
Do your thing, flew over
The motherfuckin' cuckoo's nest
Who you think it is? me
I cry colors, an only child
Who wishes he had five brothers
I'm up next, bitch
And I represent proudly
Born and raised in
The year of the rowdy
Allow me to let my dog loose
On your beach mouse
A monkey with a mic
In a mahogany treehouse
Read the sign, it says keep out
I keep it lit and blown
In the big bad greenhouse
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Do your thing and grow the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get off the ground
And wobble around
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Everybody grows the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get the whole land to wobble around
(It's the greenhouse... makin' it hot)
Man, at least I'm not lying
Tryin' to recoup the bait
Then buyin' the used loop you take
You're lying about the loop you make
You fallin' short of the hoop, you's fake
While my troop can make
Any shot we shoot and take
We keep it down to earth
Where grassroots don't break
And that's just the feelin'
These words will make
And all the flakin', make an offer
Is bringin' regurgitation
And it's filthy just thinkin'
About the hand one set
My words were spiccity-span
But my biggity hands
Still kept that penmanship
So though I wrote like three books
It's right on the news page
And uh, no we're not on street hooks
Our style is engaged
Not a stroke past midnight
And all through the club
Not a emcee stirred
Not even a rappin' thug
Just a clown being me
So jelly pumpin' see
Where do they go
They had to return that flow
To the rental company
Oh! so people, let loose
And wobble your frame
They say, where ya grow your words?
I tell 'em, boggle, the game
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Do your thing and grow the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get off the ground
And wobble around
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Everybody grows the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get the whole land to wobble around
... but, seriously...
Have you ever met a hippie
From the city called Sydney?
An emcee who's no joke
And blows smoke like a chimney
No? well, get with me (bitch)
I'm bound to break the barricades babbling
A hundred thousand fucking savage apes
So welcome everybody to my bud's imagination
Where my heart sings blues
And drunken affirmations
The flowers in the pavement
Are there to salvage hip-hop
Crooked and loopy in the greenhouse
Like alfred hitchcock
Hundreds acting brainless
So something has to change, kids
Or else this axe is mine
Forever hunting on the rangers
I elevate the cause
While I celebrate the force
The words rotate the stress
And meditation bores
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Do your thing and grow the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get off the ground
And wobble around
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Everybody grows the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get the whole land to wobble around
When they make you a partner
I'm starting to not believe in this legion
'cause we be growing fresh words
And it's not leaving this region
We heard farm wide, stars collide
Ain't no finer carnival
The state that always scrape the hull
Free from rhyme or barnacles
On our vessel, prepared for voyage sea
Packin' on beef to serve me
Scurvy won't corrupt my buoyancy
And we arrived at the bash like migrants
And the reception was grand
'cause we re-hashed that vibrance
That they once had but lost
To a sea of starving cats
So the harvest was brought
By these three charming chaps
... the right cogs loose
To break free from that farm
And bring the right pro-duce
For this rappin' sitcom
A program laughter
T0 make you think it's good
But really it's just a toe jam cracker
And they feedin' you, it's like a
Flea market full of dumb shits (of dumb shit)
'cause we remarkable...
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Do your thing and grow the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get off the ground
And wobble around
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Everybody grows the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get the whole land to wobble around
(It's the greenhouse)
You're bound to get hooked
On the ink I bleed on my soul sketchbook
Accepted at the entrance
I paid without cash
Stared dragons in their eyes
And laid them out flat
Perverted poets watching the fairies fly
It's underground and stay in the trench
When the canary dies
It's eso, if you didn't know the king's name
And every time I fly
The colors of my wings change
Loud burpin', hanggliding
Cloud surfin', man I been here for years
You've just never looked
That furry feathered book
Holds my thoughts on voodoo sex
Do your thing, flew over
The motherfuckin' cuckoo's nest
Who you think it is? me
I cry colors, an only child
Who wishes he had five brothers
I'm up next, bitch
And I represent proudly
Born and raised in
The year of the rowdy
Allow me to let my dog loose
On your beach mouse
A monkey with a mic
In a mahogany treehouse
Read the sign, it says keep out
I keep it lit and blown
In the big bad greenhouse
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Do your thing and grow the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get off the ground
And wobble around
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Everybody grows the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get the whole land to wobble around
(It's the greenhouse... makin' it hot)
Man, at least I'm not lying
Tryin' to recoup the bait
Then buyin' the used loop you take
You're lying about the loop you make
You fallin' short of the hoop, you's fake
While my troop can make
Any shot we shoot and take
We keep it down to earth
Where grassroots don't break
And that's just the feelin'
These words will make
And all the flakin', make an offer
Is bringin' regurgitation
And it's filthy just thinkin'
About the hand one set
My words were spiccity-span
But my biggity hands
Still kept that penmanship
So though I wrote like three books
It's right on the news page
And uh, no we're not on street hooks
Our style is engaged
Not a stroke past midnight
And all through the club
Not a emcee stirred
Not even a rappin' thug
Just a clown being me
So jelly pumpin' see
Where do they go
They had to return that flow
To the rental company
Oh! so people, let loose
And wobble your frame
They say, where ya grow your words?
I tell 'em, boggle, the game
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Do your thing and grow the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get off the ground
And wobble around
Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up
Everybody grows the stuff
It's the words, now ya heard,
Repeat the name and know the suss
It's bliss 'n eso and they
Gobble our sound down
And get the whole land to wobble around
This Is For You Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
Yo, From Half A Headphone As A Mic And A Busted Boombox
To Rockin The Spot From Sydney To The Fuckin Boondocks
To The Fans When We Pass Through Who Love To Wave High
To The Arms That Hold Me Up When I Jump And Stagedive
To Kids Outside The Venue Who Aint On The Door List
They Love The Music, They Just Can't Afford It
Watch Them Build That Cypher Smiling Quite Glad
Why Arent They Glum, What You Dumb?
Coz Hip-Hop Has No Price Tag
And Everybody's Welcome, It Has No Nationality
This Is For Rappers Who Aint Just In It For The Fast Salary
Who Dont Just Push Violence Money With All That Damn Braggin'
Who Dont Just Jump On The "It's All Entertainment" Bandwagon
To The Dj Who Drops His Tune And Ain't Paid To Play It
To Anyone Who Loves Their Partner And Aint Afraid To Say It
To Everyone Who's Shown Love When I Looked Unsure
Friends And Fam, Shit Even The Girls I Boofed On Tour Man
This Is For You, You're The Reason I Wrote This
You're The Reason I Stand In The Rain And Get My Clothes Wet
Oh It's Just Another Taste From The Bottle
Oh It's Bliss N Eso's Page From The Novel
[Repeat]
Keep Your Cash, Gold, Your Glitter And Cars
Keep Your Royal Red Carpet For Your City Of Stars
This Aint For The System To Put A Cage On Your Mind
It's For Those Who Don't Suck Dick For Radio Time
And The Only Time You'll Ever Catch Me Aimin' A Rifle
Is When There's Nothing On My Telly But Australian Idol
We Rock Rusty Mics, And Spit What We Think
Shabby Hotel Hoppers That Piss In The Sink
See Rich Make Money And Poor Make Magic
"We're Gonna Make You A Star" Bro They All Say That Shit
A Habit For The Headphones (Kid's Ride The Merry-Go)
Round Down To Meet Me (Inside Your Stereo)
With No Ride, And No Meals Full Of Shrimp
I'm Broke, But Hip-Hop Can Make Me Feel Like A Pimp
See A Man Who Lives Patient, Handles Displacement
Writing Rhymes For You In A Candle Lit Basement
[Hook]
This Is For The Cause In The Music
The Gift That We're Building
We All Gotta Use It For Lifting These Children
I Havent Been The Same Since I Fell In The Well
I Wished And Found Love Where Them Atliens Dwell
See It's The Rhymes, It's The Beat
It's The Song It's The Mix
It's The Times That We're Free
It's The Bomb, It's The Shit
Opportunity's Blind I Dont Wonder If He's Comin
So Look Mum No Hands I Made Somethin Outta Nothin'
[Hook]
This Is For You, You're The Reason I Wrote This
You're The Reason I Stand In The Rain And Get My Clothes Wet
Oh It's Just Another Taste From The Bottle
And I Hope This Feeling Stays Till Tomorrow
I Hope This Feeling Stays Till Tomorrow
To Rockin The Spot From Sydney To The Fuckin Boondocks
To The Fans When We Pass Through Who Love To Wave High
To The Arms That Hold Me Up When I Jump And Stagedive
To Kids Outside The Venue Who Aint On The Door List
They Love The Music, They Just Can't Afford It
Watch Them Build That Cypher Smiling Quite Glad
Why Arent They Glum, What You Dumb?
Coz Hip-Hop Has No Price Tag
And Everybody's Welcome, It Has No Nationality
This Is For Rappers Who Aint Just In It For The Fast Salary
Who Dont Just Push Violence Money With All That Damn Braggin'
Who Dont Just Jump On The "It's All Entertainment" Bandwagon
To The Dj Who Drops His Tune And Ain't Paid To Play It
To Anyone Who Loves Their Partner And Aint Afraid To Say It
To Everyone Who's Shown Love When I Looked Unsure
Friends And Fam, Shit Even The Girls I Boofed On Tour Man
This Is For You, You're The Reason I Wrote This
You're The Reason I Stand In The Rain And Get My Clothes Wet
Oh It's Just Another Taste From The Bottle
Oh It's Bliss N Eso's Page From The Novel
[Repeat]
Keep Your Cash, Gold, Your Glitter And Cars
Keep Your Royal Red Carpet For Your City Of Stars
This Aint For The System To Put A Cage On Your Mind
It's For Those Who Don't Suck Dick For Radio Time
And The Only Time You'll Ever Catch Me Aimin' A Rifle
Is When There's Nothing On My Telly But Australian Idol
We Rock Rusty Mics, And Spit What We Think
Shabby Hotel Hoppers That Piss In The Sink
See Rich Make Money And Poor Make Magic
"We're Gonna Make You A Star" Bro They All Say That Shit
A Habit For The Headphones (Kid's Ride The Merry-Go)
Round Down To Meet Me (Inside Your Stereo)
With No Ride, And No Meals Full Of Shrimp
I'm Broke, But Hip-Hop Can Make Me Feel Like A Pimp
See A Man Who Lives Patient, Handles Displacement
Writing Rhymes For You In A Candle Lit Basement
[Hook]
This Is For The Cause In The Music
The Gift That We're Building
We All Gotta Use It For Lifting These Children
I Havent Been The Same Since I Fell In The Well
I Wished And Found Love Where Them Atliens Dwell
See It's The Rhymes, It's The Beat
It's The Song It's The Mix
It's The Times That We're Free
It's The Bomb, It's The Shit
Opportunity's Blind I Dont Wonder If He's Comin
So Look Mum No Hands I Made Somethin Outta Nothin'
[Hook]
This Is For You, You're The Reason I Wrote This
You're The Reason I Stand In The Rain And Get My Clothes Wet
Oh It's Just Another Taste From The Bottle
And I Hope This Feeling Stays Till Tomorrow
I Hope This Feeling Stays Till Tomorrow
Headless Princess Lyrics – Bliss N Eso (feat. Ethic)
One breath, as I sit and smell the flowers the berries the very furn
That will escreet this eroma as I sit at the ferry terminal
Look at the sky abouve my eye moved towards it I soaked up an image freeze frame the portrait
An instant turned into an ocean of eternity it's vincint
Filled with this emotion that is burning me
From what I saw before me needs no explanation
She just rivit in my lungs there was no exhaliation
So we crushed his heart into my frozen palm tearing mine my
Stitches had her rosen from her farm building spines
And I must confess that I am so impressed with the way she strides
And the way she sies and the way she glydes with thoes dreamers eyes
It's more than just a turn that lies between her thighs
And through these beer bottle flavours in my life
I see clear working neibour with my slice of bliss
The door enables that awaits with a grudge
Only two emerge after you have taken the plunge
And I don't understand a serpant has a heart
While I'm just a man merchant with his cart
And all I wanna do is borrow a mear couple of fraizes
I admit this is the clear trouble with gauges to decode this combination
Shes the glitch in my system from chaos to what is simple
It's the hitch of incription it's the persuit of chase
It's the fun of the catch to find that beautiful face that lyes under the latch
When you unlock the mystery below under cover
You see that simple beauty and just getting to know one and other
It's like my motor she can just sound cool
But only a few fool will ever again look into those pupils
So I pluck my vocal cords so I can sing with this butterfly
But I can't utter my thoughts and they reverse to see it flutter by
[Hook:]
Feel it in your chest, feel it in your heart
I need a place to lay, I need a place to start
If this ain't it, you've been lying all along
Cuz the path you laid girl, it only made me strong
Cuz I was once a seed that needed, loving from the seasons feeded
Off your stream that's bleedin' treason, now I'm a tree breathing freedom
On my bank but you burnt those bridges
So now I stare across at you pile of bitches
(Eso)
[Eso:]
Bars, pubs, clubs
Freak-nicks, drenched in vampires blood
But wait, she looks like a nice girl, I'd like to meet her
She seems a little lost though, I'll try and reach her
[Ethic]
"Nah, that's oblivious, don't get involved
She's known to hold the dice of life and let it roll"
[Eso]
Oh, I see, a bit of a gambler
I'll grab my cape and a bag of convo', I think I can handle her
There's stories that she owns a red light to tell the time
I'm ready to judge a book from the inside as well as mine
So excuse me miss, as rude as this is
I'd like you to take this tape I made I made, cuz my crews on some shit
And we hit the cofee shop, she's singin' lullabies
We should probably stop, I don't wanna get played like those other guys
That's why this mix tape, is for you to borrow
And if you dig this shit here's my number, call me tomorrow
And as the sun fell, and the moon climbed
She went home, locked herself in her room, only to soon find
That music can manipulate your mind state
And if you use it as a wish it'll find ways
To blow out all the candles and know how to handle your mind, hitch hiking near my place
Her night was a highlight, listening close was not what she'd usually do
Her ceiling was a skyline with a beautiful view
There's the vision and the truth from the booth
See girl I told you what this muthafucking music would do
The next day she was happy as hell
Skipping down the block, now she's back to herself
Anyone could naturally tell she's no longer trapped in a well
And the music in her mind, fool, had actually helped
But all it took was a taste, to see those get muthafuckas dangling dollars in her face
You punks don't know me or my eerie feel
I learnt rhythm from ghosts tapping on the steering wheel
Every car ride, was like a start
I've got, art in my heart
Girl and there seems to be no light left, my soul is on empty
I'm running out of love, I'm running out of Mud, send me
Another note, some energised words of wisdom
Let me go, to a place of isolated vision.
But i'm steering this boat to uncharted lands
We need to understand, that one part of man
It three parts of the devil thinking why I can't make this boiling water settle
A dog alone in his kennel
Oh but wait, you see it's just a dead end
That headless princess could've been your fuckin' best friend
Unsettled by the fact they don't see the good times
Blind as bats to the future they could find
But it never really does, cease to amaze me
Why I scream fuck swamp donkeys and peace to the ladies
Cuz money is a hypnotist they're dazzled by the lavish shit
You wanna give me a blow job, I'll act like I have to piss
I'm no brick wall, you wanna leave, grab your shit
But don't come back in my life, like yo lets have a kiss
If only through my eyes you could see the shit
But you can't oblivious so go ahead beat it bitch
[Hook]
[Ethic]
Alright now, this is the breakdown, here is the setting
Alive for 24 years and already forgetting
What if felt like to be, one-half of her an me
Until forcibly, I'll return to twenty-three
Never have met, I didn't ever expect
To have crept into a situation I never will let
Be something I've left when I leave, quiet as kept
While the sea parts, the beast starts
To speak hearts, I see an artful approach
To convey what I wrote
A thousand times, in my mind with the hope
That for once, people don't just come and go
Yeah, I know that I'm supposed
To fly away, in a sunset serenade
While tomorrow cherishes the memory of today
I stay hollow, this time my back wasn't exposed
To the passing of someone I never would know
I never would grow, despite the cost
And at the end of the day, I've come to love the loss
And on the off chance that she falls again
I'm walking backwards so she still knows who I am.
[Hook x2]
That will escreet this eroma as I sit at the ferry terminal
Look at the sky abouve my eye moved towards it I soaked up an image freeze frame the portrait
An instant turned into an ocean of eternity it's vincint
Filled with this emotion that is burning me
From what I saw before me needs no explanation
She just rivit in my lungs there was no exhaliation
So we crushed his heart into my frozen palm tearing mine my
Stitches had her rosen from her farm building spines
And I must confess that I am so impressed with the way she strides
And the way she sies and the way she glydes with thoes dreamers eyes
It's more than just a turn that lies between her thighs
And through these beer bottle flavours in my life
I see clear working neibour with my slice of bliss
The door enables that awaits with a grudge
Only two emerge after you have taken the plunge
And I don't understand a serpant has a heart
While I'm just a man merchant with his cart
And all I wanna do is borrow a mear couple of fraizes
I admit this is the clear trouble with gauges to decode this combination
Shes the glitch in my system from chaos to what is simple
It's the hitch of incription it's the persuit of chase
It's the fun of the catch to find that beautiful face that lyes under the latch
When you unlock the mystery below under cover
You see that simple beauty and just getting to know one and other
It's like my motor she can just sound cool
But only a few fool will ever again look into those pupils
So I pluck my vocal cords so I can sing with this butterfly
But I can't utter my thoughts and they reverse to see it flutter by
[Hook:]
Feel it in your chest, feel it in your heart
I need a place to lay, I need a place to start
If this ain't it, you've been lying all along
Cuz the path you laid girl, it only made me strong
Cuz I was once a seed that needed, loving from the seasons feeded
Off your stream that's bleedin' treason, now I'm a tree breathing freedom
On my bank but you burnt those bridges
So now I stare across at you pile of bitches
(Eso)
[Eso:]
Bars, pubs, clubs
Freak-nicks, drenched in vampires blood
But wait, she looks like a nice girl, I'd like to meet her
She seems a little lost though, I'll try and reach her
[Ethic]
"Nah, that's oblivious, don't get involved
She's known to hold the dice of life and let it roll"
[Eso]
Oh, I see, a bit of a gambler
I'll grab my cape and a bag of convo', I think I can handle her
There's stories that she owns a red light to tell the time
I'm ready to judge a book from the inside as well as mine
So excuse me miss, as rude as this is
I'd like you to take this tape I made I made, cuz my crews on some shit
And we hit the cofee shop, she's singin' lullabies
We should probably stop, I don't wanna get played like those other guys
That's why this mix tape, is for you to borrow
And if you dig this shit here's my number, call me tomorrow
And as the sun fell, and the moon climbed
She went home, locked herself in her room, only to soon find
That music can manipulate your mind state
And if you use it as a wish it'll find ways
To blow out all the candles and know how to handle your mind, hitch hiking near my place
Her night was a highlight, listening close was not what she'd usually do
Her ceiling was a skyline with a beautiful view
There's the vision and the truth from the booth
See girl I told you what this muthafucking music would do
The next day she was happy as hell
Skipping down the block, now she's back to herself
Anyone could naturally tell she's no longer trapped in a well
And the music in her mind, fool, had actually helped
But all it took was a taste, to see those get muthafuckas dangling dollars in her face
You punks don't know me or my eerie feel
I learnt rhythm from ghosts tapping on the steering wheel
Every car ride, was like a start
I've got, art in my heart
Girl and there seems to be no light left, my soul is on empty
I'm running out of love, I'm running out of Mud, send me
Another note, some energised words of wisdom
Let me go, to a place of isolated vision.
But i'm steering this boat to uncharted lands
We need to understand, that one part of man
It three parts of the devil thinking why I can't make this boiling water settle
A dog alone in his kennel
Oh but wait, you see it's just a dead end
That headless princess could've been your fuckin' best friend
Unsettled by the fact they don't see the good times
Blind as bats to the future they could find
But it never really does, cease to amaze me
Why I scream fuck swamp donkeys and peace to the ladies
Cuz money is a hypnotist they're dazzled by the lavish shit
You wanna give me a blow job, I'll act like I have to piss
I'm no brick wall, you wanna leave, grab your shit
But don't come back in my life, like yo lets have a kiss
If only through my eyes you could see the shit
But you can't oblivious so go ahead beat it bitch
[Hook]
[Ethic]
Alright now, this is the breakdown, here is the setting
Alive for 24 years and already forgetting
What if felt like to be, one-half of her an me
Until forcibly, I'll return to twenty-three
Never have met, I didn't ever expect
To have crept into a situation I never will let
Be something I've left when I leave, quiet as kept
While the sea parts, the beast starts
To speak hearts, I see an artful approach
To convey what I wrote
A thousand times, in my mind with the hope
That for once, people don't just come and go
Yeah, I know that I'm supposed
To fly away, in a sunset serenade
While tomorrow cherishes the memory of today
I stay hollow, this time my back wasn't exposed
To the passing of someone I never would know
I never would grow, despite the cost
And at the end of the day, I've come to love the loss
And on the off chance that she falls again
I'm walking backwards so she still knows who I am.
[Hook x2]
Hip Hop Blues Lyrics – Bliss N Eso
[Verse 1]
Man I've been around the block and I've seen a lot of faces made a lot of friends and drunk a lot of cases oh my,
we just take people up, so high, to find faith in the love.
Welcome to the old pictured house on the hilltop, midnight movies screen while my quill jots,
a chilled spot, a foreign place just follow the user his name is Norman Baits and he will seat you in my head
when I'm performing late and you can feel how I miss my girls warm embrace.
This is a lonely road I can't ignore the fate cause only know I was born to make is hip hop freedom
until the craving is over in a land of starving MCs and shady promoters.
Hey bliss raps for the country, yeah that's a nifty assumption well it is the green and gold yeah the 50s and 100s.
Its like were modern day rap slaves on a crap wage but in the 6 pack with 10 cats backstage sleeping on floors,
fast food sipping on ??, economy class pimp bitch piss in a bottle.
To read our name on a flyer, yeah I'm a crack the shits I need a magnifying glass,
yo this is backwards bliss like I'm a shit in the shower and I'm a jump in the shitter,
cause were the kids with the powers but the runts of the litter but now you cunts are just bitter cause we must crap gold nuggets,
yo they digging our shit that we made from no budget,
but I'm still selling kicks stuffed in a cell cooped up in them all but I keep tracking though hell for this.
[Chorus]
Hip hop movement you got a pit stops view and it's a colourful world if you adapt to life but can't feel ya real if it is black and white.
This is a hip hop movement you got a pit stops view and it's a colourful world if you adapt to life but can't feel ya real if it is black and white.
[Verse 2]
Yo yes it Esoterik and Bliss is an intelligent twist of life (it strikes) that fights hell with a kiss,
upper class always looks and gives me shit cause I'm a white kid that bounces on a beat like Jimmy Cliff.
Singing this, got me high like music was drug oh shit tell 'em why coz I do this for the love but there's no love.
Cash will kill your marriages you know I'm so chat to chill in chariots.
But were broke and can't afford the fast life so we flow like hover boards in half pipe.
I think when I drink till the whole case drunk, in a cold world killing the ??.
They live in a mansion I live in a shed but when I spit it hits like an intimate head rub,
so Grammy's for the gangsters playin the part, one love for my heirs that can savour the art
cause when I write I rhyme like a day in the park and use mother natures rib cage as a harp and look forward to the future
like Sydney in December and express an experience like Jimmy on a bender.
Avenger whole view of looking at shit, see things of fishermen with a hook in your lip
and this is Bliss n Esotericism suffering pressure you put these mother fucker together and nothing is fresher.
[DJ scratches]
[Chorus]
This is hip hop blues man you got a Hitchcock view and its colourful world if you adapt to life but can't feel ya real if it is black and white.
This is hip hop blues man you got a Hitchcock view and its colourful world if you adapt to life but can't feel ya real if it is black and white.
[Verse 3]
It builds bliss when you're round us cause we built this from the ground up and it still hits
like a town truck with a steal fist that hasn't found love.
But when he does he remembers what its like to live in this world as one despite our differences,
change is here and the vision is ours within seconds the pavement was littered with flowers you know the rapping is shady
you know I mean she's so blow and your shits still only close to so, so.
Oh no did I just feel the ?? and not conform to whatever the fuck you say hot is?
You're living off old school props, give it up fool you lost,
our spitting will hold you hostage for that gold your rock its bullshit ops meditate.
Their Bliss n Esotericism fuckers get it straight.
[Girl singing]
[Chorus]
This is hip hop blues man you got a Hitchcock view and its colourful world if you adapt to life but can't feel ya real if it is black and white.
This is hip hop blues man you got a Hitchcock view and its colourful world if you adapt to life but can't feel ya real if it is black and white.
Maybe that'll teach ya's
Man I've been around the block and I've seen a lot of faces made a lot of friends and drunk a lot of cases oh my,
we just take people up, so high, to find faith in the love.
Welcome to the old pictured house on the hilltop, midnight movies screen while my quill jots,
a chilled spot, a foreign place just follow the user his name is Norman Baits and he will seat you in my head
when I'm performing late and you can feel how I miss my girls warm embrace.
This is a lonely road I can't ignore the fate cause only know I was born to make is hip hop freedom
until the craving is over in a land of starving MCs and shady promoters.
Hey bliss raps for the country, yeah that's a nifty assumption well it is the green and gold yeah the 50s and 100s.
Its like were modern day rap slaves on a crap wage but in the 6 pack with 10 cats backstage sleeping on floors,
fast food sipping on ??, economy class pimp bitch piss in a bottle.
To read our name on a flyer, yeah I'm a crack the shits I need a magnifying glass,
yo this is backwards bliss like I'm a shit in the shower and I'm a jump in the shitter,
cause were the kids with the powers but the runts of the litter but now you cunts are just bitter cause we must crap gold nuggets,
yo they digging our shit that we made from no budget,
but I'm still selling kicks stuffed in a cell cooped up in them all but I keep tracking though hell for this.
[Chorus]
Hip hop movement you got a pit stops view and it's a colourful world if you adapt to life but can't feel ya real if it is black and white.
This is a hip hop movement you got a pit stops view and it's a colourful world if you adapt to life but can't feel ya real if it is black and white.
[Verse 2]
Yo yes it Esoterik and Bliss is an intelligent twist of life (it strikes) that fights hell with a kiss,
upper class always looks and gives me shit cause I'm a white kid that bounces on a beat like Jimmy Cliff.
Singing this, got me high like music was drug oh shit tell 'em why coz I do this for the love but there's no love.
Cash will kill your marriages you know I'm so chat to chill in chariots.
But were broke and can't afford the fast life so we flow like hover boards in half pipe.
I think when I drink till the whole case drunk, in a cold world killing the ??.
They live in a mansion I live in a shed but when I spit it hits like an intimate head rub,
so Grammy's for the gangsters playin the part, one love for my heirs that can savour the art
cause when I write I rhyme like a day in the park and use mother natures rib cage as a harp and look forward to the future
like Sydney in December and express an experience like Jimmy on a bender.
Avenger whole view of looking at shit, see things of fishermen with a hook in your lip
and this is Bliss n Esotericism suffering pressure you put these mother fucker together and nothing is fresher.
[DJ scratches]
[Chorus]
This is hip hop blues man you got a Hitchcock view and its colourful world if you adapt to life but can't feel ya real if it is black and white.
This is hip hop blues man you got a Hitchcock view and its colourful world if you adapt to life but can't feel ya real if it is black and white.
[Verse 3]
It builds bliss when you're round us cause we built this from the ground up and it still hits
like a town truck with a steal fist that hasn't found love.
But when he does he remembers what its like to live in this world as one despite our differences,
change is here and the vision is ours within seconds the pavement was littered with flowers you know the rapping is shady
you know I mean she's so blow and your shits still only close to so, so.
Oh no did I just feel the ?? and not conform to whatever the fuck you say hot is?
You're living off old school props, give it up fool you lost,
our spitting will hold you hostage for that gold your rock its bullshit ops meditate.
Their Bliss n Esotericism fuckers get it straight.
[Girl singing]
[Chorus]
This is hip hop blues man you got a Hitchcock view and its colourful world if you adapt to life but can't feel ya real if it is black and white.
This is hip hop blues man you got a Hitchcock view and its colourful world if you adapt to life but can't feel ya real if it is black and white.
Maybe that'll teach ya's
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