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 [ From: http://www.elyrics.net] 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
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