Yo, Bliss n Eso is like back and fourth like Jack n Torch and trust me
We tap the source and rap with force but **** me
These rapping dorks are crap of course
So why when we do a show it's always as these whack cats' support
And why do there tracks go north and ours go nowhere?
Why do I lack a Porche? Why is it no fair?
Please pull your ****ing skirt up
I'm proud of everything we've done
And everything we've worked for
And I wouldn't read you shit if I could I feel darko
Bliss, I'm just a brother with a given goal
So don't you dare try to shove me in that pigeon hole
Of being boring and lame to gain fortunate and fame
When I just walk the darkness with a torch and a flame
And stay forging are name where my pen is a chisel
Where my mind is a mallet, I'm rhyming to Alice
Man I could dive in the sunrise
I could swim in this breeze
This poem makes me a jungle and I'm swinging from trees
When we out on the road man all we got is each other slogging it out (c'mon)
On the sundick round circuit
Just running a muck, it's like a three clowned circus
Through beats and rhymes and we ain't even reached our prime
I'm just a poetry peddler who found the lavish gold
And you can see it too it's just down this rabbit hole
Oh I've been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
Been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
(Yo check me out right here)
On this mic I'm a stampeding buffalo
My fingers paint pictures of a man cleaning up his throne
Getting ready for any attack
'Cause me and this mic have become very attached
And I won't let go of this feeling I've got in my belly
The revolution is here and it's not on your tellie
Have you ever had to hate when you're trying to be calm
Have you ever had your own mother die in your arms
Well I have and her outlook keeps me strong
The rolling stone of this home since shes been gone
So I know what its like too only have your crew
Where meaning seems lost and you know you have too choose
To get up or get down when life's trying to be serious
Like get up like school's out and life's a free period
But when it happened I didn't wanna go out
So how can I write and stay out for the cause
When hell's in my lounge room and there's doubt in my thoughts
It was the sun through a smile when I look at her pictures
It's the face that my rapping not a hook for the riches
'Cause I don't roll in a roice like a Jay-Z clip
But if you're fake you're rich bro, take these hints
That's just Satan bum ****ing you for eighteen cents
But me I'm willing too roll I'm willing too ride
Shit I'm still in control I'm still on this mic
Oh I been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
Been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[Verse 1: Bliss]
Yo, Bliss n Eso is like back and fourth like Jack n Torch and trust me
We tap the source and rap with force but **** me
These rapping dorks are crap of course
So why when we do a show it's always as these whack cats' support
And why do there tracks go north and ours go nowhere?
Why do I lack a Porche? Why is it no fair?
Please pull your ****ing skirt up
I'm proud of everything we've done
And everything we've worked for
And I wouldn't read you shit if I could I feel darko
Bliss, I'm just a brother with a given goal
So don't you dare try to shove me in that pigeon hole
Of being boring and lame to gain fortunate and fame
When I just walk the darkness with a torch and a flame
And stay forging are name where my pen is a chisel
Where my mind is a mallet, I'm rhyming to Alice
Man I could dive in the sunrise
I could swim in this breeze
This poem makes me a jungle and I'm swinging from trees
When we out on the road man all we got is each other slogging it out (c'mon)
On the sundick round circuit
Just running a muck, it's like a three clowned circus
Through beats and rhymes and we ain't even reached our prime
I'm just a poetry peddler who found the lavish gold
And you can see it too it's just down this rabbit hole
[Chorus]
Oh I've been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
Been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
[Verse 2: Eso]
(Yo check me out right here)
On this mic I'm a stampeding buffalo
My fingers paint pictures of a man cleaning up his throne
Getting ready for any attack
'Cause me and this mic have become very attached
And I won't let go of this feeling I've got in my belly
The revolution is here and it's not on your tellie
Have you ever had to hate when you're trying to be calm
Have you ever had your own mother die in your arms
Well I have and her outlook keeps me strong
The rolling stone of this home since shes been gone
So I know what its like too only have your crew
Where meaning seems lost and you know you have too choose
To get up or get down when life's trying to be serious
Like get up like school's out and life's a free period
But when it happened I didn't wanna go out
So how can I write and stay out for the cause
When hell's in my lounge room and there's doubt in my thoughts
It was the sun through a smile when I look at her pictures
It's the face that my rapping not a hook for the riches
'Cause I don't roll in a roice like a Jay-Z clip
But if you're fake you're rich bro, take these hints
That's just Satan bum ****ing you for eighteen cents
But me I'm willing too roll I'm willing too ride
Shit I'm still in control I'm still on this mic
[Chorus]
Oh I been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
Been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
📝 纯歌词版本
Yo, Bliss n Eso is like back and fourth like Jack n Torch and trust me
We tap the source and rap with force but **** me
These rapping dorks are crap of course
So why when we do a show it's always as these whack cats' support
And why do there tracks go north and ours go nowhere?
Why do I lack a Porche? Why is it no fair?
Please pull your ****ing skirt up
I'm proud of everything we've done
And everything we've worked for
And I wouldn't read you shit if I could I feel darko
Bliss, I'm just a brother with a given goal
So don't you dare try to shove me in that pigeon hole
Of being boring and lame to gain fortunate and fame
When I just walk the darkness with a torch and a flame
And stay forging are name where my pen is a chisel
Where my mind is a mallet, I'm rhyming to Alice
Man I could dive in the sunrise
I could swim in this breeze
This poem makes me a jungle and I'm swinging from trees
When we out on the road man all we got is each other slogging it out (c'mon)
On the sundick round circuit
Just running a muck, it's like a three clowned circus
Through beats and rhymes and we ain't even reached our prime
I'm just a poetry peddler who found the lavish gold
And you can see it too it's just down this rabbit hole
Oh I've been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
Been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
(Yo check me out right here)
On this mic I'm a stampeding buffalo
My fingers paint pictures of a man cleaning up his throne
Getting ready for any attack
'Cause me and this mic have become very attached
And I won't let go of this feeling I've got in my belly
The revolution is here and it's not on your tellie
Have you ever had to hate when you're trying to be calm
Have you ever had your own mother die in your arms
Well I have and her outlook keeps me strong
The rolling stone of this home since shes been gone
So I know what its like too only have your crew
Where meaning seems lost and you know you have too choose
To get up or get down when life's trying to be serious
Like get up like school's out and life's a free period
But when it happened I didn't wanna go out
So how can I write and stay out for the cause
When hell's in my lounge room and there's doubt in my thoughts
It was the sun through a smile when I look at her pictures
It's the face that my rapping not a hook for the riches
'Cause I don't roll in a roice like a Jay-Z clip
But if you're fake you're rich bro, take these hints
That's just Satan bum ****ing you for eighteen cents
But me I'm willing too roll I'm willing too ride
Shit I'm still in control I'm still on this mic
Oh I been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
Been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[Verse 1: Bliss]
Yo, Bliss n Eso is like back and fourth like Jack n Torch and trust me
We tap the source and rap with force but **** me
These rapping dorks are crap of course
So why when we do a show it's always as these whack cats' support
And why do there tracks go north and ours go nowhere?
Why do I lack a Porche? Why is it no fair?
Please pull your ****ing skirt up
I'm proud of everything we've done
And everything we've worked for
And I wouldn't read you shit if I could I feel darko
Bliss, I'm just a brother with a given goal
So don't you dare try to shove me in that pigeon hole
Of being boring and lame to gain fortunate and fame
When I just walk the darkness with a torch and a flame
And stay forging are name where my pen is a chisel
Where my mind is a mallet, I'm rhyming to Alice
Man I could dive in the sunrise
I could swim in this breeze
This poem makes me a jungle and I'm swinging from trees
When we out on the road man all we got is each other slogging it out (c'mon)
On the sundick round circuit
Just running a muck, it's like a three clowned circus
Through beats and rhymes and we ain't even reached our prime
I'm just a poetry peddler who found the lavish gold
And you can see it too it's just down this rabbit hole
[Chorus]
Oh I've been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
Been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
[Verse 2: Eso]
(Yo check me out right here)
On this mic I'm a stampeding buffalo
My fingers paint pictures of a man cleaning up his throne
Getting ready for any attack
'Cause me and this mic have become very attached
And I won't let go of this feeling I've got in my belly
The revolution is here and it's not on your tellie
Have you ever had to hate when you're trying to be calm
Have you ever had your own mother die in your arms
Well I have and her outlook keeps me strong
The rolling stone of this home since shes been gone
So I know what its like too only have your crew
Where meaning seems lost and you know you have too choose
To get up or get down when life's trying to be serious
Like get up like school's out and life's a free period
But when it happened I didn't wanna go out
So how can I write and stay out for the cause
When hell's in my lounge room and there's doubt in my thoughts
It was the sun through a smile when I look at her pictures
It's the face that my rapping not a hook for the riches
'Cause I don't roll in a roice like a Jay-Z clip
But if you're fake you're rich bro, take these hints
That's just Satan bum ****ing you for eighteen cents
But me I'm willing too roll I'm willing too ride
Shit I'm still in control I'm still on this mic
[Chorus]
Oh I been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
Been marching for so long
Representing where I'm from
When I make these songs it makes me strong so I can soldier on
I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business.
I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone.
I should like to help everyone - if poss...
I'm in the back of a ute
and I'm freshly servin
BnE brew I got a esky burstin
to the babble of this beat
started jet ski surfin' I
keep keep it I keep...
To the kingdom of all creatures
Don't turn back now, hear the sages
It is time to reach the goal
Back in this bitch, I'mma kick the door down
Down r...
Yo, From Half A Headphone As A Mic And A Busted Boombox
To The Fans When We Pass Through Who Love To Wave High
To The Arms That Hold Me Up When I Jump...
Yep yeah
Yep yep, yep yeah
Yep, yep, yep
So I heard
If you really, really want something, live like a goal kicker
See the target, envision the whole ...
When I wake in the morning, I smile to myself like I'm thankin God.
****, no more folks like, "Jonathan, when you gonna grow up and get a job?"
Cause ...
The Moses Twist - Bliss N Eso
Yeah
Hell Yeah
This that dance where, no one's looking
You can do whatever the ****
you feel like doing man
That's the M...
I got my backpack, books and my lunch-box,
Let's travel back, so you can capture that,
Old school image like an Ansel Adam's Hasselblad
I was on the 2...