Bliss n Eso

Texty piesní Albumy

That Feeling

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'

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

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')

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

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')

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

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

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