Hip Hop Blues

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bliss, Esoterik] Man, I've been around the block and I've seen a lot of faces Made a lot of friends and I've drunk a lot of cases Oh my, we just take people up So high, to find faith in the love Welcome to the old picture house on the hilltop Midnight movie, screen what my quill jot It's a chilled spot, a foreign place And just follow the user, his name is Norman Baits (Yeah) And he will seat you in my head when I'm performing late And you can feel how I miss my girl's warm embrace This is a lonely road, can't ignore the fate It's what I only know, I was born to make this 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 fifties and hundreds It's like were modern day rap slaves on a crap wage Splittin' a six pack with ten cats backstage Sleeping on floors, fast food [?] Economy class pimps, bitch, piss in a bottle To read our name on a flyer, yeah, I'ma crack the shits I need a magnifying glass, this is backwards, Bliss Like I'ma shit in the shower, and I'ma jump in the shitter 'Cause we're the kids with the powers, but the runts of the litter And now you cunts are just bitter, 'cause we must crap gold nuggets Yo, they're digging our shit that we made from no budget But I'm still selling kicks [?] Cooped up in the mall, but I keep trucking though hell for this (Come on) [Chorus 1: Bliss & Esoterik] Hip-hop movement There ain't no pit stops [?] [?] it's a colourful world if you adapt to life But I can't feel you're real if it's black and white This is a hip-hop movement There ain't no pit stops [?] [?] it's a colourful world if you adapt to life But I can't feel you're real if it's black and white [Verse 2: Esoterik] Yo Esoterik and Bliss is an intelligent twist Of life, it strikes, then fights hell with a kiss Upperclass always look and gimme 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, 'cause I do this for the love If there's no love cats will kill your marriages You [?] that chill in chariots But we're broke and can't afford the fast life So we flow like hoverboards in halfpipe I think like I drink: until all the case drunk In a cold world (Come on), killing the bedbugs They live in a mansion, I live in a shed, but When I spit it hits like an infinite head rub So Grammy's for the gangsters playing the part One love for my heads that can savour the art 'Cause when I write, I rhyme like a day in the park And use Mother Nature's ribcage as a harp And look forward to the future like Sydney in December And express experience like Jimmy on a bender Avenger, whole view of looking at shit See, fame's a fishermen with a hook in your lip And this is Bliss n Esoterikizm, Suffa and Pressure You put these motherfuckers together and nothing is fresher [Scratches: DJ Izm] "Bliss n Eso" "Suffer for nothing" "Still gettin' paid from Centrelink and sneaker-shops" "This is [?]" "Two white dudes" "Damn right, Bliss n Eso got the fresh numbers" [Chorus 2: Bliss & Esoterik] This is hip-hop blues, man You got a Hitchcock view, and It's a colourful world if you adapt to life But I can't feel you're real if it's black and white This is hip-hop blues, man You got a Hitchcock view, and It's a colourful world if you adapt to life But I can't feel you're real if it's black and white [Verse 3: Esoterik, Bliss, Bliss & Esoterik] [?] bliss when you're round us 'cause we built this from the ground up And it still hits like a town truck With a steel fist that hasn't found love, mmm But when he does he remembers what it's 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 [?], I been rapping since '89, I'm MC [?] And your shit still ain't even close to so-so Oh no, did I just fail to pay homage And not conform to whatever the fuck you say hot is? You're living off old school props, give it up, fool, you lost [?] hold you hostage for the gold you rock It's bullshit, whoop, meditate It's Bliss n Esoterikizm, fucker, get it straight [Interlude: [?]] Rain [?] [?] [?] Rain [?] [?] [?] [Chorus 2: Bliss & Esoterik] This is hip-hop blues, man You got a Hitchcock view, and It's a colourful world if you adapt to life But I can't feel you're real if it's black and white This is hip-hop blues, man You got a Hitchcock view, and It's a colourful world if you adapt to life But I can't feel you're real if it's black and white [Outro: Rocky (Mel Blanc)] Maybe that'll teach ya's