Nowhere But Up

Album cover art for "Nowhere But Up" by Bliss n Eso

Bliss n Eso - Rap, Australia

Nowhere But Up

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[Verse 1: Bliss] We ain't from life in the gutter, so they don't feel our stuff What you like to be stubborn? What we ain't real enough? 'Cause we white from the suburbs and we write from a brother's Raw and uncut emotion, blazin' a mic in the cupboard You mother fuckers make me laugh with that ridiculous shit Who brings it like Nick-ity-split, as wicked as Bliss? See these ballers see a white boy, start kiddin' and laugh But I'm like Billy Hoyle hustlin' Sydney for the cash And you just talkin' loud, you an impostor clown Where'd you pick your style up, the fuckin' lost and found? Gosh, it sounds like you washed it down And sprinkled it with sugar just to get your little career off the ground They can't stand to watch it, next to us rock it You look like Randy Watson with Sexual Chocolate (That boy good) Bet you would cop this perpetual hot shit Now you emcees can't blow with this testicle chop, bitch Two hands on the mic straight bustin' this ammo Crossing the kings is like fucking with Pando Throwing rocks at our house won't crack the glass, soldier We make one hell of a racket so we smacking back boulders "Hey yo Bliss, you heard what the message board said?" No, but I will knock you out and put my nuts on your forehead Take a pic and post it up when you nerds dis' three lads Shit, 'cause what's words when you were served the Bliss teabag? [Chorus] They love me, hate me, need me, leave me But I can't stay away I gave you pieces of my heart and you just threw them away So, now's the time to tell them all that I just don't give a fuck No matter what they throw at us we're going nowhere but up [Verse 2: Eso] Okay, this is the moment of truth Are you a tourist to the art or is your home in the booth? See, this is my house, I rhyme for the cause Bend spoons with my crew and cut diamonds with thoughts Then hoon down hills in wheelbarrows for laughs I'm Robin Hood on this mic, splitting arrows in half And they know brick by brick I built this house 'Cause only shit like this can chill me out But when I bust my free's I'm psychotic when I rock it When I'm on the streets I got narcotics in my pocket When I bomb the beat, bro, you cop it like a *dropkick* to the face From the kid in the cockpit gettin' blazed It's still B.E.I. and you can trust me bro I still sail the seas in a rusty boat I'm still heat on this mic when I bust my flow I still chill with Jane, the biggest slut I know The slave that'll serve the king With a crew that's tight like virgin minge And in a dark world I use my rhyming as a light Bliss N Eso is back, I'm Bruce Almighty on this mic [Chorus] They love me, hate me, need me, leave me But I can't stay away I gave you pieces of my heart and you just threw them away So, now's the time to tell them all that I just don't give a fuck No matter what they throw at us we're going nowhere but up [Outro: Eso] You damn straight, mother fuckers Bliss n Eso still up in this bitch Growing them flowers in the pavement for all you blind mother fuckers who can't see colours!

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  • MC Bliss
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