Eso:] I'm a fugitive slave on a runaway train Trying to release pain to a summer day rave Motherfuckers make way have I spit like a shotgun I'm here to rest like bitch I got top bunk.[Bliss:] From the boy who dared to dream to be bigger The supersonic sunset sight scenery flipper The stereo slideshow, blaze a bag of good crop Here we go, my folk wave the flag of Woodstock.[Eso:] The visual is epic, my lyrics are a head-trip And trust when I bust I got the minerals to sign it They're all sheep to my cattle dog rhyming Cause my fleet's more street then the Paddle pop lion.[Chorus:] It's alright in the city, people look nice, kind of pretty Even though it's a little dirty, it's alright in the city If you love where to go If u know where to go.[Eso:] Boombox on blast, blazed in a kombi I walk what I speak and it's vibration the concrete Chase my jet stream, I'm going into the firmament A great escape where I know as a legend.[Bliss:] So press work and set it to comfort The styles us, making waves when we get in the channel They see us broadcast from a beautiful bungalow Our rumble grows like the hooves of the buffalo So go, go Johnny go go go Go Johnny go So BnE the black sheep have you any cool Yes sir, Yes sit, 3 lads full And I roam with dope rhymes and a lot of kin Hitting summertime coastline metropolitans Flying through the lights in the essence of the civic 1 life, bet I'm going to endure it, going to turn her to the limit.[Chorus:] It's alright in the city, people look nice, kind of pretty Even though it's a little dirty, it's alright in the city If you love where to go If u know where to go.[Eso:] I'm a mad monkey having lunch with stray cats On a grand brumby with the circumstances of saint pat In my damn undies with a dull and 8-track Mad hungry like I'm Nudge from Hey Dad I'm on a point that you'll never be mate You'd Want to end alwaysy game that's ever been made So get set for my Syd City committee Moose dog Macka, shitty bo bitty.[Bliss:] In my hang glider, got my eye socket in my Spy Optics I been hot, slingshot in my sky rocket Fly in my flock, air platoon Pop the pop 1 hit wonder hot air balloons Drop the top in the summer, got to blast the tunes I'm a skinny white boy, give papa bear some room Shit we rock no matter the conditions The bold BnE is back, Bigger, Badder, Better and we're.[Chorus:] It's alright in the city, people look nice, kind of pretty Even though it's a little dirty, it's alright in the city If you love where to go If u know where to go.[End Vocal:] Love on the street in the city, Summertime's mean in the city Baby it's capital in the city, just a small bit of hate, what a pity.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Flying Through The City Lyrics
Artist : BLISS N ESOAlbum : Running On Air[Eso:] All engines go you, I'mm ready for blast off We've been in the building, They're looking for car spots I got the wheel to the alloy in a monster truck A full tank and a perpetual rush.[Bliss:] I just start to the face like a rail at Daytona With a super fat 28 pack of crayolas I colour the canvas, I'm the power of my tunes I fly through like a power at high noon.
Labels:
black sheep,
boombox,
cattle dog,
dope rhymes,
full tank,
great escape,
head trip,
high noon,
hooves,
jet stream,
lads,
monster truck,
paddle pop lion,
pedal to the metal,
press play,
runaway slave,
runaway train,
wave the flag
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