Lyrics

Yeah, it's that new Bliss N Eso shit straight out the Woodworks So ladies and gentleman, friends and crews I came here to represent and vent my views See, they want you brainwashed like everyone's for the money While we want the scene to blow like cherry bombs in the dunny So check it out, check it out this is Eso on the mic No fuckin' around, I came to get you in the vibe Grab life by the balls and never look behind 'Cause when that bling bling dies you can bet I'll be alive A revolution of radical rebels, writin' raw, reflect the rap Of this cataclysmic cool, calm, collected cat The front row covered when I'm spittin' the rhyme spray Got skeletons on stage playin' rickety steinsways I sit with the owls, flippin' 'em out, flippin' the vowels The midnight paddock runner who's tippin' the cows Spittin' it foul, down and dirty 'cause my crew's shabby All I wants my girl, beer, a used Caddy and this dude's happy Well, you heard about the boys from the foreign land They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand And they be puttin' it down, the only way they know how So sing it, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la So sing it, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la From the moment the show starts and we emerge When the curtains break Your chest starts burnin' like you're slurpin' the bourbon straight We blow the spot with more heat we servin' than a furnace makes Percolate this bitch until we certain every person shakes The bim bam boogieman is drinkin' till I'm plastered All over your ears, rappin', swingin' from the rafters Got asses leavin' the seats when I'm freakin' the beat Just husslin' like Harry Flint with the freedom of speech So while it seems like there's millions of cats that stack loot My crews here to stay like tax and tattoos And there's no match for the kid that blows your mind 'Cause beatin' me is like returnin' videos on time And the music I make is like peakin' on a trip Call me Jimmy Open Doors, day dreamin' with a spliff Puttin' pressure on the player, tryin' to look like the cool guy But couldn't come close if he spoofed on the bulls eye Well, you heard about the boys from the foreign land They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand And they be puttin' it down, the only way they know how So sing it, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Well, you heard about the boys from the foreign land They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand And they be puttin' it down, the only way they know how So sing it, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie So sing it, la la la la la la la la Well, you heard about the boys from the foreign land They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand And they be puttin' it down, the only way they know how So sing it, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Well, you heard about the boys from the foreign land They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand And they be puttin' it down, the only way they know how So sing it, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Writer(s): Mark Landon, Unknown Composer Author Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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