[Intro]

Flowers in the pavement

Flowers in the pavement

There's many roads but there's only one you'll take

You never know when you're gonna meet your fate

Face to face, eye to eye with the inner truth

So I spill my soul and swim in the booth

[Verse 1: Bliss]

Yeah, I'm like a man with his thoughts on a lonely road

I stand and I fought, now I only know

That these dumb minds only want punchlines or gun rhymes

And if you don't kick either, well, you're most likely unsigned (when I'm lying)

Now you can't tell me if your rhyming is live

And you don't wanna live off it without a nine to five

So why you strive, the sound underground

Just bring it naturally, like my eyes looking under gowns

I used to label it but learn it's evolving

I guess the tables have turned, they're not just revolving

Light it up, hear the crackle, Bliss an' mud

Through the evil it's a drug that sits in blood

Yo this is love

That god only breaks the mould like that twist of bud

Reality takes a stroll, it can lift you up

Make you sore like that kite

And you can drift with us, cut the cord with the knife

Swimming in oblivion above such evil

It's amazing what we gotta go through to touch people

When I spit ears just prick up

I sip beers and hick-up

And rocking the same jeans for six years and it sucks

Sike, I mean I dress in jewels and my weapons cool

Fuck that, give me truth through these decibels

The unfulfilled talk of cash and power

Wait, the wine they're sipping ain't nothing but sour grapes

[Chorus]

There's many roads but there's only one you'll take

You never know when you're gonna meet your fate

Face to face, eye to eye with the inner truth

What stuff do you put on when you're in the booth

I'm Superman, I'm a killer

I'm a smoked out pimp

I'm trailer trash

I'm a gangsta with a fucked up blimp

An old geazer with a story to tell

I can hold a crowd

Yo I'm boring as hell

[Post-Chorus]

I can feel it, you can feel it, we can feel it for sure

I can feel the opportunity, knocking my door

I can feel it, you can feel it, we can feel it for sure

I can feel the opportunity, knocking my door

[Verse 2: Eso]

Imagination of an eight year old

I feel you by my side

There's flowers in the pavement to filter out the crime

And I'm an egg missle bitch

I built this house with rhymes

I coloured in my wings and still drew out the lines

So don't take my love for granted until you understand it

The day dreamer, dog lover, wish, wonder bandit

I swear a day doesn't pass that I don't feel the pressure

I got a thousand keys, but none reveal the treasure

Just a tidal wave, an earthquake, and then the flood

You should have thought twice before you gave the pen to mud

'Cause when you do religions all collapse

And I free run through hell with matchsticks and no maps

So go back to your laboratory

'Cause a cunt like me wants to marry at 40 and carry a .40

Down the wedding isle with pride

And have a bong in private after I marry my bride

I'm happy as Larry inside

But with the weight of these waves it's hard to carry the tide

And all an honest man can do is ask for a salary rise

I do live in this world and this cannot be right

So I mean when I see you, rolling through the cities

See ya pumping our tunes

Hopping on the sneaky green

All I want is to raise my kids up in the bush

Everyone seems to be pulling, so fuck it I'll push

[Chorus]

There's many roads but there's only one you'll take

You never know when you're gonna meet your fate

Face to face, eye to eye with the inner truth

What stuff do you put on when you're in the booth

I'm Superman, I'm a killer

I'm a smoked out pimp

I'm trailer trash

I'm a gangsta with a fucked up blimp

An old geazer with a story to tell

I can hold a crowd

Yo I'm boring as hell

[Post-Chorus]

I can feel it, you can feel it, we can feel it for sure

I can feel the opportunity, knocking my door

I can feel it, you can feel it, we can feel it for sure

I can feel the opportunity, knocking my door

[Outro]

Check it out

It's ridden pretty vagas

143 crew, coming straight out of Brissy

Kicking it, having a few beers with Bliss n Eso

(A few beers)

Be sure to check out the new album

Flowers in the Pavement

Yes, yes

This is infamous

1200 Techniques

And you are listening to Bliss n Esoterikzism

Flowers in the Pavement

It's dropping soon

In fact, if you listen to this shit

It's probably dropped right now

So turn it up and rock with it