Lyrics Evening Breeze - Bliss n Eso

Evening Breeze

Let those windows sink, feel the evening breeze
Let’s just zone out, now come on, now people breathe
It’s the moment where the show has got you soakin' up the vibe
Dim the lights and bring the mics, we’re gonna show you somethin' live
(Gon' do it like this)
See, they won’t catch me, I’m way too fast
In a world gone mad, I’ma break these bars
Won’t chase these cars, don’t make me laugh
I’m a drop some insight to blaze this grass
And I’m off again
That nutty motherfucker straight droppin' gems
Mister anti-government stops the trend
I don’t believe no lies like cops are friends
And this hip-hop is right where I left it
Think about the people that my rhymes have affected
My mind is a weapon my life is a wreck and
Whenever I spit, it’s divine intervention
Satan now is the face of a job
So I break him down, and trade places with God
I made that sound and gave face to the loss
To create my crown out of paper and rocks
So if you’re livin' in the cold, there’s some scissors in the bowl
To make a motherfuckin' mix until this bitch is on a roll
The news is proof life is tragic when killing
So I choose to use my magic verses your millions (ha ha)
Let those windows sink, feel the evening breeze
Let’s just zone out, now come on, now people breathe
It’s the moment where the show has got you soakin' up the vibe
Dim the lights and bring the mics, we’re gonna show you somethin' live
Where’s the party at, let’s hit the fort
Get her poppin' like a bottle that spits a cork
This track is a drug that Bliss endorse
(Will ya listen to it?) Nah, it’s for your whip to snort
So pop it in your old bomb and your ritzy Porsche
And when you listen, sport you feel a buzz, well your Vista’s forced
To turn it up 'til the shit distorts
And damn near OD, make your system short
Oh lord, low and behold
The big truck and basilla got the show on the road
And these fuckin' haters act all cocky
Try to cut us down like we’re tall poppies
Man, we grassroots that retort the shoot
I mouth off in the face of the corporate suit
So force the troops that won’t fall short in the stoop
Their severed arms sold for a sore salute
So freeze, please cat, now breathe, relax
And let the poem set the tone, 'cause under every ego
Is flesh and bone
Now sway, right left and zone
Got the crowd lookin' like a giant metronome
Let’s go to my world, give my record a spin
Let the melody massage and beckon you in
Let those windows sink, feel the evening breeze
Let’s just zone out, now come on, now people breathe
It’s the moment where the show has got you soakin' up the vibe
Dim the lights and bring the mics, we’re gonna show you somethin' live
is humbled with love
My style’s down to earth when I hover above
I’m so fresh, so clean that, if I’m covered in mud
I make the mess just seem like it’s bubble and suds
I got a knack for this rappin' shit
If you don’t know, ask Amiss who’s that dope flow activist
A grown bloke, but a wacky kid
Well it’s your very own Loco Captain Bliss
And I’ma hang glide over your franchise
'Til the music seems like a lucid dream
Then I wake in the morning and I shave my head
Then have non-believers come and make my bed
And while they’re making bread, I gotta shake my head
'Cause I’m the bloke that flows broke to make the rent
So relax and let your brain breathe
In a hammock amid the daydreams
Let those windows sink, feel the evening breeze
Let’s just zone out, now come on, now people breathe
It’s the moment where the show has got you soakin' up the vibe
Dim the lights and bring the mics, we’re gonna show you somethin' live