Twisted Road - Bliss n Eso

B-E-I you couldn’t define it

And even you did shit

You shouldn’t have tried it

'Cause I’m telling you now

This rock in my hand

Will spell it out proud

And leave us all dwelling on clouds

Are you gonna peddle with peasants

Without your

I don’t think you’ve ever walked a road quite like this

So attractive, an abstract bitch

Gold and her mic, check her that shit

Spill sunshine but the masses world wide

Still want rhymes without cash and

To be a zombie for this industry’s a piece of piss

You take that route 'cause it’s easy shit

You sleezy prick, how dare you discriminate my shit, yes

Man, I’ll teach you this

Thinking every girl in the world wants to see your dick

I’ll paint you a seven headed beast with tits

That’s when you on

And sing the song

when I reach for clips

And bring it on

'Cause, see, I know my options

My presence in essence is the crow that watches

See these boulders 'round my shoulders

'Round my ankles is a ball and chain

I’ve listened to you rappers but you’re all the same

That’s why my balls are framed on the wall and named

(certificate of courage)

Life’s like a twisted road

Shoes like a giant and a fist of

Stereotypical MCs they piss us off

But that shit be old

So when you’re walking down that twisted road

Find and buy a place 'cause the shit be cold

Headphones on and you’re all alone

The B-E-I got you in the zone

Well I just love walking down this windy trail

With some fresh, griny

So kindly snail, have

(No they’re still)

Well then search, you’re talking

I’ma fuck the big rivers and their current flow

Is currently the currency become the COO, oh no

Like people, do you recognize the evil that surrounds us all

And every

We got some meager beavers by the dam up brook

gee whiz, crikey 'till the see this

Just a little off a tangent

So try and keep up, like them cowboys to engines

So don’t you play the game of fault

The mainstream ain’t fresh with a grain of salt

Life’s like a twisted road

Shoes like a giant and a fist of

Stereotypical MCs they piss us off

But that shit be old

So when you’re walking down that twisted road

Find and buy a place 'cause the shit be cold

Headphones on and you’re all alone

The B-E-I got you in the zone

So everybody stand, let it be told

Your reason to be scared, let it be told

And if you feel the flow, let it be told

That everybody knows

Everybody grows

Everybody go