Woodstock 2008 Lyrics - Flying Colours - Bliss N Eso

Gonna bring out the gorilla in me yall 

Hear the pistols pump, hear the engine roar 

That's my heart and soul, trying to bend the law 

It's a beautiful night, to fly like a phoenix 

Bang the beat and get high like I'm Jesus 

I had a choice 

Before I got lost on a canvas 

Conform to the norm, 

Or go off on a tangent 

To a field of dreams, 

We built it with no bucks 

So I aimed for the stars 

And tilted my scope up 

Suddenly 

Suddenly at gigs 

We were packing the floor, 

Having 'em roar 

It took 2 lp's 

To get a crack in the door 

Here's Johnny, 

But I'm happy of course 

I talk total true thoughts 

When I'm tackling tours 

Matter fact, I just rap, 

Not a cat with a Porsche 

I'm a tug-of-war of words 

Whirling backwards and forwards 

And I can't get enough of this feeling, 

Blaze the bonfire 

Up on this beach and 

Welcome to Woodstock 2 double o 8 

You better buckle up, this ride has no breaks 

I'm 'a fang the bitch, till it flames out the back 

Out of control like a train off it's tracks 

You know god damn well 

Who burnt the house down 

Buried the bullshit 

And turned the sound round 

B.e.i, we bring it back to basics 

And get the whole crowd ape shit 

~hook: 

Well I've been slaving for 5 days, 

And finally the weekend's arrived 

The walls and roof is on fire, 

Now that's what I call Saturday night 

See if the vibe is right 

And the beat is tight 

Trust me my brother we gon' eat tonight 

And that's a 7 course meal 

For my people in the gutter 

If we all can't share, 

I ain't eating mother fucker 

I went down to the woods 

And took a look into my soul and 

A kaleidoscope of colours 

Started cooking in my cauldron 

In a dark world I gotta fight 

Through the cruel night 

Spread my wings, 

Take flight into moonlight 

I'm just basking in the sunshine 

Of fates soothing innocence 

Painting with a personal pallet 

Of moving images 

I am my lifes editor, 

You bet I might be that 

Jedi knight on your red eye flight 

Direct like Billy Walsh, 

I'm in charge like the Dalai Lama 

Roll with my entourage 

Like Johnny drama 

Sky surf a computer of destiny 

Back at the bliss batch, 

Booze and Buddha is the recipe 

It's a baboon bash, 

A barbarian ball 

Where we all get together 

And we never get bored 

Yeah we're clever with the swords, 

Looked what popped out bitch 

Came stomping through your hood 

With this knock out shit 

~hook: 

Well I've been slaving for 5 days, 

And finally the weekend's arrived 

The walls and roof is on fire, 

Now that's what I call Saturday night 

I don't move crack rock 

In a fat sock 

I move dope rhymes 

Snap locked in a laptop 

Going 80 on the freeway, 

Chillin with my dj 

Hot to trot 

And we drop with no delay 

This is my heart and soul bra, 

My art and culture 

We hold this bitch down 

Like Spartan soldiers 

So god forsake me for tellin my rhyme 

But big Macka does tell it on time 

With the sirens blaring 

I rock the damn Richter 

I'm the fire Aries, 

The cosmic transmitter 

I can't complain 

That you don't know my name 

And if that's the case 

Then baby please let me explain 

It be that lumberjack Macka 

And johnathon Coltrane 

Izm in the back, 

Digging through the wax, 

Doing his thing 

God forsake me 

God forsake what we do in the hood 

God forsake me 

God forsake what we do in the hood 

God forsake me 

God forsake what we do in the hood 

God forsake me 

Big Macka is up to no good 

~hook: 

Well I've been slaving for 5 days, 

And finally the weekend's arrived 

The walls and roof is on fire, 

Now that's what I call Saturday night 

~hook~ x2 

~eso ending x 2: 

Put the pedal to the metal, 

I'm on another level, 

You cannot bring me down 

I never settle with the devil, 

I'm a renegade rebel, 

You got to feel me now