Bliss N Eso - Nowhere But Up

(Bliss) 
we aint from life in the gutter, so they dont feel our stuff 
what you like to be stubborn? what we aint real enough 
because we white from the suburbs and we write from a brother's 
raw and uncut emotion blazin' a mic in the cupboard 
you ... make me laugh with that ridiculous ... 
who brings it like nick-ity-split, as wicked as bliss? 
see these ballers see a white boy, star kiddin' n laugh 
but im like billy hoyle hustlin' sSdney for cash 
and you just talkin loud, you an imposter clown 
where'd you pick your style up? the ... lost and found 
gosh it sounds like you washed it down 
and sprinkled it with sugar just to get your little career off the ground 
they cant stand to watch it, next to us rock it 
you look like Randy Watson with Sexual Chocolate 
bet you would cop this perpetual hot ... 
now you MCs cant blow with this ... chop ... 
two hands on the mic straight bustin this ammo 
crossin the kings is like ... with Pando 
throwin rocks at our house wont crack the glass soldier 
we make one ... of a racket, so we smaking back boulders 
"hey yo bliss you heard what the message board said?" 
No but I will knock you out, put my nuts on your forehead 
take a pic and post it up when you nerds diss 3 lads  ... cuz what words, when you were served a bliss tea bag?

(Hook) 
they love me, hate me, need me, leave me, but i cant stay away 
i gave you pieces of my heart and you just threw them away 
so nows the time to tell them all that i just dont give a ... 
no matter what they throw at us we goin nowhere but up

(Eso) 
ok this is the moment of truth 
are you a tourist to the art or is your home in the booth? 
see this is my house, i rhyme for the cause 
bend spoons with my crew and cut diamonds with thoughts 
the hoon down hills in wheelbarrows for laughs 
im Robin Hood on this mic, splittin arrows in half 
and they know brick by brick i built this house 
cos only ... like this can chill me out 
but when i bust my frees i'm psychotic when i rock it 
when i'm on the streets i got narcotics in my pocket 
when i bomb the beat bro you cop it like a drop kick to the face 
from the kid in the ... gettin blazed 
its still B.E.I and you can trust me bro 
i still sail these seas in a rusty boat 
i'm still heat on this mic when i bust my flow 
i still chill with jane the biggest ... i know 
the slave that'll serve the king 
with a crew thats tight like virgin minge 
and in a dark world i use my rhymin as a light 
Bliss n Eso is back, i'm Bruce Almighty with this mic