Eye Of The Storm Lyrics

Song	Eye Of The Storm
Artist	Bliss N Eso
Album	Triple J: Hottest 100, Volume 16
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	Yeah, check it out
	See this is how shit goes right here
	See time stops still in the eye of the storm
	The foundation of my home where my rhyming was born
	It’s a rhythmic reality, a remindy through riddles
	Where love's a hurricane and you meet me in the middle
	It's the good the bad. The house I furnish
	The crystal clear sea. The sound I worship
	The rush of the city, the calm of the outback
	The film called life where my heart is the soundtrack
	It's the lucky streak, without the warning
	It's the memory of cartoons on Saturday morning
	It's that classic culture that connects the country
	Through raw energy that reflects we're hungry
	It's the timeless feeling that I get on stage
	It's those government bills that I’ll never pay
	It's that fun I have, freestyling with my mates
	My little getaway that only music can create, come on
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	See time stops still in the eye of the storm
	The foundations on my home where my rhyming was born
	It’s a rhythmic reality, a remindy through riddles
	Where love's a hurricane and they meet me in the middle
	It's the exotic breeze at the festival night show
	It’s the hot sweaty air with that twist of that hydro
	It’s the power of my passion. The picture my pen paints
	Caressing the canvas to put up my click in the Zen state
	It's that zone with my thought, the peace when it’s starlit
	That blazing fire place bare feet on the carpet
	Or sitting on the porch where this one sways freely
	And write through the night until the sun rays greet me
	It’s the past love still cooking inside
	It’s that warm fuzzy feeling when I look in her eyes
	Pouring out my heart and soul when I’m flipping the gems
	It’s like catching my dreams lost in Pulp Fiction again its like
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm,
	Mm, mm
	I'll tell you what get me by and gets me high
	Yeah
	It’s watching flicks with my chick making love on the sofa
	It’s the bread that I can afford to chuck in the toaster
	It's the real hip hop, that nothing comes close tah
	It's finally getting Bliss to puff on the Dohja
	On more than one occasion we're sure to come a blaze one
	When its heavy, hit the hay at home. My horizontal haven
	It's that echo through eternity that still hits live
	Its life, a beautiful journey on a Bill Hicks ride
	It's the chemistry, the brightest light, the 8th wonder
	The recipe of dynamite and Blade Runner
	It’s the truth that justifies this
	The father I have and the mother I miss
	It's the love through my pencil when I feel the beat
	And 40 000 going metal on St Kilda beach
	Its 3 kids in club down the ally that were sounding ill
	To march on through the valley of a thousand hills
	Mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm

	Yeah, check it out
	See this is how shit goes right here
	See time stops still in the eye of the storm
	The foundation of my home where my rhyming was born
	It' s a rhythmic reality, a remindy through riddles
	Where love' s a hurricane and you meet me in the middle
	It' s the good the bad. The house I furnish
	The crystal clear sea. The sound I worship
	The rush of the city, the calm of the outback
	The film called life where my heart is the soundtrack
	It' s the lucky streak, without the warning
	It' s the memory of cartoons on Saturday morning
	It' s that classic culture that connects the country
	Through raw energy that reflects we' re hungry
	It' s the timeless feeling that I get on stage
	It' s those government bills that I' ll never pay
	It' s that fun I have, freestyling with my mates
	My little getaway that only music can create, come on
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	See time stops still in the eye of the storm
	The foundations on my home where my rhyming was born
	It' s a rhythmic reality, a remindy through riddles
	Where love' s a hurricane and they meet me in the middle
	It' s the exotic breeze at the festival night show
	It' s the hot sweaty air with that twist of that hydro
	It' s the power of my passion. The picture my pen paints
	Caressing the canvas to put up my click in the Zen state
	It' s that zone with my thought, the peace when it' s starlit
	That blazing fire place bare feet on the carpet
	Or sitting on the porch where this one sways freely
	And write through the night until the sun rays greet me
	It' s the past love still cooking inside
	It' s that warm fuzzy feeling when I look in her eyes
	Pouring out my heart and soul when I' m flipping the gems
	It' s like catching my dreams lost in Pulp Fiction again its like
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm,
	Mm, mm
	I' ll tell you what get me by and gets me high
	Yeah
	It' s watching flicks with my chick making love on the sofa
	It' s the bread that I can afford to chuck in the toaster
	It' s the real hip hop, that nothing comes close tah
	It' s finally getting Bliss to puff on the Dohja
	On more than one occasion we' re sure to come a blaze one
	When its heavy, hit the hay at home. My horizontal haven
	It' s that echo through eternity that still hits live
	Its life, a beautiful journey on a Bill Hicks ride
	It' s the chemistry, the brightest light, the 8th wonder
	The recipe of dynamite and Blade Runner
	It' s the truth that justifies this
	The father I have and the mother I miss
	It' s the love through my pencil when I feel the beat
	And 40 000 going metal on St Kilda beach
	Its 3 kids in club down the ally that were sounding ill
	To march on through the valley of a thousand hills
	Mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm

	Yeah, check it out
	See this is how shit goes right here
	See time stops still in the eye of the storm
	The foundation of my home where my rhyming was born
	It' s a rhythmic reality, a remindy through riddles
	Where love' s a hurricane and you meet me in the middle
	It' s the good the bad. The house I furnish
	The crystal clear sea. The sound I worship
	The rush of the city, the calm of the outback
	The film called life where my heart is the soundtrack
	It' s the lucky streak, without the warning
	It' s the memory of cartoons on Saturday morning
	It' s that classic culture that connects the country
	Through raw energy that reflects we' re hungry
	It' s the timeless feeling that I get on stage
	It' s those government bills that I' ll never pay
	It' s that fun I have, freestyling with my mates
	My little getaway that only music can create, come on
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	See time stops still in the eye of the storm
	The foundations on my home where my rhyming was born
	It' s a rhythmic reality, a remindy through riddles
	Where love' s a hurricane and they meet me in the middle
	It' s the exotic breeze at the festival night show
	It' s the hot sweaty air with that twist of that hydro
	It' s the power of my passion. The picture my pen paints
	Caressing the canvas to put up my click in the Zen state
	It' s that zone with my thought, the peace when it' s starlit
	That blazing fire place bare feet on the carpet
	Or sitting on the porch where this one sways freely
	And write through the night until the sun rays greet me
	It' s the past love still cooking inside
	It' s that warm fuzzy feeling when I look in her eyes
	Pouring out my heart and soul when I' m flipping the gems
	It' s like catching my dreams lost in Pulp Fiction again its like
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm,
	Mm, mm
	I' ll tell you what get me by and gets me high
	Yeah
	It' s watching flicks with my chick making love on the sofa
	It' s the bread that I can afford to chuck in the toaster
	It' s the real hip hop, that nothing comes close tah
	It' s finally getting Bliss to puff on the Dohja
	On more than one occasion we' re sure to come a blaze one
	When its heavy, hit the hay at home. My horizontal haven
	It' s that echo through eternity that still hits live
	Its life, a beautiful journey on a Bill Hicks ride
	It' s the chemistry, the brightest light, the 8th wonder
	The recipe of dynamite and Blade Runner
	It' s the truth that justifies this
	The father I have and the mother I miss
	It' s the love through my pencil when I feel the beat
	And 40 000 going metal on St Kilda beach
	Its 3 kids in club down the ally that were sounding ill
	To march on through the valley of a thousand hills
	Mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm
	Mm, mm
	Gotta say mm

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