M-Phazes - Flying Through The City lyrics

[Eso:] All engines go yo, I'm ready for blast off* We've been in the building, They're looking for car spots I got the pedal to the metal in a monster truck A full tank and a constant rush [Bliss:] I just jump to the front like a track at Daytona With a super fat 28 pack of crayolas I colour the canvas, I'm the tycoon of my tunes I fly through like a typhoon at high noon [Eso:] I'm a runaway slave on a runaway train Trying to turn pain to a summer day rave Motherf**ers make way cause I spit like a shotgun I'm here to stay like b**h I got top bunk [Bliss:] From the boy who dared to dream to be bigger The supersonic sunset sight scenery flipper The stereo slideshow, blaze a bag of good crop Here we go, my folk wave the flag of Woodstock [Eso:] The visual is epic, my lyrics are a head-trip And trust when I bust I got the minerals to bless it They're all sheep to my cattle dog rhyming Cause my fleet's more street then the Paddle pop lion [Hook:] It's alright in the city, people look nice, kind of pretty Even though it's a little dirty, it's alright in the city If you know where to go If you know where to go [Eso:] Boombox on blast, blazed in a kombi I walk what I talk and it's shaking the concrete Chase my jet stream, I'm going into the heavens A great escape where I live as a legend [Bliss:] So press play and set it to soothe The styles us, making waves when we get in the groove They hear us broadcast from a beautiful bungalow Our rumble grows like the hooves of the buffalo So go, go Johnny go go go Go Johnny go So BnE, the black sheep have you any wool Yes sir, Yes sir, 3 lads full And I roll with dope rhymes and a lot of kin Hitting summertime coastline metropolitans Flying through the lights in the centre of the civic 1 life, bet I'm going to live it, going to bend her to the limit [Hook:] It's alright in the city, people look nice, kind of pretty Even though it's a little dirty, it's alright in the city If you know where to go If you know where to go [Eso:] I'm a mad monkey having lunch with stray cats On a grand brumby with the luck of saint pat In my damn undies with a blunt and 8-track Mad hungry like I'm Nudge from Hey Dad I'm on a level that you'll never be mate You'd need to finish every game that's ever been made So get ready for my Syd City committee Moose dog Macka, sh**ty bo bitty [Bliss:] In my hang glider, got my eye socket in my Spy Optics I been hot, slingshot in my sky rocket Fly in my flock, air platoon Pop the pop 1 hit wonder hot air balloons Drop the top in the summer, got to blare the tunes I'm a skinny white boy, give papa bear some room sh** we rock no matter the weather The bold BnE is back, Bigger, Badder, Better and we're [Hook:] It's alright in the city, people look nice, kind of pretty Even though it's a little dirty, it's alright in the city If you know where to go If you know where to go [End Vocal:] Love on the street in the city, Summertime's mean in the city Baby it's great in the city, just a little bit of hate, what a pity