flowers in the pavementnflowers in the pavementnnthere's many roads but there's only one you'll takenyou never know when your gonna meet your fatenface to face eye to eyenwith the inner truthnso i spill my soul and swim in the boothnnyeh, im like a man with his thoughts on anlonely road. i stand and i fought now i,nonly know that these gun minds only want punch lines or gun mindsnif you dont kick well then your most likely unsigned, (when im lieing)nnow you can tell me if your rhyming is nlive.nand you dont wanna live of it without a nine to five.nso why you striventhe sound undergroundnjust bring it naturally,nlike my eyes looking under gowns.ni use to label it but now learn its evolvingni guess the tables have turned they're not just revolving.nlight it upnhear the cracklenbliss an' mudnthrough the evil its a drugnthat sits in bloodnyo this is love.nthat god only breaks the moldnlike that twist of budnreality only takes a strolenit can lift you upnmake you sore like that kitenyou can drift with us,ncut the cord with the knife.nswimming in oblivion,nabove such evil.nits amazing what we gotta go through to touch peoplenwhen i spit ears just prick upni sip beers and hick-upnand rocking the same jeans for six years and it sucksnnits like i mean i dress in junes and my weapons toonfuck thatngive me truth through these desablesnthe unforfilled talk of cash and powernwait, the wine they're sipping is nothing but sour grapes.nnthere's many roads but there's only one you'll takenyou never know when your gonna meet your fatenface to face eye to eyenwith the inner truthnwhat stuff do you put on when your in the boothnim super man im a killernim a smoked out pimpnim trailer trashnim a gangsta with a fucked up blimpnan old geazer with a story to tellni can hold a crowdnyo im boring as hell.nni can feel you can feel it we can feel it for sureni can feel the opportunity, knocking my doorni can feel you can feel it we can feel it for sureni can feel the opportunity, knocking my doornnimagination of an eights year oldni feel you by my sidenthere's flowers in the pavementnto filter out the crimenand im an egg missle bitchni build this house with rhymesni coloured in my wingsnand still drew out the linesnso dont take my love for grantednuntill you understand itnthe day dreamer, dog lovernwish, wonder banditni swear a day doesnt pass when i dont feel the pressureni got a thousand keys,nbut none reveal the treasurenjust a tital wave, an earthquakenand then the floodnshould have thought twice before you gave the pen to mudncause when you do,nreligions all calapsenand i free run through hellnwith matchsticks and no mapsnso go backnto your labaratoryncause a cunt like menwants to marry at 40 and carry a 40ndown the wedding isle with pridenand have a bong in privatenafter i marry my brideni'm happy as larry inside nbut with the wieght of these wavesnits hard to carry the tidenand all an honest man can donis ask for a calery riseni do live in this world and this cannot be rightnnso i mean when i see you, rolling through the citiesnsee ya pumping our tunes,nhopping on the sneaky greennall i want is to raise my kidsnup in the bushneverybody seem to be pulling to fuck itnill pushnnthere's many roads but there's only one you'll takenyou never know when your gonna meet your fatenface to face eye to eyenwith the inner truthnwhat stuff do you put on when your in the boothnim super man im a killernim a smoked out pimpnim trailer trashnim a gangsta with a fucked up blimpnan old geazer with a story to tellni can hold a crowdnyo im boring as hell.nnni can feel you can feel it we can feel it for sureni can feel the opportunity, knocking my doorni can feel you can feel it we can feel it for sureni can feel the opportunity, knocking my doornn(spoken)ncheck it outnits ridden pretty vagasn143 crewncoming straight out of prizzinkicking it,nhaving a few beers with bliss n esona few beersnbe sure to check out the new alburmnflowers in the pavementnnyes yesnthis is infamousn1200 techniquesnand you are listening to bliss n esatericsnflowers in the pavementnits dropping soonninfact if you listen to this shit nits probably dropped right nownso turn it up and rock with it.nn