Zion Bash

Yo! Well this is Smoky Dopey Arab

And the dynamic duo

The cutting committee

The lyrical mechanic bureau

And you know (what's that?)

That we serve the people nice

And we're good live

Like reversing evil twice and

I'm from a world where your cash

Couldn't buy an idea

So fk the po-po

We're gettin' high up in here

See, my rhyme is official

Time's not an issue

Sit back, click clack

Yo, my mind is a missile

Yeah, we're rude the manners

But we're cool with the grammar

So we got mothers feelin' this

To fkin' dudes in the slammer

Brewin' the bangers and

Our show is a spectacle

My damn crew is bananas

The flow is impeccable

We just roll up

Through the hills and the meadows

but yo, hold up,

This is bliss to the eso

so go nuts, let me hear your

belly bellow okay (okay!)

we don't flash cash on the neon lights

My name is mad max

bitch and we want rights

I got the bull by its horns

The beast by its tail

A brain off it's leash

That's deeper than yale

Shockwaves through your hood

When I properly drop this

Double barrel brainstorm

to bang in your cockpit

So how you feelin' bliss?

Man, I never been better

This veteran's clever at

Stringing every letter together

Bangin' like a set of Berettas

not a getter of cheddar

Instead I roll up to the bash

In the fkin' Nebuchadnezzar

Oh my god

Throw them up like krylons

And we gon' get it crackin'

Like a party at Zion, come on

We just roll up

Through the hills and the meadows

but yo, hold up

This is bliss to the eso

so go nuts, let me hear your

belly bellow okay (okay!)

Hey yo, I blow bricks back

That's what happens when i talk

smoked out, no doubt

8 staffies on a Porch

And I'm not a joke

I blaze up the broccoli

I rock the boat

I break the monotony

you need a pick up

Well, this'll make ya switch lanes quick

Like hittin' charlie when you're drunk

Just like Rick James, bitch

My nickname's bliss

But wait a second, buster

You don't know me my brother

You may address me as Governor

Well if you gutter, motherfucker

Then you know my name

I make it rain lit matchsticks

And snow cocaine

And I'm down for the cause

Like a dog for it's owner

While shit-talkers

lick spilt grog off my boner

Bitch, back the fuck up

And build your spaceship right

You dilly dally dummy

We just roll up

Through the hills and the meadows

but yo, hold up,

This is bliss to the eso

so go nuts, let me hear your

belly bellow okay (okay!)

We just roll up

Through the hills and the meadows

but yo, hold up,

This is bliss to the eso

so go nuts, let me hear your

belly bellow okay (okay!)

(gon' get it crackin' like a party at Zion...)