Eye Of The Storm

You 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 remedy 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 that lucky streak Without no 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 that timeless feeling That I get on stage It's those government bills That I'll never pay It's that fun I have Free-styling with my mates My little getaway That only music can create --- Eye of the Storm - Bliss N Eso