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Title:
Intro (Liquor Soaked Sentiments) Artist: Jehst Label: Low Life Copyright: High Plains Music Year: 2003 Release: Falling Down |
Last Modified:
22nd December 2003 Transcribed by: W. Shields Contact: qed@ukhh.com Artist Discography |
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I spit liquor soaked sentiments Lost in a scotch mist Tell 'em don t watch this Liver turned toxic Still I burn whatsit Attracted to opposites Me and mine s tight like Asterix and Obelix Operatives living in the shadowlands Animate grammar like Django Van We break bread and make moves for the Queen s Heads With a King Cobras strength Dedicated to going the length Mad emotion flowing through pens I write rhymes with the potent hybrid My biro s the brother I confide in Finding time to redesign this blueprint It s only true crew that I move with So if the shoe fits wear it We grin and bear it As mad crowds spaz out we begin to tear it Step it up like a stairlift Shifting to top gear Ready for a long year More short stories Told in a matter of minutes It s just the way that I had to begin it I bring spirit to the scripture Finish of an incomplete image til I build up the bigger picture I write widescreen DVD clean with extra scenes And no opponent will ever get the best of me I m like a moment of ecstasy The eargasm Phenomenon no man can fathom The phantasm With hellfire for the Grand Dragon Draggin tagalongs longing for a ride on my bandwagon Treatin rap like it s Blackjack or Backgammon It s not a game and you lack talent You re like a cack-handed crack addict with a smack habit Hypnotised by my black magic Mesmerised as it all adds up in a mathematical manner I build bars out of bad grammar The sandman I move minds in the moonlight Moonshine sippin shape dreams out of moonbeams Project new nightmares against blue screens The illusion of everyday routines moves me to meditate I paint dreamscapes I spend late nights writing to beat tapes these days Doin this for DJ s And unemployed B-Boys who enjoy permanent tea breaks Teens doin their GCSE re-takes In an attempt to improve on their current situations Degree students doin their dissertations Brazen brays I owe dedications Friends raising their babies I raise up my Baileys to toast you I know the various emotions and moments of madness you go through Believe me I bleed on the vinyl and CD
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