Jehst - Intro (Liquor Soaked Sentiments) lyrics
[Jehst - Intro Liquor Soaked Sentiments lyrics]
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 livin' in the shadow lands
Animate grammar like Django Van
We break bread and make moves
For the Queen's Heads
With a King Cobras strength
Dedicated to goin' 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 his blueprint
Its only true crew that I move with
So if the shoe fit's wear it
We grin and bear it
As mad crowds begin to spaz-out
We begin to tear it
Step it up like a stair-lift
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 off 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 the 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 band-wagon 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' shaped dreams
Out of moonbeams
Project new nightmares against blue screens
The illusion of everyday routine
Moves me to meditate i paint dreamscapes
I spend late nights writing to
Beat tapes these days doin' this for DJs
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 raisin' their babies
I raise up my Bailey's to toast you
I know the various emotions and moments
Of madness you go through believe me
I bleed on the vinyl and CD my Dad
(ha ha yeah) 'RZA razor', 'RZA razor' sharp
My Mum (love you Mum, yo) Yo
My sisters (Livy lucy shout-outs to Abby)
My brothers from other mothers
(Maggy! fara! ash! dJ Ideal) my YNR Fam
(Cee Why) the Low-Life Fam (Asaviour)
CON Fam, Cloud-steppers
(Evil Ed braintax mr parker)
You know who you are (Jango, Apollo)
It's dedicated to you
(gorgeous george) without
Further ado (extended playas) welcome to the
LP (terra Firma) fallin' Down 'bout to take you back
To the High-plains once more
(all my Huddersfield people one Love) Jehst!
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 livin' in the shadow lands
Animate grammar like Django Van
We break bread and make moves
For the Queen's Heads
With a King Cobras strength
Dedicated to goin' 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 his blueprint
Its only true crew that I move with
So if the shoe fit's wear it
We grin and bear it
As mad crowds begin to spaz-out
We begin to tear it
Step it up like a stair-lift
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 off 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 the 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 band-wagon 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' shaped dreams
Out of moonbeams
Project new nightmares against blue screens
The illusion of everyday routine
Moves me to meditate i paint dreamscapes
I spend late nights writing to
Beat tapes these days doin' this for DJs
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 raisin' their babies
I raise up my Bailey's to toast you
I know the various emotions and moments
Of madness you go through believe me
I bleed on the vinyl and CD my Dad
(ha ha yeah) 'RZA razor', 'RZA razor' sharp
My Mum (love you Mum, yo) Yo
My sisters (Livy lucy shout-outs to Abby)
My brothers from other mothers
(Maggy! fara! ash! dJ Ideal) my YNR Fam
(Cee Why) the Low-Life Fam (Asaviour)
CON Fam, Cloud-steppers
(Evil Ed braintax mr parker)
You know who you are (Jango, Apollo)
It's dedicated to you
(gorgeous george) without
Further ado (extended playas) welcome to the
LP (terra Firma) fallin' Down 'bout to take you back
To the High-plains once more
(all my Huddersfield people one Love) Jehst!