Текст песни Jehst - Intro (Liquor Soaked Semtiments)
Jehst - Intro (Liquor Soaked Semtiments) слова песни
[Jehst]I spit Liquor Soaked Sentimentslost in a scotch mist, tell `em "don`t watch this"liver turned toxic, still I burn `what`s it,`attracted to opposites, me and mans tight like Asterix and Obelixoperatists, livin` in the shadow lands, and I make grammar like Jangrow-vanwe break bread and make moves for the Queen`s headwith a king cobra strength, dedicated to goin` the lengthman in motion, flowing through pens, I write rhymes with the potenthybrid, my biro`s the brother I confide infindin` time to redesign his blueprintIts only true crew that I move withso if the shoe fits wear it, we grin and bear itas mad crowds begin to spaz-out we begin to tear itstep it up like a stair-lift, shift in to top-gearready for a long year, more short stories, told in a matter of minutesit`s just the way that I had to begin it, I bring spirits of the scripturefinish off an incomplete image `til I build up the bigger pictureI ride widescreen DVD clean with extra scenesno opponent will ever get the best of meI`m like the moment of ecstasy, the `ear-gasm`phenomenon no man can fathom, the phantasm, withhell-fire for the grand-dragon, draggin` `tag-alongs`longin` for a ride on my band-wagontreatin` rap like its blackjack or backgammon, its not a game and you lack talentyou`re like a cat candid crack addict with a smack habithypnotised by my black magicMesmerized as it all adds up in a mathematical mannerbuild bars out of bad grammarThe sandman, I move minds in the moonlight; moonshinesippin` shaped dreams out of moonbeam, project new nightmares against blue screensThe illusion of everyday routine moves me to meditateI paint `dream-scapes`I spend late nights, ridin` to beat tapes these days;doin` this for DJs and unemployed B-Boys, who enjoy permanent tea breaksTeens doin` their GCSE re-takes, in an attempt to improve on their current situationsDegree students doin` their dissertations, brays and braids I owe dedicationsFriends raisin` their babies, I raise up my Bailey`s to toast youI know the various emotions and moments of madness youdo through believe meI 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.. ).. withoutfurther ado.. (extended playas.. ).. welcome to theLP.. (.. Terra Firma!).. Fallin` Down.. `bout to take you backto the High-plains once more (all my Huddersfieldpeople.. One Love) Jehst!