Lyrics Intro (Liquor Soaked Sentiments) - Jehst

Intro (Liquor Soaked Sentiments)

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 fits 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 its 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!