High Plains Anthem Lyrics

High Plains Anthem by Jehst

• I walked in a saloon at high noon, the moonshine sipper
• Spit a new rhyme till it's asta la vista
• The king balloon twister, smash your transistor
• It's the High Plains Drifter, that had to resist the
• Sickness of the city life, I sat by the river
• A packet of Rizzler and a flask full of liquor
• Made the locals ask: "who's the masked figure?"
• Fill a page with the pain it seems you can't picture
• The last heavy hitter, so many consider me
• To be very bitter, switching up my delivery
• Stitching up my injuries, and flipping imagery
• Mixing toxins till I'm lost in the synergy
• Drown in my misery, a man of mystery
• I stand in the blistering heat as the epitome
• Of the anti-hero, tipping my Stetson
• Space cowboy, I drink whiskey with George Jetson
• Two thousand and one, the space western
• Quick on the draw, bring a war to your section
• Blood Sport veteran, contraband cargo
• The known desperado rolled into ?

• I ride with lost peasants, hot stepping across deserts
• Letting the dust settle for sheep who watch shepherds
• Yeah I rock sessions, with unorthodox methods
• The messenger, ready for death when God beckons
• On frontlines worldwide kids have got weapons
• And grey skies hide sunshine from the heavens
• I'm threatened, by the seven sins of my species
• I don't need TV, I read tea leaves
• Smoke the peace pipe, in the chief's tepee
• I speak freely, the 3D graffiti writer
• Is kinda like the new easy rider
• More bad apples in the cruel and cheap cidar
• I breath fire, the propane flamethrower
• Man the fort for this hostile takeover
• I play poker-faced, hold a ace
• Tucked up my sleeve, leave your mouth with a sour taste
• That's just how I play the game nowadays
• Apologies to the crowd, I'm a hour late

• Battling me? That'd be an embarrassing mistake
• Like promoters who don't get the "H" in the right place
• My mic stays in close range, I travel the low plains
• But drift on a high like cocaine
• Exchange words with the man with no name
• Inspectors, throwing up letters on the ghost train
• I rotate, like old brakes on chrome plates
• Hunched up, punching keys till my bones ache
• I blow fakes outta the water, chucking harpoons
• You can't move, running on the spot like a cartoon
• Leaving a trail of destruction when I pass through
• The drunk fool, fighting off demons with a barstool
• Screaming "Ja Rule", my instincts are carnal
• The dirty rascal, or the king of the castle?
• I'm partial to both titles, the soldier's quote in the Bible
• Holding my rifles to false idols
• I love the crackle on the old vinyl, I rock break loops
• And make moves from my HQ
• I stay true to the ancient ways
• The herbalist curb-surfer riding paper waves

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