Jehst – Give It Here Lyrics
Lyrics
Klashnekoff
- While most mans speak
- I meditate up in the mountain peaks of Mozambique
- Where I choose to count sheep until I rose from my sleep
- An incomplete stranger creation of my mothers nature
- She didn't cater, but fuck it I don't cater
- I'm driven by the danger
- You're just a digi passenger
- Who sends death threats while I massacre your messenger
- Too many of you black males manouvre like scavanger
- Jankrows and jackals tryin' to assassinate my character
- The snakes and ladders that deceive
- Try to lead me to believe in nothing
- I'm surfing on the surface of suffering
- Slowly suffocating, hearts caved in and gave in
- Seeking refuge and salvation but there's no safe haven
- From this wickedness but still won't forget that criss tings still exist
- Like looking through my son and seeing the reflection and vividness
- His likeless of my father, reminding mums of me
- While my circle circulate and elevate
- That's elementary my dear Watson
- My dear father you're far from gone and further away from being forgotten
- I've not forgotten that foundations start at rock bottom
- Where breddahs hearts are dark and rotten
- Like what?
- Like Dot Cottons gums
- Come in your drum, lock, stock and two smokin' guns
Lewis Parker
- I cross lines society, boundaries I break down
- Analyse your status, the conflicting factors shake down
- Find a new ground to work on
- Always live in the person
- LP drop another sky excursion
- Without wings I watch the world from a birds view
- Champion of light, sunshine styles can burn you
- It stays hot, I figure your plot like Dick Tracy
- Fakes makin' snake moves and getting paid of those flaky styles
- Safety in the wild, chase me miles
- But your feisty smiles is laughin at zilch
- Get exposed like Scottish mans in kilts
- Feel the wind blow, see you haven't got the info
- So your innuendo means nothing, nought
- See the frontin' keeps you caught
- Droppin science like chalk on blackboards
- It's all musical actors gettin' in through back doors
- Playin' caricatures of themself
- In the sky I'm spiritually stealth, illuminous like felt tips
- Mans world is selfish
- Get a hell wish on credit
- Hold it up with a classic cut like Brian Bennett
- Direct through your senate
- Get a break and make a gem with it
- Beats all day, you know my program
- Ill on the slow jam with dynamic styles like Oram
- Flickin ash in a coke can
- Thinkin 'bout the next move
- Hookin up the next groove, it's strictly science in the method
- Fuck around with ground rules and see those ties get severed
Jehst
- I'll be doin this until I m ragged and aged with varacous veins
- Live long and prosper while amateurs fade
- With Klingon ways we bring on brays
- Who ask the lord to forgive them for their sins on stage
- Or stay home puttin ink on page, after page (after page)
- There's no end to the masquerade
- You bend the bars of the cage but you can't escape
- Your brain trapped in the part you were cast to play
- The same plot, the same genre
- The same drama, the same blood stained paper you chase after
- I play the game like a snake charmer
- I aim to train harder
- I eat hearty but stay marga
- More rowdy than squaddies on the lager
- But you'll probably scarper from bobbies in body armour
- And if you're smart you'll tuck in your chain
- Cos nothin' has changed, you could get mugged on this rugged terrain
- I'm runnin' the plains barefoot hunting some game
- J-Star the Drifter, we're one and the same
- Smokescreens burn up they can't cover the flame
- I stay first class top of the range
- Even if the topic is strange I spit a philosophical phrase
- At your mockery of Hip Hop and comical ways
- And when you feel my phenomenal rage
- You'll be suffering abdominal pains
- Lost in this impossible maze