Track 1 from Jehst’s [The] Dragon Of An Ordinary Family which I’ve just clocked was put out 6 years after Nuke Proof Suit!! Even the BBC wants a piece of this…
INTRO:
VERSE 1:
- God bless our corrupted minds
- For trying to fuck with rhymes
- We probably should've stuck with crimes
- Crowds are hating on me
- Fans are rating on me
- ...
- Stumbling around like a waking zombie
- Dragging myself out of the grave
- To show these young-bloods how to behave
- The cycle's counting the days
- Every LP is a resurrection
- Stagnating
- Waiting for fresh direction
- In the east of the city
- Peep the situation
- We've got dreams
- But no means of facilitation
- A grand vision of autonomy
- The reason why a drug dealer exploits the black-market economy
- And everybody want an 'MTV crib'
- Trying to figure where the WMDs hit
- You gots to chill
- Like you PMDed it
- Wifey wiling out on some PMT-shit
- The rent's late
- I see a few of these dudes as dead weight
- A leader in need of headspace
- I blaze the Peng-grade
- The pen stays poised
- My ink-flow's poisoned to keep me employed
- I'm eating off sixteen bars
- Used to be nine
- Double-jointed
- Blazing two zoots at a time
- Losing my mind
- Finding my feet
- Explaining to bre'ers:
- I've got to get paid to rhyme on the beat
- I'm trying to eat
- Love don't pay the bills
- They say: "Jehst got crazy skills!"
- But the stress is going to make me ill!
- I've been badly advised
- So I trust no one
- Except my family-ties
- I've head it with lies and Geminis
- It's all over, man
- Snakes in the grass
- I'm the lawn-mower man
- The green-fingered
- Black-hearted
- Corporate whore
- There's no such thing as a rap artist
- It's all bullshit
- White boys blacking up
- Modern Al Johnson
- B-Boys cracking up like:
- "This can't be my beautiful culture!"
- Chasing the mirage of food for the vulture
- That's circling over
- You'll never escape your fate
- And it's all ready instate
- It's got schoolboys peddling weight
- Pop-pop leave you dead in your gates
- It's the same throughout many estates
- The melody makes the pain numb
- Soldiers back from Iraq selling firearms fresh of the plane bun
- It's plain dumb
- How an Iraqi and a kid from Hackney can be killed by the same gun
- So when you put my tape into your deck
- Think about Columbine and Virginia Tech
- Martial law is still in effect
- A society, pushed to the brink
- To the limit
- The edge!
- Who's held accountable for civilian deaths?
- Everytime a politician want to big-up his chest
- It's all economics
- The arms-trade generates dollars
- And dictators don't educate scholars
- It's trick-knowledge
- We no longer celebrate honour
- When men are dying, we stay quiet
- And pray we don't face the same horror
- At the hands of their descendants
- Thinking it's the price of our independence
- All eyes on the future
- While soldiers in Fallujah
- Control by remote-viewer
- OK Computer?
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