Jehst Feat Klashnekoff & Lewis Parker (Give it Here)

http://underground-hiphop.co.uk/free-downloads/ LYRICS While most mans speak I meditate up in the mountain peaks of Mozambique Where I choose to count sheep Unil 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 messanger To many of you black males manouvre like scavanger Jankrows and jeekles 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 your 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 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 Its all musical actors Gettin in through back doors Playin caricatures of themselves 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 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 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 Eat