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Plague: "Intoxicated by Self"

1/30/2014

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Artist(s):  Jeremiah Dirt 
Song:  Intoxicated by Self 
Word Count: 378
Producer: Fingaz
Recorded: Set Free sound 
Album: Plague (Rescue rec. 1999) 
Dirts favorite Line(s): ‘do not cut the stem from the flower’ (or it dies), ‘gangstas grab your guns, real heads grab wisdom’

Lyrics & Memories: Intoxicated by Self

Man! When Fingaz showed me this beat, I tripped out. I was immediately attracted to it. It was real unorthodox just like me. It was an ill beat but it didn’t make sense why. I thought that it was also a welcomed change from the downwardly moody direction that most of the music on the PLAGUE album seemed to have been taking.

So I snatched up the tape and skated home to start writing. The lyrical content is based around the chorus, which I thought up first. I personally liked the chorus, but I think alotta people thought it was too ‘deep’. It wasn’t anything that could be chanted on stage to get the people to ‘cut a rug’. It was a song that was seemingly hard to get across on stage. And because of that I think I only performed it a few times live.

The idea of the name is pretty self explanatory. When you are not obedient to God, you are ‘drunk’ with your own desires. Your disobedience brews an intoxicating feeling of being in ‘control’ of yourself. You start to feel as if you don’t need God and you can take the wheel yourself. You get all big headed and self centered. That all just reminded me of a drunk person.

There is the popular saying of ‘being drunk in the spirit’ used to explain someone who is deeply and intimately acting out in accordance to God moving in their life. I just thought the same could be said about a person who is not in accordance with God. They are not intoxicated in His spirit, but in the spirit of themselves. Intoxicated by self. This egocentrical concentration seems to always lead to very destructive consequences not only to others, but ourselves too.

This was one of the songs that were recorded in the Hollywood session and later remixed in San Diego.

INTOXICATED BY SELF 
 
THE  JOURNEY  HAS  BEGUN  FIRST  STEPS  OF  THE  REVOLUTION
INTOXICATE  LIKE  BOURBON
DO  NOT  CUT  THE  STEM  FROM  THE  FLOWER
SEEDS  TURN  SOUR
FACILITATE  LIKE  NINTH  HOUR  
WITH  SOUND WAVES  THAT  DESTROY  THE  TUNNELS  OF  PRISONS
I  RELEASE  VISIONS  OF  DEMONS
BEING  PURGED  FROM  HUMANS
THEY  TALKIN'  ONE  MAN  CLAN
I  TALK  UNIFICATION
NOURISHMENT  FROM  SELF  RIGHTEOUSNESS  BRINGS  A  GIANT  TO  THE  GROUND...........
GO  YE  FORTH  TO  ALL  CORNERS  OF  THE  EARTH
MOM  HOOKED  UP  FIRST  BUT  GOD  HOOKED   SECOND  BIRTH
WICKED  MEN-  YOU   TRANSCEND  YOUR  OWN  LEVEL
SITTING  AT  TABLES  AND  MAKING  DEALS  WITH  DEVILS
EVIL  SEMEN
IMPREGNATES  AND  TURNS  TO DEMONS
CHORUS
INTOXICATED  BY  SELF-  WHO'S  AT HOME
NOBODY- WE  LEFT  OUR  CHILDREN  ALONE
WE  BURNT  DOWN  OUR  HOUSES  WITH  EVIL  FLAME
SEEKING AFTER JEWELS OF  WHICH  WE  CAN'T  OBTAIN
-INTOXICATED BY SELF  WHO  LEAVES  THE  KNOWLEDGE  ON  THE  SHELF
AND SEEKS  WORLDLY  GAIN  AND  WORLDLY  WEALTH
WE  PILLAGE  OUR  TOWN  AND  RAPE  OUR WOMEN
N'  WHEN  WISE  MEN  RISE  AGAINST  WE  KILL  THEM

V.2
WE  TAKE  OUR  TUMBLES  
IN  THE  JUNGLE  WE  RUMBLE
IN  THE  GHETTO
SEEING  THE  SILHOUETTE  OF  THE  UNTRAINED
WE  NEED  POWER  AND  FUEL  LIKE  METHANE
A  DULL  AXE  REQUIRES  GREAT  STRENGTH
BE  SEEKING  WISDOM  AND  SHARPEN  THE  BLADE  (ECLES. 10:10)
BRINGING  FORTH  FELLOWSHIP  BUT  NO  ONE  OBEYED
BURN  THE  TIP  LIKE  BIDIS
START  THAT  HEART  PUMPING  LIKE  3  WEEK  OLD  FETUS
WORLD  THOUGHT  DISENAGRATION
MENTALLY  SPARK  FIRES-  AND  WATCH  'EM  SMOKE  FROM  CRANIUM
SHADOW  MOVE  LIKE  MARINE
SETTING  STANDARDS-  AND  STIMULATE  LIKE  CAFFEINE
OUR  ENEMIES  IN  THE  MIRROR
ATTACK  BACK  WITH  MEDITATION  AND  PRAYER

CHORUS
INTOXICATED  BY  SELF-WHO'S  AT  HOME
NOBODY  WE  LEFT  OUR  CHILDREN  ALONE
WE  BURNT  DOWN  OUR  HOUSES  WITH  EVIL  FLAME
SEEKING  AFTER  JEWELS  OF  WHICH  WE  CAN'T  OBTAIN
-INTOXICATED  BY  SELF-  I  SEEN  THEM  PEOPLE  BUILD  UPON  THEY  HATE-
STACK  IT  UP  LIKE  CRATE
A  NEW  SEED  IS  IN  THE  CHAMBER
THEY  FILLED  WITH  ANGER-  SINGING  SONGS
ENTICING  ME  TO  COME  ALONG

V.3
SELF  INTOXICATION
UNHOLY  GHOST  CAPPING  OFF  MAD  AMMUNITION
AND I-
CRY  THROUGH  MY  THIRD  EYE
MY  BODY'S  TREMBLIN'
THE  JUNGLE'S  BURNIN'  UP  SON
GANGSTA'S  GRAB  YA'  GUNS  REAL  HEADZ  GRAB  WISDOM 
E-NUFF  TALK  ABOUT  COMBAT-  COMBAT  THAT
OR  GET  DESTROYED  IN  THE  AFTERMATH
NO  MORE  FRUITS  OF  DECEPTION
NO  MORE  DREAMS  OF  GRANDEUR OR  MENTAL  DELLUSIONS
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