LYRICS |
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 636 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "I’ve done it My Own Way Without You, I Got a Long Way Without You/ I’ve been Alone the Whole Time, don’t want Another Day without You" |
LYRICS
vs.1
“I Gotta Defeat this Heathen with Vehemence and Mean it
Not Just Think and Dream it! Get Off My Butt, Fight to Beat It!
Go Hard if I Gotta Die, I’ve Had it, Steamin n’ Heated!
Go at it Full Speed Even though My Fuel is Depleted
this Evil’s been Winning, I’m Losin, Beat but Not Yet Defeated
I’m Gaspin, Breathin Heavy, Sight Unsteady but Haven’t Retreated
Can Still Stand, Feet-Planted, Double Fists Swingin
to Beg n’ Plead, Cry n’ Bleed, Fightin a Legion of Demon
I've been Abandoned, Got Mad About it, 'till I Became a Bandit
I Hated God, n' Lied About it, 'til I Got Caught Red Handed
I Thought He Hated Me First, until He Showed Me the Reverse
I Couldn’t Stand it, I Cried Until My Head Ached n’ My Guts Hurt
Ashamed of Myself, I Wanted to Cut, Shoot or Hang Myself
Thought He Made the World to Gang up on Me, n’ I had to Bang it Myself
(Croaky Voice) I've been High without You, Gotten By without You
Now at the End of My Rope, I don't wanna Die without You
(chorus)
Lucinda Voz:
I've been High without You, Gotten By without You
Now at the End of My Rope, I don't wanna Die without You
I've Made Love Without You, Shoved and Doubted You
this World has Taken it's Toll, I don't wanna Go without You
I’ve Won without You, I’ve Lost Without You
in the High Tides n’ Low Tides, I’m in the Sea Tossed Without You
vs.2
Usin’ Methamphetamines, Excuses to Find a Better Means
My Memories are Penalties, -Detrimental Enemies
a Steady Stream of Vodka n’ Henney Help Me to Forget Things
I’m Unsteady, Seein Things, that Aint There, n’ Getting Bad Dreams
Attacked at Night, Woken Up, Choked Up, Frozen in Fright
Afraid to Sleep, Sleep Deprived, Dead Man Walking in Daylight
Couldn’t Face the Facts, Face the Past, Neva That! Pass the Jack
Smoke the Weed too, ‘till My Eyes Bleed Through the Pupil’s Black
I Backslid Heavily, Taking Every Getaway that was Ready
Afraid to Die Quick, Instead, Took Every Poison that was Deadly
and in Front of the People Claiming that I’m Heavensent
but Only Feeding off the Benefits of Other People’s Benevolence
I’ve done it My Own Way Without You, I Got a Long Way Without You
I’ve been Alone the Whole Time, don’t want Another Day without You
(chorus)
Lucinda Voz:
I’ve Raised Up Without You, I Fought the Power Without You
with Blood on My Hands, don’t want to Go the Final Hour without You
vs.3
I Smile n’ Hide the Pain Inside, but Cant Keep Up with Lies, they Disorient
Sleeping with Many Women Trying to Hide My Sin Under their Skin
I Used to Be Decent and Relatively Innocent
Now I’m Dr. Jekyll tryin to Hyde a Side thats Volatile and Hellbent
and Even as I’m Writing, Heart on My Sleeve, Spilling this
I’m Gettin Pissed, Rememberin the Feelings I was Dealing with
I Need an Exodus from Misery Mental, Spirit and Physically
I Need an Exorcist, Man!, these Demons are Tryin’ to Murder Me
I won’t Lie to You, I Drank Alone n’ then Cried, too
Held Razors to My Wrists, Hating Myself, Wanting to Die, too
don’t Know How I’ve Made it by, the Scars Remain n’ Testify
that there’s No More Need for My Blood, Christ was Crucified
this World is Dark Stuff, n' I Can't See without You
I've had Enough! (echo), Don't Let Me be without You
Lucinda Voz:
I'm Chokin, I'm Broken, On the DownStroke, it's Hopeless
BackBitten, I've BackSlidden to Where the End of the Rope is
I shouldnt have gone ahead without you
cuz even in my success I feel dead without you
“I Gotta Defeat this Heathen with Vehemence and Mean it
Not Just Think and Dream it! Get Off My Butt, Fight to Beat It!
Go Hard if I Gotta Die, I’ve Had it, Steamin n’ Heated!
Go at it Full Speed Even though My Fuel is Depleted
this Evil’s been Winning, I’m Losin, Beat but Not Yet Defeated
I’m Gaspin, Breathin Heavy, Sight Unsteady but Haven’t Retreated
Can Still Stand, Feet-Planted, Double Fists Swingin
to Beg n’ Plead, Cry n’ Bleed, Fightin a Legion of Demon
I've been Abandoned, Got Mad About it, 'till I Became a Bandit
I Hated God, n' Lied About it, 'til I Got Caught Red Handed
I Thought He Hated Me First, until He Showed Me the Reverse
I Couldn’t Stand it, I Cried Until My Head Ached n’ My Guts Hurt
Ashamed of Myself, I Wanted to Cut, Shoot or Hang Myself
Thought He Made the World to Gang up on Me, n’ I had to Bang it Myself
(Croaky Voice) I've been High without You, Gotten By without You
Now at the End of My Rope, I don't wanna Die without You
(chorus)
Lucinda Voz:
I've been High without You, Gotten By without You
Now at the End of My Rope, I don't wanna Die without You
I've Made Love Without You, Shoved and Doubted You
this World has Taken it's Toll, I don't wanna Go without You
I’ve Won without You, I’ve Lost Without You
in the High Tides n’ Low Tides, I’m in the Sea Tossed Without You
vs.2
Usin’ Methamphetamines, Excuses to Find a Better Means
My Memories are Penalties, -Detrimental Enemies
a Steady Stream of Vodka n’ Henney Help Me to Forget Things
I’m Unsteady, Seein Things, that Aint There, n’ Getting Bad Dreams
Attacked at Night, Woken Up, Choked Up, Frozen in Fright
Afraid to Sleep, Sleep Deprived, Dead Man Walking in Daylight
Couldn’t Face the Facts, Face the Past, Neva That! Pass the Jack
Smoke the Weed too, ‘till My Eyes Bleed Through the Pupil’s Black
I Backslid Heavily, Taking Every Getaway that was Ready
Afraid to Die Quick, Instead, Took Every Poison that was Deadly
and in Front of the People Claiming that I’m Heavensent
but Only Feeding off the Benefits of Other People’s Benevolence
I’ve done it My Own Way Without You, I Got a Long Way Without You
I’ve been Alone the Whole Time, don’t want Another Day without You
(chorus)
Lucinda Voz:
I’ve Raised Up Without You, I Fought the Power Without You
with Blood on My Hands, don’t want to Go the Final Hour without You
vs.3
I Smile n’ Hide the Pain Inside, but Cant Keep Up with Lies, they Disorient
Sleeping with Many Women Trying to Hide My Sin Under their Skin
I Used to Be Decent and Relatively Innocent
Now I’m Dr. Jekyll tryin to Hyde a Side thats Volatile and Hellbent
and Even as I’m Writing, Heart on My Sleeve, Spilling this
I’m Gettin Pissed, Rememberin the Feelings I was Dealing with
I Need an Exodus from Misery Mental, Spirit and Physically
I Need an Exorcist, Man!, these Demons are Tryin’ to Murder Me
I won’t Lie to You, I Drank Alone n’ then Cried, too
Held Razors to My Wrists, Hating Myself, Wanting to Die, too
don’t Know How I’ve Made it by, the Scars Remain n’ Testify
that there’s No More Need for My Blood, Christ was Crucified
this World is Dark Stuff, n' I Can't See without You
I've had Enough! (echo), Don't Let Me be without You
Lucinda Voz:
I'm Chokin, I'm Broken, On the DownStroke, it's Hopeless
BackBitten, I've BackSlidden to Where the End of the Rope is
I shouldnt have gone ahead without you
cuz even in my success I feel dead without you
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 231 Soundscape: DJ Kair, Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "God is the Only Way, but Not Chosen by EveryBody-dee/ You Can’t Beg for Your Life in the Cemetary-ee-ee" |
LYRICS
Roots- Live- Natty- Breathe!
Gun pon Cock, Selector, witha Nine Mil in the Sleeve
I'm tellin you, Watch Out How You Handle Your Beef on the Street
cuz Most Vandals’ll put a Nine Mil in the Teeth!
God is the Only Way, but Not Chosen by EveryBody-dee
You Can’t Beg for Your Life in the Cemetary-ee-ee
You’ve been Robbed from the Cradle, Cursed from the Prenatal
Trained from a Youth to do Whatever they Say So
Hooked and Addicted, Separated and Sifted
Shifted into Clicks, And - Ripped from Your Gifts
You’ve been Told that Your’re Worthless, Told that it’s Urgent
so they Got You Rushin Around, not Focused on What’s Pertinent
They Said “You gotta Buy it”, That “You gotta Have it”
Even Though You don’t Have Cash, Like they Expect Magic
- so they Gave You Credit, Got You Indebted
Got You Distressed, and Distracted from the Aesthetic
They Told You that All Paths Lead to God
Even though God Himself Said “there’s Only One Gate Inna Mi Yard”
But You didn’t Hear Cuz they Got You Afraid n Nervous
-and from this Circus Cometh the Weapons that Hurt Us
as they Demand that You Tell but Tell You Not to Ask
Like Wisdom Intelligence is a Thing of the Past
Keep You Locked! and I don’t Just Mean Physically
Cuz the Biggest Prison they’ve Built is to Jail You Mentally
Gun pon Cock, Selector, witha Nine Mil in the Sleeve
I'm tellin you, Watch Out How You Handle Your Beef on the Street
cuz Most Vandals’ll put a Nine Mil in the Teeth!
God is the Only Way, but Not Chosen by EveryBody-dee
You Can’t Beg for Your Life in the Cemetary-ee-ee
You’ve been Robbed from the Cradle, Cursed from the Prenatal
Trained from a Youth to do Whatever they Say So
Hooked and Addicted, Separated and Sifted
Shifted into Clicks, And - Ripped from Your Gifts
You’ve been Told that Your’re Worthless, Told that it’s Urgent
so they Got You Rushin Around, not Focused on What’s Pertinent
They Said “You gotta Buy it”, That “You gotta Have it”
Even Though You don’t Have Cash, Like they Expect Magic
- so they Gave You Credit, Got You Indebted
Got You Distressed, and Distracted from the Aesthetic
They Told You that All Paths Lead to God
Even though God Himself Said “there’s Only One Gate Inna Mi Yard”
But You didn’t Hear Cuz they Got You Afraid n Nervous
-and from this Circus Cometh the Weapons that Hurt Us
as they Demand that You Tell but Tell You Not to Ask
Like Wisdom Intelligence is a Thing of the Past
Keep You Locked! and I don’t Just Mean Physically
Cuz the Biggest Prison they’ve Built is to Jail You Mentally
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 493 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "and Every Ghetto Will Grow, Every Devil Will Know/ that Only when the Seeds are Watered by God Will the Plants Grow" |
LYRICS
it’s the all Style Masterin
Beatbreak Poundin a Rhythm so give them Feminine Heads an Aspirin
the Music is the Medicine
Once again I'm Blastin them
Eardrums with Rhythms Blisterin Nitroglycerin Lyrics to the Pit of them
the Music is the Medicine
Knowledge Wisdom and Understandin
I'm Broadcastin Against Devils Tresspassin
Grabbin them for their Backstabbings n' Givin them a Backhanding
the Music is the Medicine
Watch Out How You Walk Before the Guns Talk
n' Watch Out Babylon Cops, cuz in Riots we Throw Rocks
We Control Blocks, the Youth dem can't be Stopped
We Buildin’ Libraries over all Your Parking Lots
Put Some Sniper’s on the Rooftop, to Protect the Inkblots
heh..... yeah
And in them Hallways, We gonna Get Knowledge all Day
Don’t Believe in Keeping it Ourselves, We Giving it Away
Knowledge is Power, Just don’t Use it the Wrong Way
Ay yo, I’m Ol Skool and Ol Testament
My Vocals are NO Joke, I Make Sure they Get Compressed With Gems
Its Like Coal Imbedded Thick in the Bedrock to Diamonds
There’s No Loophole, I’m Sic with the Hiphop of My Pen
the Music is the Medicine (echo)...
and Every Ghetto Will Grow, Every Devil Will Know
that Only when the Seeds are Watered by God Will the Plants Grow
the Music is the Medicine (echo)...
n’ I don’t Care if You Let Every Word Pass Through Your Head
it's Still Been My Job from Day One to Wake Up the Dead
the Music is the Medicine (echo)...
I’m a Hot Magazine Spit through a Flak Jacket
a Tuff Gong Against Babylon, that’s the Rap Tactic
the Arsenal is the Friends I Keep, the Crew Always Backs it
Back to Back Attack, Hunt Together the Wolfpack
when we Rep on the Street, we Full Fledged and We Double Edged
Never Step Without Heat, we Fool Dead and Bubbleheads
Bring them Kids to the Light and Ignite the Fight in their Chest
Cardiac Sparked, Raised Fists, Annionted n’ Blessed
If You Feeling this Now, Say the Music is Medicine
“the Music is the Medicine!”
Or get a Head Severin from A Microphone Veteran
Soundboard Lord, the Soundclash Reverend
when I Speak, the Words Never Fall to the Ground
they get Carried by the Bass n’ Treble of Raps Sound
I’m Like the Prophet Samuel, Spit Prophecies thatsa Handful
Split Devils in Half when I Drop the Hammer to the Anvil
Destroy Towers of Babel, cuz that’s what Man Build
to get Closer to God Because that What Man Feel
I Put my Thoughts on Paper witha Writing Utensil
then Take My Poems and Praise God with my Throat and Tonsils
We Got No Time Here to Trust in Fear Yeah
say the Music is the Medicine
“the Music is the Medicine!”
Now Raise Up, Tell Them Snakes to Shut UP!
n’ Say, the Music is the Medicine!
“the Music is the Medicine”
Beatbreak Poundin a Rhythm so give them Feminine Heads an Aspirin
the Music is the Medicine
Once again I'm Blastin them
Eardrums with Rhythms Blisterin Nitroglycerin Lyrics to the Pit of them
the Music is the Medicine
Knowledge Wisdom and Understandin
I'm Broadcastin Against Devils Tresspassin
Grabbin them for their Backstabbings n' Givin them a Backhanding
the Music is the Medicine
Watch Out How You Walk Before the Guns Talk
n' Watch Out Babylon Cops, cuz in Riots we Throw Rocks
We Control Blocks, the Youth dem can't be Stopped
We Buildin’ Libraries over all Your Parking Lots
Put Some Sniper’s on the Rooftop, to Protect the Inkblots
heh..... yeah
And in them Hallways, We gonna Get Knowledge all Day
Don’t Believe in Keeping it Ourselves, We Giving it Away
Knowledge is Power, Just don’t Use it the Wrong Way
Ay yo, I’m Ol Skool and Ol Testament
My Vocals are NO Joke, I Make Sure they Get Compressed With Gems
Its Like Coal Imbedded Thick in the Bedrock to Diamonds
There’s No Loophole, I’m Sic with the Hiphop of My Pen
the Music is the Medicine (echo)...
and Every Ghetto Will Grow, Every Devil Will Know
that Only when the Seeds are Watered by God Will the Plants Grow
the Music is the Medicine (echo)...
n’ I don’t Care if You Let Every Word Pass Through Your Head
it's Still Been My Job from Day One to Wake Up the Dead
the Music is the Medicine (echo)...
I’m a Hot Magazine Spit through a Flak Jacket
a Tuff Gong Against Babylon, that’s the Rap Tactic
the Arsenal is the Friends I Keep, the Crew Always Backs it
Back to Back Attack, Hunt Together the Wolfpack
when we Rep on the Street, we Full Fledged and We Double Edged
Never Step Without Heat, we Fool Dead and Bubbleheads
Bring them Kids to the Light and Ignite the Fight in their Chest
Cardiac Sparked, Raised Fists, Annionted n’ Blessed
If You Feeling this Now, Say the Music is Medicine
“the Music is the Medicine!”
Or get a Head Severin from A Microphone Veteran
Soundboard Lord, the Soundclash Reverend
when I Speak, the Words Never Fall to the Ground
they get Carried by the Bass n’ Treble of Raps Sound
I’m Like the Prophet Samuel, Spit Prophecies thatsa Handful
Split Devils in Half when I Drop the Hammer to the Anvil
Destroy Towers of Babel, cuz that’s what Man Build
to get Closer to God Because that What Man Feel
I Put my Thoughts on Paper witha Writing Utensil
then Take My Poems and Praise God with my Throat and Tonsils
We Got No Time Here to Trust in Fear Yeah
say the Music is the Medicine
“the Music is the Medicine!”
Now Raise Up, Tell Them Snakes to Shut UP!
n’ Say, the Music is the Medicine!
“the Music is the Medicine”
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 365 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "J. Christ, Can You Show Me How to Love Like You/ Holyspirit, I Repent! I Can't do it Without You" |
LYRICS
vs.1
You send me Prayers and Well Wishes
They do Me well, But sometimes I Miss Your Lips Kisses
Think About how You wasn't My Girl Only,
You was My Homie, My Best Friend, and Now I'm Often Lonely
You Supported of My dreams and I Miss that >>>
but Everybody's Got a Breakin Point, n' I Pushed You to That
-When you Told Me "F--- You", in the Parking Lot
I Stayed there After You Left and Thought About it Alot
Contemplated My Life's Fate, Without You
and Hated Every Debate that didn't Include You
What is Love? God is Love
--And Every Good Gift Come from God Above
-chorus-
It’s You, I Love Loving You
You’re the Reason Why I Love Somebody
vs.2
I Claimed a Star for You and Tried to Bring it to Earth
it Burnt Us, but I Still Love You for What it's Worth
Get Jealous When I Think of Another Dude Holding You
Compare Every Girl I'm With to Only You
Should I lose My Blues With Someone New, or Wait Around for Us?
I Think About God's Patience, He Waits so Long for Us
J. Christ, Can You Show Me How to Love Like You
Holyspirit, I Repent! I Can't do it Without You
I've Abused em All, Took em all for Granted
I Used em all for My Own Gain, No Matter the Damage
What is Love? God is Love
-And Every Good Gift Come from God Above
-chorus-
Some Nights, I Couldn't Rest Thinkin About All the Heat
So I'd Just Watch You Sleep, Calmin Myself, to Your Heartbeat
-Dreamin About Angels and Cherubs,
But then Come the Nightmare of Devils Attackin the Love
Baby Blue Jerzee, Gangsta, set Reppin the West Dubs
He's 35 n' Still a Thug
You Said Your Ex Pushed a Sandwhich Up in Your Face
I'd Like to Make One With Knuckles n' see if He Likes the Taste
You Been Through a Lot and Now You Startin to Face it
Like A Gorilla Punchin it's Chest, Hell Yes! I Know You gonna Make it!
What is Love? God is Love
-And Every Good Gift Come from God Above
You send me Prayers and Well Wishes
They do Me well, But sometimes I Miss Your Lips Kisses
Think About how You wasn't My Girl Only,
You was My Homie, My Best Friend, and Now I'm Often Lonely
You Supported of My dreams and I Miss that >>>
but Everybody's Got a Breakin Point, n' I Pushed You to That
-When you Told Me "F--- You", in the Parking Lot
I Stayed there After You Left and Thought About it Alot
Contemplated My Life's Fate, Without You
and Hated Every Debate that didn't Include You
What is Love? God is Love
--And Every Good Gift Come from God Above
-chorus-
It’s You, I Love Loving You
You’re the Reason Why I Love Somebody
vs.2
I Claimed a Star for You and Tried to Bring it to Earth
it Burnt Us, but I Still Love You for What it's Worth
Get Jealous When I Think of Another Dude Holding You
Compare Every Girl I'm With to Only You
Should I lose My Blues With Someone New, or Wait Around for Us?
I Think About God's Patience, He Waits so Long for Us
J. Christ, Can You Show Me How to Love Like You
Holyspirit, I Repent! I Can't do it Without You
I've Abused em All, Took em all for Granted
I Used em all for My Own Gain, No Matter the Damage
What is Love? God is Love
-And Every Good Gift Come from God Above
-chorus-
Some Nights, I Couldn't Rest Thinkin About All the Heat
So I'd Just Watch You Sleep, Calmin Myself, to Your Heartbeat
-Dreamin About Angels and Cherubs,
But then Come the Nightmare of Devils Attackin the Love
Baby Blue Jerzee, Gangsta, set Reppin the West Dubs
He's 35 n' Still a Thug
You Said Your Ex Pushed a Sandwhich Up in Your Face
I'd Like to Make One With Knuckles n' see if He Likes the Taste
You Been Through a Lot and Now You Startin to Face it
Like A Gorilla Punchin it's Chest, Hell Yes! I Know You gonna Make it!
What is Love? God is Love
-And Every Good Gift Come from God Above
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 404 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "I Got a Glorious God, who Came and Saw to it/ that the Strong Plans of the Enemy, Through His Pain, He Sawed Through it" |
LYRICS
sub chorus
If I Had to Fight
I Would Fight for Truth n’ Rights
and if You Couldn’t Fight, I’d Try to Fight for You
Ay, 2 Men Enter 1 Man leaveth
it’s that Turn the Other Cheek that Make the Disciplined Look Weakest
but I'll Turn My Face and Even My Backside if I Have to
but One Day God’s Wrath will Still Come Through
Then We Can Examine the Matter of Who’s Hard n’ Soft
Like Catchin the Hot Potato when the Alarm Go Off
-What You Got in You
I Got War...and I Got Peace
Wish the War Would Cease but there’s Always Sumthin Worth Fightin for
However When it’s Over, Losers Can’t Handle it, Ready for More
-What You Got in You
I Feel Like a Violent Pacifist
Throw up the Peace Sign, but if the War Hit
it’s Like Gandhi Goes Ghetto - with 2 Clenched Fists
Like Battlin was Bred all Up in My in My Bones
When I’m Fed Up, it Feel Like Blows Gotta be Thrown
--Would Rather Extend Mercy
but Let No Man Hurt My Friends or My Family
-What You Got in You
I Gotta Lion and a Lamb
I Gotta Strong Arm of Power, with Nail Holes in it’s Hands
I Got a Glorious God, who Came and Saw to it
that the Strong Plans of the Enemy, Through His Pain, He Sawed Through it
Cut it in Half, with No Condemnation and No Wrath
Said “Follow the Light Path”, where Demons get Blasted Back
Halleluiah! Praise God! I got Power in My Words
so I don’t Even Gotta Touch those that Act Up Absurd
I Got the Book of the Ages, the Holyspirit Wrote the Pages
Copyrighted the Red Letters, so No One Could Upstage Him
(dancehall toast)
You Have Catholic, Buddha n’ Hindu Religion
Confused with Confucius, Rasta and Muslim
so Why You Wear Christ on Your Neck, but in Your Heart You Praise Allah
Said Which One-a You Religion
Cuz When Mi Was a Youth Mi Use to Fear Jehovah
Cuz I-Man Feel Dat He Come fi War Over
But Now Me Come a Man, Mi Get fi Understand
Said Jehovah is Life and Salvation
Jehovah is Right and Babylon-a Wrong
Jehovah, Jesus Christ Lift Up in the Song
That’s Why “Anything That I do, Has to Praise Jehovah”
Hear We Say “Anything That I do, Has to Praise Jehovah”
If I Had to Fight
I Would Fight for Truth n’ Rights
and if You Couldn’t Fight, I’d Try to Fight for You
Ay, 2 Men Enter 1 Man leaveth
it’s that Turn the Other Cheek that Make the Disciplined Look Weakest
but I'll Turn My Face and Even My Backside if I Have to
but One Day God’s Wrath will Still Come Through
Then We Can Examine the Matter of Who’s Hard n’ Soft
Like Catchin the Hot Potato when the Alarm Go Off
-What You Got in You
I Got War...and I Got Peace
Wish the War Would Cease but there’s Always Sumthin Worth Fightin for
However When it’s Over, Losers Can’t Handle it, Ready for More
-What You Got in You
I Feel Like a Violent Pacifist
Throw up the Peace Sign, but if the War Hit
it’s Like Gandhi Goes Ghetto - with 2 Clenched Fists
Like Battlin was Bred all Up in My in My Bones
When I’m Fed Up, it Feel Like Blows Gotta be Thrown
--Would Rather Extend Mercy
but Let No Man Hurt My Friends or My Family
-What You Got in You
I Gotta Lion and a Lamb
I Gotta Strong Arm of Power, with Nail Holes in it’s Hands
I Got a Glorious God, who Came and Saw to it
that the Strong Plans of the Enemy, Through His Pain, He Sawed Through it
Cut it in Half, with No Condemnation and No Wrath
Said “Follow the Light Path”, where Demons get Blasted Back
Halleluiah! Praise God! I got Power in My Words
so I don’t Even Gotta Touch those that Act Up Absurd
I Got the Book of the Ages, the Holyspirit Wrote the Pages
Copyrighted the Red Letters, so No One Could Upstage Him
(dancehall toast)
You Have Catholic, Buddha n’ Hindu Religion
Confused with Confucius, Rasta and Muslim
so Why You Wear Christ on Your Neck, but in Your Heart You Praise Allah
Said Which One-a You Religion
Cuz When Mi Was a Youth Mi Use to Fear Jehovah
Cuz I-Man Feel Dat He Come fi War Over
But Now Me Come a Man, Mi Get fi Understand
Said Jehovah is Life and Salvation
Jehovah is Right and Babylon-a Wrong
Jehovah, Jesus Christ Lift Up in the Song
That’s Why “Anything That I do, Has to Praise Jehovah”
Hear We Say “Anything That I do, Has to Praise Jehovah”
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 370 Soundscape: DJ Kair, Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "Vicious Verb Vandal, Deliciously Dismantle Satan is Expendable, Trampled in the Beat Samples" |
LYRICS
vs.1
in My Hemoglobin the Blood Cells are Steady Mobbin
with Rhymes, My Heads Throbbin,--- I'm Sick
…. (echo next through next line)
Hip Hop Will be the Death of Me, of this I’m Sure
Cuz there's No Cure but to Make Sure the Track is Pure
the Vaccine is Sent Up thru the Mic Cable
Tap the Needle for Air Bubbles, Make Sure the Dose is Stable
I’ll Smash an Emcee Down to Ashes
and Run Through His Black Sabbath with Gas and Matches
in Christ there's no Condemnation
Study Scripture, Meditate and, Outloud, Pray them
-chorus-
“Can’t Say mi Never Warn You
Can’t Say You Never Know”
vs.2
If I Was Clark Kent You're Clark Can't
Faster than Bullets, Made of Steel, Kill with Psalms and Chants
Eric B. and Rakim is My Descendants
get Migraines in My Head from the iPod Implant
Terabyte.... I Punch Parasites
this Aint Firecrack Rap, I hand Write this Dynamite
n' When I Fast I Eat Berries and Twigs
Bury Myself in Scripture, Where Snakes Can't Dig
n' Depend on Heaven for a Godsend
Waitin for Visions so Deep, its Hard to Comprehend
Like When I Saw Hiphop Submitted to Christ
but When I Awoke, it was Sirens, Guns and Knives
So I Cried for Thirty Days, Like "Take My Life"
then an Angel Came, Gave Me an Amp n' Said "Bless the Mic"
-chorus-
vs.3
I Leave Whole Bodies Smashed into the Concrete as I Bomb Streets
Bomb Your Show too! Blow Up Your Box Seats!
with More Ammo than John Rambo, Animal Mandibles
Throw Words Like Asteroids to Impact the Mantle
Vicious Verb Vandal, Deliciously Dismantle
Satan is Expendable, Trampled in the Beat Samples
the Holyspirit Makes Mysteries Understandable
John the Baptist, Original Locust, Wore Puma Sandals
-Some Say East Coast, Some Say West
the Rest Could Care less, they Know Hiphop’s in the Chest
Plus, Devils and Angels are Fightin for Your Afterlife
Like Bloods n' Crips, Isreal n' Caananites
-chorus-
You Say I’m a Fool for Fastin and I’m a Fool to Pray
but when the Rain Start Fallin, it’s too Late Bab-Bay
Before they Close that Door on the Ark, get Your Heart Sparked
in My Hemoglobin the Blood Cells are Steady Mobbin
with Rhymes, My Heads Throbbin,--- I'm Sick
…. (echo next through next line)
Hip Hop Will be the Death of Me, of this I’m Sure
Cuz there's No Cure but to Make Sure the Track is Pure
the Vaccine is Sent Up thru the Mic Cable
Tap the Needle for Air Bubbles, Make Sure the Dose is Stable
I’ll Smash an Emcee Down to Ashes
and Run Through His Black Sabbath with Gas and Matches
in Christ there's no Condemnation
Study Scripture, Meditate and, Outloud, Pray them
-chorus-
“Can’t Say mi Never Warn You
Can’t Say You Never Know”
vs.2
If I Was Clark Kent You're Clark Can't
Faster than Bullets, Made of Steel, Kill with Psalms and Chants
Eric B. and Rakim is My Descendants
get Migraines in My Head from the iPod Implant
Terabyte.... I Punch Parasites
this Aint Firecrack Rap, I hand Write this Dynamite
n' When I Fast I Eat Berries and Twigs
Bury Myself in Scripture, Where Snakes Can't Dig
n' Depend on Heaven for a Godsend
Waitin for Visions so Deep, its Hard to Comprehend
Like When I Saw Hiphop Submitted to Christ
but When I Awoke, it was Sirens, Guns and Knives
So I Cried for Thirty Days, Like "Take My Life"
then an Angel Came, Gave Me an Amp n' Said "Bless the Mic"
-chorus-
vs.3
I Leave Whole Bodies Smashed into the Concrete as I Bomb Streets
Bomb Your Show too! Blow Up Your Box Seats!
with More Ammo than John Rambo, Animal Mandibles
Throw Words Like Asteroids to Impact the Mantle
Vicious Verb Vandal, Deliciously Dismantle
Satan is Expendable, Trampled in the Beat Samples
the Holyspirit Makes Mysteries Understandable
John the Baptist, Original Locust, Wore Puma Sandals
-Some Say East Coast, Some Say West
the Rest Could Care less, they Know Hiphop’s in the Chest
Plus, Devils and Angels are Fightin for Your Afterlife
Like Bloods n' Crips, Isreal n' Caananites
-chorus-
You Say I’m a Fool for Fastin and I’m a Fool to Pray
but when the Rain Start Fallin, it’s too Late Bab-Bay
Before they Close that Door on the Ark, get Your Heart Sparked
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 485 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): Matthew 11:28-30 |
LYRICS
vs.1
Ay Yall, we Workin Hard in these Sweatshops ‘til the Sweat Drops
Payin the Cost for the Boss, but Still we Never Get Props
Just get Fired n’ Dropped, Layed Off into the Boycott’s
Our Muscles are Sore from Hard Labor, Tied Up in Knots
if You Listening to this at Work, Right Now at Your Desktop
I Wish You Could Stand Up, Raise Your Fist n’ Say “NO!” to the Boss
Flip Two Birds, Walk Out n’ Start Your Own Business
but we Kicked to the Curb, by the Rich who Run this
Yeah Mon! We Hurtin’ Down Here
it Seem Like We Constantly Grindin Our Gears
Seem Like it’s Constant Forward, no Pause, but Gettin’ No Where
Enraged in the Machine, Despaired at a Desk Chair
in the Warehouse, in the Field Breakin’ Our Back
for Minimum Wage - We can’t Even do Nothing with That!
-Scratches-
-chorus-
Sometimes I Feel Like Slavery was Never Abolished
but We don’t wana Lose Our Job, so we Keep Sayin “Yes Boss, Yes Boss, Yess Boss”
Man! We Just ‘Caught Up in the Hustle’
We Need Help from you, God, cuz We ‘Caught Up in the Hustle’
it aint About a Skin Color, cuz we all ‘Caught Up in the Hustle’
Brothers, Sisters, Fathers, Mothers, ‘Caught Up in the Hustle’
vs.2
when that Whip Crack, Big Up! No Time fi Relax
the More We Punch that Clock, the More they Take Out Tax
We Crammed Up in these Apartment Buildings
Top Ramen 25cent, n’ We Feedin it to our Children
Hopin its Nourishin’.... (Echo)
We Smile, but when they Go to Bed, we Cry cuz it’s Discouragin’
it’s the Struggle or the Hustle, where we Claw and Scratch
to a Time Clock, Yall, without Even a Pat on the Back
Can’t Pay Rent, Can’t Pay Bills, Money Already Spent
before it’s Made, and these Fools Answer with Credit Card Debt
Sometimes I Feel I Gotta Go Back to Robbin’ and Stealin’
I Know that Would Disgrace You God, but it’s Just how I’m Feelin
it’s Better to do Your Work with Joy, and God will See You
I Know You Tired, Fam, but the Holyspirit will See You Through
-Scratches-
outro chorus
they Say there’s No Rest for the Wicked, but What About the Righteous
it’s Like God Gave Us Wings -- but We Feel Flightless
Selfishness has Worked Us Mindless, this World is a Virus
Blindness Keeps Us from Seeing Souls as Priceless
in this Desert Dryness the Only Way to Keep Life is
Stay Focused on Christ, where the Light is, Big Up with Niceness
(scripture: Matthew 11:28-30)
Ay Yall, we Workin Hard in these Sweatshops ‘til the Sweat Drops
Payin the Cost for the Boss, but Still we Never Get Props
Just get Fired n’ Dropped, Layed Off into the Boycott’s
Our Muscles are Sore from Hard Labor, Tied Up in Knots
if You Listening to this at Work, Right Now at Your Desktop
I Wish You Could Stand Up, Raise Your Fist n’ Say “NO!” to the Boss
Flip Two Birds, Walk Out n’ Start Your Own Business
but we Kicked to the Curb, by the Rich who Run this
Yeah Mon! We Hurtin’ Down Here
it Seem Like We Constantly Grindin Our Gears
Seem Like it’s Constant Forward, no Pause, but Gettin’ No Where
Enraged in the Machine, Despaired at a Desk Chair
in the Warehouse, in the Field Breakin’ Our Back
for Minimum Wage - We can’t Even do Nothing with That!
-Scratches-
-chorus-
Sometimes I Feel Like Slavery was Never Abolished
but We don’t wana Lose Our Job, so we Keep Sayin “Yes Boss, Yes Boss, Yess Boss”
Man! We Just ‘Caught Up in the Hustle’
We Need Help from you, God, cuz We ‘Caught Up in the Hustle’
it aint About a Skin Color, cuz we all ‘Caught Up in the Hustle’
Brothers, Sisters, Fathers, Mothers, ‘Caught Up in the Hustle’
vs.2
when that Whip Crack, Big Up! No Time fi Relax
the More We Punch that Clock, the More they Take Out Tax
We Crammed Up in these Apartment Buildings
Top Ramen 25cent, n’ We Feedin it to our Children
Hopin its Nourishin’.... (Echo)
We Smile, but when they Go to Bed, we Cry cuz it’s Discouragin’
it’s the Struggle or the Hustle, where we Claw and Scratch
to a Time Clock, Yall, without Even a Pat on the Back
Can’t Pay Rent, Can’t Pay Bills, Money Already Spent
before it’s Made, and these Fools Answer with Credit Card Debt
Sometimes I Feel I Gotta Go Back to Robbin’ and Stealin’
I Know that Would Disgrace You God, but it’s Just how I’m Feelin
it’s Better to do Your Work with Joy, and God will See You
I Know You Tired, Fam, but the Holyspirit will See You Through
-Scratches-
outro chorus
they Say there’s No Rest for the Wicked, but What About the Righteous
it’s Like God Gave Us Wings -- but We Feel Flightless
Selfishness has Worked Us Mindless, this World is a Virus
Blindness Keeps Us from Seeing Souls as Priceless
in this Desert Dryness the Only Way to Keep Life is
Stay Focused on Christ, where the Light is, Big Up with Niceness
(scripture: Matthew 11:28-30)
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt, the M, Righteouz Knight Word count: 340 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "I'm Droppin' Skills from Nose Bleed Elevations/ You Can't Reach this Level on Your Playstation" |
LYRICS
(Dirt)
Ay Yo Watup Blood, Came to see How You Was doin
Its that Emcee that'll Leave Your Whole Rap Style in Ruin
they Call Me the Witch Doctor cuz of the Ish I be Brewing
I'm Like, I'm just doin the Same Thing I always been doin
and this one is dedicated to Rasta Rudy
all you shady cats watch how you do me
Never Comin alone even if you think So
just ask the last dude that thought so
my minds like bubblin hot with water n when the pot blow
it runs the street ghetto red hot with the overflow
my rhymes is super, cat. don dada
stick the mic in hot lava, still don't come hotta
(the M)
Lyrically I Paint Lucid Images
Renders Physically the Faint Useless and Limited
Spewing Verses so Sick
I Leave Suckas with Wounds to Lick
It be that Rough and Tough Chick
With an Afro Puff, Dig?
Go Run and tell Your Click
Time to Find a New Gig
And I, I don't Say this Lightly
Sick of all You Phony Carbon Copies Biting the 90's
Go 'head, Try n' Stop Me
I'm Droppin' Skills from Nose Bleed Elevations
You Can't Reach this Level on Your Playstation
(Dirt)
I've Made the Streets Live since 95
and Since then You Been Hungry and I Fed You
Fake Gangsta Rappers I Dead You
if I couldn't Embed You with Truth I Left You
Real Heads I was a Prophet, I Led You
-Times is Tuff, Keep Your Head Up n' Stay Away from the Handcuffs
Treat Each Other with Respect, One Life n' One Love
and Last, Know that the Weapons You Fashion for Yourself
Only Gonna Hurt You Before they Hurt Anyone else
My Mic is Armageddon's Weapon Against Half Steppin
Roots Riddim Razor Blade Flow, Uplift the Bredren
Downshift the Enemy, Passover the Bread's Unleavened
Oppressors Get Aggression from the Infa-Reddin
Bag-o-Wires get Mashed Up, Trashed Up by Holy Fire
I'm Big bout Yah, Pentecost, Big About Jah's Empire
(Righteous Knight)
???
Ay Yo Watup Blood, Came to see How You Was doin
Its that Emcee that'll Leave Your Whole Rap Style in Ruin
they Call Me the Witch Doctor cuz of the Ish I be Brewing
I'm Like, I'm just doin the Same Thing I always been doin
and this one is dedicated to Rasta Rudy
all you shady cats watch how you do me
Never Comin alone even if you think So
just ask the last dude that thought so
my minds like bubblin hot with water n when the pot blow
it runs the street ghetto red hot with the overflow
my rhymes is super, cat. don dada
stick the mic in hot lava, still don't come hotta
(the M)
Lyrically I Paint Lucid Images
Renders Physically the Faint Useless and Limited
Spewing Verses so Sick
I Leave Suckas with Wounds to Lick
It be that Rough and Tough Chick
With an Afro Puff, Dig?
Go Run and tell Your Click
Time to Find a New Gig
And I, I don't Say this Lightly
Sick of all You Phony Carbon Copies Biting the 90's
Go 'head, Try n' Stop Me
I'm Droppin' Skills from Nose Bleed Elevations
You Can't Reach this Level on Your Playstation
(Dirt)
I've Made the Streets Live since 95
and Since then You Been Hungry and I Fed You
Fake Gangsta Rappers I Dead You
if I couldn't Embed You with Truth I Left You
Real Heads I was a Prophet, I Led You
-Times is Tuff, Keep Your Head Up n' Stay Away from the Handcuffs
Treat Each Other with Respect, One Life n' One Love
and Last, Know that the Weapons You Fashion for Yourself
Only Gonna Hurt You Before they Hurt Anyone else
My Mic is Armageddon's Weapon Against Half Steppin
Roots Riddim Razor Blade Flow, Uplift the Bredren
Downshift the Enemy, Passover the Bread's Unleavened
Oppressors Get Aggression from the Infa-Reddin
Bag-o-Wires get Mashed Up, Trashed Up by Holy Fire
I'm Big bout Yah, Pentecost, Big About Jah's Empire
(Righteous Knight)
???
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 196 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "we Take Our Sin Thoughts n' Rearrange them/ Old Flesh Become Mannequin, New Flesh Get Adrenalin" |
LYRICS
Rock the Flock with Soundclash that's, Glorious
Come Together With the Strength of Many Horses
to Blow the Walls of All Wicked Metropolis
n' Prevail with Triune and Hits from Locustfist
I Seen Some Pharisees Build this Evil Contraption
Lookin for Some Spots where they Can get Some Action
so I Gathered Other Emcee's that are Believin’
n' We Blew Up the Spot Like Nitroglycerin
we Discipline for Reproduction
Comin’ Against Claims from the Court of the Sanhedrin
Lyrics Come Like Muted Cellphones to Make You Vibrate
n' Rehabilitate, the Wicked Mind State
with Chainsaw Action to Cut Demon Doctrine
….Often
we Take Our Sin Thoughts n' Rearrange them
Old Flesh Become Mannequin, New Flesh Get Adrenalin
Unto Benevolence Our Voice Rise Like Incense
to the Heavens, Praisin God’s Magnificence
and Like Handsoap We Dispense
the Evidence, that Christ the Son has Risen
- Gotta Make Sure that this Information
gets Downloaded to the Next Generation
We Send Morse Code Through the Satellite Dish
Dot-Dot-Dash-Dash Locustfist
(chorus 2xs)
You Say, that You Want a Revolution
so the Locust Came in with the Good Sound System
We Cannot Have Soldiers Lookin Like Skeleton
Iron Sharpens Iron, Unification
Come Together With the Strength of Many Horses
to Blow the Walls of All Wicked Metropolis
n' Prevail with Triune and Hits from Locustfist
I Seen Some Pharisees Build this Evil Contraption
Lookin for Some Spots where they Can get Some Action
so I Gathered Other Emcee's that are Believin’
n' We Blew Up the Spot Like Nitroglycerin
we Discipline for Reproduction
Comin’ Against Claims from the Court of the Sanhedrin
Lyrics Come Like Muted Cellphones to Make You Vibrate
n' Rehabilitate, the Wicked Mind State
with Chainsaw Action to Cut Demon Doctrine
….Often
we Take Our Sin Thoughts n' Rearrange them
Old Flesh Become Mannequin, New Flesh Get Adrenalin
Unto Benevolence Our Voice Rise Like Incense
to the Heavens, Praisin God’s Magnificence
and Like Handsoap We Dispense
the Evidence, that Christ the Son has Risen
- Gotta Make Sure that this Information
gets Downloaded to the Next Generation
We Send Morse Code Through the Satellite Dish
Dot-Dot-Dash-Dash Locustfist
(chorus 2xs)
You Say, that You Want a Revolution
so the Locust Came in with the Good Sound System
We Cannot Have Soldiers Lookin Like Skeleton
Iron Sharpens Iron, Unification
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt, Copywrite, Samuel Oxymoron Word count: 288 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "it’s a Hellpit! - I’m a Angel in Hades/ but No Matter How Hell it get, No Weak Philosophy Sway Me" |
LYRICS
(Dirt's verses)
I Shower Wrath, I'm Here with the Power Math
the Aftermath? Legion of Enemy Cower Back
to the Lower Depth, I Kill with the Flow of Death
Severe at the Head, Play Soccer with Heads Like I’m Aztec
The Streets Respect cause They Know How I Wreck
Challenge MC's to Take My Place - But theres Been No One Yet
Shadow of the Locust, Once Again we-a-Rep
Better Copywrite What We Reveal in the Discotech
vs.2
at 6 o’clock I Feel Ripe, So it's Time for Lick a Shot
at 12 o'clock, the Beats been Playin, the Pencil Lead Kept Breakin
but I'm Not Swayed by these Attacks from Satan
these Lyrics have been Blazed with the Power to Raise them
Dead to Life, Like Lazurus from the Grave, when
the Rabbi, Came to them, in God’s Name, Amazed them
it’s a Hellpit! - I’m a Angel in Hades
but No Matter How Hell it get, No Weak Philosophy Sway Me
I'm Patrick Swayze, get Holy Ghost on these Devils
Bringin Red Dawn on Babylon, Roastin these Levels
Some Yall Gone! Yall don’t Make the Most of These Decibel
I Bury Yall Sound in the Ground with Axepicks n' Shovels
-and I’m Seduced by Turntables Spinnin’ 48's
Curse Me, I Revert to the Psychology of Norman Bates
I’m Luke in the Helmet with the Blast Shield Down
Ricochet these Attacks, Like they was Comin from Clowns
I'll Throw Battle Raps Back at You Until they Reach You
Makin You Dance when I Aim em at the Ground Beneath You
Straight Cowboy Gunslingin, I'm the Fat Lady Singin
I'm Basketball Block Shottin Every Rap You Bring in
God is the Highest, the Loftiest, the Mightiest
Jesus Resurrected, which Makes Him the Liveliest
I Shower Wrath, I'm Here with the Power Math
the Aftermath? Legion of Enemy Cower Back
to the Lower Depth, I Kill with the Flow of Death
Severe at the Head, Play Soccer with Heads Like I’m Aztec
The Streets Respect cause They Know How I Wreck
Challenge MC's to Take My Place - But theres Been No One Yet
Shadow of the Locust, Once Again we-a-Rep
Better Copywrite What We Reveal in the Discotech
vs.2
at 6 o’clock I Feel Ripe, So it's Time for Lick a Shot
at 12 o'clock, the Beats been Playin, the Pencil Lead Kept Breakin
but I'm Not Swayed by these Attacks from Satan
these Lyrics have been Blazed with the Power to Raise them
Dead to Life, Like Lazurus from the Grave, when
the Rabbi, Came to them, in God’s Name, Amazed them
it’s a Hellpit! - I’m a Angel in Hades
but No Matter How Hell it get, No Weak Philosophy Sway Me
I'm Patrick Swayze, get Holy Ghost on these Devils
Bringin Red Dawn on Babylon, Roastin these Levels
Some Yall Gone! Yall don’t Make the Most of These Decibel
I Bury Yall Sound in the Ground with Axepicks n' Shovels
-and I’m Seduced by Turntables Spinnin’ 48's
Curse Me, I Revert to the Psychology of Norman Bates
I’m Luke in the Helmet with the Blast Shield Down
Ricochet these Attacks, Like they was Comin from Clowns
I'll Throw Battle Raps Back at You Until they Reach You
Makin You Dance when I Aim em at the Ground Beneath You
Straight Cowboy Gunslingin, I'm the Fat Lady Singin
I'm Basketball Block Shottin Every Rap You Bring in
God is the Highest, the Loftiest, the Mightiest
Jesus Resurrected, which Makes Him the Liveliest
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 447 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "cause That's What Best Friends are For/ When You Down, They Never Let You Stay on the Floor/ if You Don't Got it, Man, they Never Let You Stay Poor/ Pick You Up, Carry You Through to Where You Gotta Be Door-to-Door" |
Lyrics
V.1
I was Cool with You from the Get Go
Loved the Way You Moved Confidently Through Streets, Uptown or the Ghetto
Everybody See You Comin, Start Crackin them Jokes
how You a Big Man n' Kinda Old, but then they Choke on the Smoke
You Used to Roll POD from the Southtown till they Moved On Up
Got a Tour Bus, Passed You Down, Turned You Shadow Locust
You Was Hiphop Ever Since, Rolled with Us to Represent
Carried Our Gear to the Back Door of Every Event
I Remember You Like it was Yesterday
Could Never Go Less than a Hundred and Twenty on the Freeway
Bet You Never Seen a Tank Drive Like a Honda Civic Stick Shift
Tokyo Drift, Lickety-Split, -- Joe was Swift
V.2
Windshield Wipers to the BPM’s
RPM’s too, Keepin the Beat, Peepin them Gem’s, Creepin on Men
Pedal to the Metal, Gas Tank Hip Hopped in Heavy Metal
Your Life was Full Throttle, Got those Hot Blows, Pistons Never Settled
on the Highway Asphalt- People Followin the Lines
You Stairway to Heaven, Make Your Own Way, don't Follow No Lines
High Octane, Christ in the Veins, Life in the Fast Lane
Crank Case Cookin’, witha Manifold Destiny to Move Insane
Sometimes I Think how Much Music my Man Brought to Yall
n’ Never Even Seen a Show, Stayed in the Parkin Lot Security Guardin yall
the Gear and the Crew to Every States Stages
Took Us Places, Brought Us Culture, Plus Kept us the Safest
WHAT!?
sub Chorus:
cause That's What Best Friends are For
When You Down, They Never Let You Stay on the Floor
if You Don't Got it, Man, they Never Let You Stay Poor
Pick You Up, Carry You Through to Where You Gotta Be Door-to-Door
V.3
in No Time Flat, Burned Down the Line, Like Hell’s Eraser
and Hours Later, Still Topped Out on the Accelerator
when You Got Old You didn’t Act Like it --
Like You Ignored Every Scratch and Dent to Stay God’s Servant
how Many, Times at the Last Minute, I’d Hit You Up
but You was Always Ready to Roll, No Matter the Deal, that's Whassup
n’ I was Never Homeless, You Always Told Me I Got a Home with
Stay in the Back til You get Your Life Back on the Right Track, Uplift
when You Got Hurt, I had to Leave You to Go Get Help
Came Back to Save You, Found Out Some Dudes had Robbed You of Your Health
Smashed You Up, Took Your Shoes, Left you in a Ditch Singin the Blues
You Never Recovered from that Attack and We all Miss You
I was Cool with You from the Get Go
Loved the Way You Moved Confidently Through Streets, Uptown or the Ghetto
Everybody See You Comin, Start Crackin them Jokes
how You a Big Man n' Kinda Old, but then they Choke on the Smoke
You Used to Roll POD from the Southtown till they Moved On Up
Got a Tour Bus, Passed You Down, Turned You Shadow Locust
You Was Hiphop Ever Since, Rolled with Us to Represent
Carried Our Gear to the Back Door of Every Event
I Remember You Like it was Yesterday
Could Never Go Less than a Hundred and Twenty on the Freeway
Bet You Never Seen a Tank Drive Like a Honda Civic Stick Shift
Tokyo Drift, Lickety-Split, -- Joe was Swift
V.2
Windshield Wipers to the BPM’s
RPM’s too, Keepin the Beat, Peepin them Gem’s, Creepin on Men
Pedal to the Metal, Gas Tank Hip Hopped in Heavy Metal
Your Life was Full Throttle, Got those Hot Blows, Pistons Never Settled
on the Highway Asphalt- People Followin the Lines
You Stairway to Heaven, Make Your Own Way, don't Follow No Lines
High Octane, Christ in the Veins, Life in the Fast Lane
Crank Case Cookin’, witha Manifold Destiny to Move Insane
Sometimes I Think how Much Music my Man Brought to Yall
n’ Never Even Seen a Show, Stayed in the Parkin Lot Security Guardin yall
the Gear and the Crew to Every States Stages
Took Us Places, Brought Us Culture, Plus Kept us the Safest
WHAT!?
sub Chorus:
cause That's What Best Friends are For
When You Down, They Never Let You Stay on the Floor
if You Don't Got it, Man, they Never Let You Stay Poor
Pick You Up, Carry You Through to Where You Gotta Be Door-to-Door
V.3
in No Time Flat, Burned Down the Line, Like Hell’s Eraser
and Hours Later, Still Topped Out on the Accelerator
when You Got Old You didn’t Act Like it --
Like You Ignored Every Scratch and Dent to Stay God’s Servant
how Many, Times at the Last Minute, I’d Hit You Up
but You was Always Ready to Roll, No Matter the Deal, that's Whassup
n’ I was Never Homeless, You Always Told Me I Got a Home with
Stay in the Back til You get Your Life Back on the Right Track, Uplift
when You Got Hurt, I had to Leave You to Go Get Help
Came Back to Save You, Found Out Some Dudes had Robbed You of Your Health
Smashed You Up, Took Your Shoes, Left you in a Ditch Singin the Blues
You Never Recovered from that Attack and We all Miss You
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt, JGivens, Illustrate Word count: 226 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "if You Holding Negative Vibes, Throw Your Hands Up and Hurl Them" (refers to the over idea of this track) |
Lyrics
(Dirt's Verses)
Are You Ready!? to throw Confetti!
the Track Upbeat, I’m Still Razor Flow Machete
Without God Unsteady, With God Rock Steady
Bboys Innovate, Now the Crowd Ready!
Motivate You, to Feel the Break, so You
Can Decide to Move Fast or Slow to
this Rhythm Track, and to the WolfPack
Yall Give Us Hell, So We Givin it Back
Ay Yo! Westcoast Poplock
It’s the Emcee, Come in the Place, Makin’ Yall Jaw Drop
Play the Break, n’ Make Yall Want Hip Hop
Come Inna De Dance, Make Ya Naw Wan Stop
Number One Glok’s Hot
Wind Your Body Roots Rock Riddim, ‘cause Riddim Makes the Roots
Rock
Ay yo, I smashed the Sound
My Town was Split by Crips and Bloodhounds
But When the Beat Drop, it was Like Everybody Down
Threw ‘em Rags Down, to Screwface and “Feel it”
DJ’s was Drug Dealin Mixtapes “Can You Feel it?”
Nuff Respect, Vinyl Dub, DJ select
Vertebrae Shake, Side Effect, Break up the Neck
Cuz’ When the Beat-Break Play, the Whole Crowd Sway
n’ the Stress Float Away, Like Comin to God to Pray
You and Your Girlfriend get Caught in the Whirlwind
if You Holding Negative Vibes, Throw Your Hands Up and Hurl Them
mi Naw Wan Hear That, We Takin Our Life Back
Devils Stole it, but Praise God He Break us from that!
Are You Ready!? to throw Confetti!
the Track Upbeat, I’m Still Razor Flow Machete
Without God Unsteady, With God Rock Steady
Bboys Innovate, Now the Crowd Ready!
Motivate You, to Feel the Break, so You
Can Decide to Move Fast or Slow to
this Rhythm Track, and to the WolfPack
Yall Give Us Hell, So We Givin it Back
Ay Yo! Westcoast Poplock
It’s the Emcee, Come in the Place, Makin’ Yall Jaw Drop
Play the Break, n’ Make Yall Want Hip Hop
Come Inna De Dance, Make Ya Naw Wan Stop
Number One Glok’s Hot
Wind Your Body Roots Rock Riddim, ‘cause Riddim Makes the Roots
Rock
Ay yo, I smashed the Sound
My Town was Split by Crips and Bloodhounds
But When the Beat Drop, it was Like Everybody Down
Threw ‘em Rags Down, to Screwface and “Feel it”
DJ’s was Drug Dealin Mixtapes “Can You Feel it?”
Nuff Respect, Vinyl Dub, DJ select
Vertebrae Shake, Side Effect, Break up the Neck
Cuz’ When the Beat-Break Play, the Whole Crowd Sway
n’ the Stress Float Away, Like Comin to God to Pray
You and Your Girlfriend get Caught in the Whirlwind
if You Holding Negative Vibes, Throw Your Hands Up and Hurl Them
mi Naw Wan Hear That, We Takin Our Life Back
Devils Stole it, but Praise God He Break us from that!
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 485 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "You got Baggage? I got Baggage too Lets Open Up the Zippers, Throw em in the Air n' Let God Blow Through". Dedicated to my Wife, Lucy. |
Lyrics
UFC Fight Night
-I liked the Way You Laughed with Your Sister Plus Your Denim Jeans were on Real Tight
You Wore Your Hat Low, I Hated to See You Go
Smiled, Though, when I Seen You at My Next Show
You Invited Peoples to Watch Movies at Your Apartment
Your Eyes n' Smile is the Only Reason I Went
Rosalina Told Me that Someone had Broke Your Heart of Gold
so I Wanted to be Careful in Pouring the New Mold
we Hit off from the 1st Date as I Threw them Questions Out
Icebreakin at Starbuck’s, so we Kept Goin Out
We Spent so Much Time Together, Never Hollow, Boring or Shallow
So Now it Come Time I Tell You Some Things You Should Know
You Must be Hebrew, I See Christ in You, cuz Your My Good News
You Made a Mark on Me Like Matching Wooden Shoe Tattoo's
I'm Screaming Jay, You put a Spell on Me Like Voodoo
n' who Would've Knew, You Can Still Find a Beauty with Virtue
Your a Treasure, an Heirloom, You Smell Like Bulgari Perfume
I’m Anchored, Man, Send a Special Alert to the Newsrooms
n' Tell em I'm Hot for You Like a Lit Dynamite Fuze
chorus
Send Me that Love, I’ve been Created for
Lets Make the the Whole Night Last, n' Ignore Every Curfew
You Work Hard, Gimme that Lotion so I can Massage it on You
Your Thick Bottom Lip Remind Me of Shrimp on the BBQ
I Think I Idolize You Like them False gods, Krishna and Vishnu
cuz when You aint Gone, I Miss You, n’ Feel Pain in My Muscle Tissue
All Things About You Compliment Like the Perfect Words in a Haiku
You Stole Your Eyes from an Angel, I'm Tellin God on You
and the Goddess Venus Want Her Body Back, She's Angry at You
And Your Beauty Seeps into the Middle, Middle, Middle of you
it was Overdue, Stupid Cupid had Me Beat Up n' Bruised
n' I was Told Someone Said He Loved You but Only Abused
it’s Mildew That Left Us Both with Trust Issues
but Here's the Breakthrough, None of that has to Continue
Lets Walk From the Past n' Build Up Like them Thick Bamboo
Your Skin is Liked Caramel Palmetto
Got Wisdom n' Street Smart Like King Solomon Walkin Through the Ghetto
My Jaw Muscle Hurt You Got Me Grinnin so Much, You
Blessed Me and We Connected Before I Even Touched You
Lemme Take You to the Red Carpet n' Show You Off at Every Debut
the Kinda Woman Make Kings Wanna Start Wars Over You
You got Baggage? I got Baggage too
Lets Open Up the Zippers, Throw em in the Air n' Let God Blow Through
chorus
Send Me that Love, I’ve been Created for
as the Sun Shines Above, there is Someone for Me to Love
-I liked the Way You Laughed with Your Sister Plus Your Denim Jeans were on Real Tight
You Wore Your Hat Low, I Hated to See You Go
Smiled, Though, when I Seen You at My Next Show
You Invited Peoples to Watch Movies at Your Apartment
Your Eyes n' Smile is the Only Reason I Went
Rosalina Told Me that Someone had Broke Your Heart of Gold
so I Wanted to be Careful in Pouring the New Mold
we Hit off from the 1st Date as I Threw them Questions Out
Icebreakin at Starbuck’s, so we Kept Goin Out
We Spent so Much Time Together, Never Hollow, Boring or Shallow
So Now it Come Time I Tell You Some Things You Should Know
You Must be Hebrew, I See Christ in You, cuz Your My Good News
You Made a Mark on Me Like Matching Wooden Shoe Tattoo's
I'm Screaming Jay, You put a Spell on Me Like Voodoo
n' who Would've Knew, You Can Still Find a Beauty with Virtue
Your a Treasure, an Heirloom, You Smell Like Bulgari Perfume
I’m Anchored, Man, Send a Special Alert to the Newsrooms
n' Tell em I'm Hot for You Like a Lit Dynamite Fuze
chorus
Send Me that Love, I’ve been Created for
Lets Make the the Whole Night Last, n' Ignore Every Curfew
You Work Hard, Gimme that Lotion so I can Massage it on You
Your Thick Bottom Lip Remind Me of Shrimp on the BBQ
I Think I Idolize You Like them False gods, Krishna and Vishnu
cuz when You aint Gone, I Miss You, n’ Feel Pain in My Muscle Tissue
All Things About You Compliment Like the Perfect Words in a Haiku
You Stole Your Eyes from an Angel, I'm Tellin God on You
and the Goddess Venus Want Her Body Back, She's Angry at You
And Your Beauty Seeps into the Middle, Middle, Middle of you
it was Overdue, Stupid Cupid had Me Beat Up n' Bruised
n' I was Told Someone Said He Loved You but Only Abused
it’s Mildew That Left Us Both with Trust Issues
but Here's the Breakthrough, None of that has to Continue
Lets Walk From the Past n' Build Up Like them Thick Bamboo
Your Skin is Liked Caramel Palmetto
Got Wisdom n' Street Smart Like King Solomon Walkin Through the Ghetto
My Jaw Muscle Hurt You Got Me Grinnin so Much, You
Blessed Me and We Connected Before I Even Touched You
Lemme Take You to the Red Carpet n' Show You Off at Every Debut
the Kinda Woman Make Kings Wanna Start Wars Over You
You got Baggage? I got Baggage too
Lets Open Up the Zippers, Throw em in the Air n' Let God Blow Through
chorus
Send Me that Love, I’ve been Created for
as the Sun Shines Above, there is Someone for Me to Love
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt, Codak, Shobred Word count: 132 Soundscape: Calmplex, Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "Deep in the Retinal Cone, You'll See the Prophecy Where Joel Chapter 2 Meets Hiphop in Me" (SOTL! LocustFist.com) |
Lyrics
(Dirt's Verse)
I Pray for Shelter, that God'll get You Out the Sun
I Pray Financial Gain, that God'll get You outta the Slum
Shadow Locust, Street Rep, so Again We a Come
Lift Up Jehoviah, that's the Rule of Thumb
We Infest Mindsets, we are Battle Insects
Students of Sermons, we've done Rattled Tape Decks
Blaze Your Disc Lasers, we a Burn Mic Checks
Now it’s MP3, Still a MC Easily
Master Blast, Master Ceremony
Slap a Wack MC, Leave ya There a Lonely
Deep in the Retinal Cone, You'll See the Prophecy
Where Joel Chapter 2 Meets Hiphop in Me
I Battle Beasts with Beats, they Hide n' I Go Seek
Lay Waste Every Hiding Place, Make Obsolete
Thuroughbred Discotech Heat, I Never Retreat
I Pray for Shelter, that God'll get You Out the Sun
I Pray Financial Gain, that God'll get You outta the Slum
Shadow Locust, Street Rep, so Again We a Come
Lift Up Jehoviah, that's the Rule of Thumb
We Infest Mindsets, we are Battle Insects
Students of Sermons, we've done Rattled Tape Decks
Blaze Your Disc Lasers, we a Burn Mic Checks
Now it’s MP3, Still a MC Easily
Master Blast, Master Ceremony
Slap a Wack MC, Leave ya There a Lonely
Deep in the Retinal Cone, You'll See the Prophecy
Where Joel Chapter 2 Meets Hiphop in Me
I Battle Beasts with Beats, they Hide n' I Go Seek
Lay Waste Every Hiding Place, Make Obsolete
Thuroughbred Discotech Heat, I Never Retreat
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 333 Soundscape: DJ Kair, Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "be a Man of God's Word for God's Abundance on You" (to me that tells you exactly what the whole song is about) |
Lyrics
V1.
get Stabbed, Shanked Pushed to Walk the Plank
Say the Wrong Thing in the Wrong Place, Hammer's Crank
'cause Youth, dem Walk with .38 Pon Dem Waist
Set Trip n' Gun Tip is the Next Thing You Taste
Words Start Simple, but they X Men and Mutate
Get X'ed, then Your Next of Kin can Take Your Place
- They Keep it Up? the Whole Crew get Erased
Laugh it Up in Hell About the Dumb Ish Yall Say
As Your Words Build or Bruise the Company You Keep
One Small Muscle Control the Trouble You Meet
Recognize that that what Comes Out Your Mouth
is the Beginning of Where the Power Comes Out
-scratch chorus-
V.2
Some Gangsta's Know to Think Before They Speak
the Rest Speak n' get Wise After the Street gets Heat
22's, 25's, 44's, 45's
These Days thats how Most Keep Conversations Alive
Chicken Heads Cluck, Dudes Run the Tab on they Mouth Up
When they Can't Pay the Bill, 'Tings Blow Up!'
Watch What You Speak, Words are Seeds, Sow what You Reap
Cultivate Your Vocab, 'Cause Every Word You'll Eat'
-sub Chorus-
do What You say, Not Say What You're Gonna do
Or get Lit by the Hitmen that'll get in Front of You
demons with Ice Picks will Front on You
devils with Knife Tips will Experiment on You
be a Man of Your Word for God's Abundance on You
"cuz Talk is Cheap"
v3.
Keep Spittin in the Wind, n' it'll Come Back On You
Keep Pissin on Your Friends, n' it'll Get On Your Shoe
Speak Angry and Die, Speak Lies and Eat Humble Pie
all from them White Lies -that- Multiply
get Stuck Deep, Weepin', Eating Your Feet
Foot in Your mouth for not Keeping Your Speech
a Lying Word Cannot Profit (echo)
and You Better be a Hundred Percent if You was the Prophet
the Lip of Truth Shall be Established Forever
that's in Proverbs, Cousin, Let's get it Together
get Stabbed, Shanked Pushed to Walk the Plank
Say the Wrong Thing in the Wrong Place, Hammer's Crank
'cause Youth, dem Walk with .38 Pon Dem Waist
Set Trip n' Gun Tip is the Next Thing You Taste
Words Start Simple, but they X Men and Mutate
Get X'ed, then Your Next of Kin can Take Your Place
- They Keep it Up? the Whole Crew get Erased
Laugh it Up in Hell About the Dumb Ish Yall Say
As Your Words Build or Bruise the Company You Keep
One Small Muscle Control the Trouble You Meet
Recognize that that what Comes Out Your Mouth
is the Beginning of Where the Power Comes Out
-scratch chorus-
V.2
Some Gangsta's Know to Think Before They Speak
the Rest Speak n' get Wise After the Street gets Heat
22's, 25's, 44's, 45's
These Days thats how Most Keep Conversations Alive
Chicken Heads Cluck, Dudes Run the Tab on they Mouth Up
When they Can't Pay the Bill, 'Tings Blow Up!'
Watch What You Speak, Words are Seeds, Sow what You Reap
Cultivate Your Vocab, 'Cause Every Word You'll Eat'
-sub Chorus-
do What You say, Not Say What You're Gonna do
Or get Lit by the Hitmen that'll get in Front of You
demons with Ice Picks will Front on You
devils with Knife Tips will Experiment on You
be a Man of Your Word for God's Abundance on You
"cuz Talk is Cheap"
v3.
Keep Spittin in the Wind, n' it'll Come Back On You
Keep Pissin on Your Friends, n' it'll Get On Your Shoe
Speak Angry and Die, Speak Lies and Eat Humble Pie
all from them White Lies -that- Multiply
get Stuck Deep, Weepin', Eating Your Feet
Foot in Your mouth for not Keeping Your Speech
a Lying Word Cannot Profit (echo)
and You Better be a Hundred Percent if You was the Prophet
the Lip of Truth Shall be Established Forever
that's in Proverbs, Cousin, Let's get it Together
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 622 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): I Love all this track. It was one of my favorite to write on the album. It is a 'battle' track to all secular MC's. |
Lyrics
v.1
I Wrote this Cryptogam, while Restin on the Bosom of Abraham
Testin a plan, to Kill all Man with Poem Kilograms
then Hide the Evidence in the Dub tracks of a Phonogram
that’s to Kill a 1,000 Philistines with the Jawbone of a Ram
I’m King James Version, Style, with the Mandible of a Jackass
they Got me ina Full Face Mask, cuz I Hannibal'ed the Last Track
with Fava Beans 'th-th-th- th- th" I Leave Kerosene in the Feedback
when yall Play the MP3, and the Heat Ignite the Tube in Your Bose Amp Rack
that was the Plan I Spoke of, n' Next I Know That
if I Remove 1/2 of your Spine track, they Can't Reattach that!
Bought a Tattoo Starter Kit, so I could use your Skin as a Scratch Pad
don’t Tell Me to Just Write a Verse, I only write Iliad's
don’t tell Me to Just Write a Chorus, cuz I’ll Burn down the Forest
v.2
the Weak Minded are Scared of the Way I'm Fortified
I Leave em in the Morgue, Tied, Contemplating Death, Mortified
I'm bringin Master Plans to Disband Every Pentagram
n' Reprimands, to all yall Sneaks who didn't Pay for a Wristband
Support your Local Bands, Hiphop is Art, United we Withstand
I’m Writin a Thesis with Ink Injected Diseases
I'm Pro Life but I Throw Knives at a Weak Emcee Fetus
it's My Weakness, but I Don't Think that None of we Need this
where we Came From? HipHop was born from a Blood Drop drop of Jesus
out his Ribcage, when the Roman Soldier tried to Break Him to Pieces
I Want the People on my Block to Unite Like the Eyes of a Cyclops
the Bboys go Back to Wildstyle, Electric Boogaloo, Poplock
that's why I Put the Mic in My Hand n' Amplify Hiphop
I Spit the Rhymes Down in Verses n' Slurs
to Reverse the Curses, Submerse em to where Death Occurs
in the Hearses where Nurses can't Even Repair the Words
Some Said it’s Impossible, I Been Referred to as being Absurd
I Call Myself the Phoenix, as I Shed My Skin, the Firebird
Rebirth the Worth Through Words, when they’re Heard and Deciphered
-scratches-
v.3
Vibrating Palm, My Lip Balm is Dynamite Sticks of Napalm
I Use em Before I Spit Psalms, My Gang (Gheng) is Khan
I Told the Locust to bring bombs, Jesus told the Storm to be Calm
Sound the War Gong, cuz We the Rebellion of Rebel Lions
Some of You Said it's Disgraceful, the Way I Come from Mt. Grayskull
Angry at the Way Raps Been Raped , Ready to Chase You!
Ready to Delay the Decay, I'll Bring Disarray to Your Crew!
I'll Block - Every Escapeway Before I Come to You!
Even Catch Your Protege in the Passageway n' Slay Him too!
Your Vertebrae is where I Tie Chains n' Pull the Bones Away
in the Sandbox where l Break Your Hands off n Give em Away
Tie Your Joints to the Wrong Bones then Send You the Xray
My Mind is Nine Einstein’s Designed for Rhyme Crimes
I Can't Even Comprehend Peacetime, there's Only War in My Enzymes
These Wack Rappers is Fatal Diseases
Find me Covered in Blood Guts Wherever these Prenatal Emcee's is
I've Been Sent to Transmit!, the Plagues Against the Counterfeits
You’ll be Changed One Way or the Other When You Encounter it
Hiphop Resounds from the Harps of Angels n' the Devil Took it!
I've Come to Resharp the Angles, n Level the Crooked!
Wisdom is Better than War, but if You Stupid, Here it is
Hiphop is Music, Music was meant to praise God, Return to this!
I Wrote this Cryptogam, while Restin on the Bosom of Abraham
Testin a plan, to Kill all Man with Poem Kilograms
then Hide the Evidence in the Dub tracks of a Phonogram
that’s to Kill a 1,000 Philistines with the Jawbone of a Ram
I’m King James Version, Style, with the Mandible of a Jackass
they Got me ina Full Face Mask, cuz I Hannibal'ed the Last Track
with Fava Beans 'th-th-th- th- th" I Leave Kerosene in the Feedback
when yall Play the MP3, and the Heat Ignite the Tube in Your Bose Amp Rack
that was the Plan I Spoke of, n' Next I Know That
if I Remove 1/2 of your Spine track, they Can't Reattach that!
Bought a Tattoo Starter Kit, so I could use your Skin as a Scratch Pad
don’t Tell Me to Just Write a Verse, I only write Iliad's
don’t tell Me to Just Write a Chorus, cuz I’ll Burn down the Forest
v.2
the Weak Minded are Scared of the Way I'm Fortified
I Leave em in the Morgue, Tied, Contemplating Death, Mortified
I'm bringin Master Plans to Disband Every Pentagram
n' Reprimands, to all yall Sneaks who didn't Pay for a Wristband
Support your Local Bands, Hiphop is Art, United we Withstand
I’m Writin a Thesis with Ink Injected Diseases
I'm Pro Life but I Throw Knives at a Weak Emcee Fetus
it's My Weakness, but I Don't Think that None of we Need this
where we Came From? HipHop was born from a Blood Drop drop of Jesus
out his Ribcage, when the Roman Soldier tried to Break Him to Pieces
I Want the People on my Block to Unite Like the Eyes of a Cyclops
the Bboys go Back to Wildstyle, Electric Boogaloo, Poplock
that's why I Put the Mic in My Hand n' Amplify Hiphop
I Spit the Rhymes Down in Verses n' Slurs
to Reverse the Curses, Submerse em to where Death Occurs
in the Hearses where Nurses can't Even Repair the Words
Some Said it’s Impossible, I Been Referred to as being Absurd
I Call Myself the Phoenix, as I Shed My Skin, the Firebird
Rebirth the Worth Through Words, when they’re Heard and Deciphered
-scratches-
v.3
Vibrating Palm, My Lip Balm is Dynamite Sticks of Napalm
I Use em Before I Spit Psalms, My Gang (Gheng) is Khan
I Told the Locust to bring bombs, Jesus told the Storm to be Calm
Sound the War Gong, cuz We the Rebellion of Rebel Lions
Some of You Said it's Disgraceful, the Way I Come from Mt. Grayskull
Angry at the Way Raps Been Raped , Ready to Chase You!
Ready to Delay the Decay, I'll Bring Disarray to Your Crew!
I'll Block - Every Escapeway Before I Come to You!
Even Catch Your Protege in the Passageway n' Slay Him too!
Your Vertebrae is where I Tie Chains n' Pull the Bones Away
in the Sandbox where l Break Your Hands off n Give em Away
Tie Your Joints to the Wrong Bones then Send You the Xray
My Mind is Nine Einstein’s Designed for Rhyme Crimes
I Can't Even Comprehend Peacetime, there's Only War in My Enzymes
These Wack Rappers is Fatal Diseases
Find me Covered in Blood Guts Wherever these Prenatal Emcee's is
I've Been Sent to Transmit!, the Plagues Against the Counterfeits
You’ll be Changed One Way or the Other When You Encounter it
Hiphop Resounds from the Harps of Angels n' the Devil Took it!
I've Come to Resharp the Angles, n Level the Crooked!
Wisdom is Better than War, but if You Stupid, Here it is
Hiphop is Music, Music was meant to praise God, Return to this!
 | Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt Word count: 142 Soundscape: Beat Somebody Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio Album: the Rebel Lion (2016) Dirts favorite Line(s): "When the Lightning Strike, Rhyme Animal Come to Life" |
Lyrics
False Alarm, Talk about My Sound Dying Woah-oh -x2
Givin em A Warning, Cuz My Sound is Coming -x2
Ay Yall… I Just Murder a Flow
Tell Your Men, this Dude n' that One, so they Both know
I Flex Past the Bad Boys Guns
Dem Never Shoot I Down Although Jah Know dem Come
To Uproot I Crown, But I Never Succumb
When the Lightning Strike, Rhyme Animal Come to Life
Dudes Gimme a Cold Stare so I Break the Ice
Then Dump a Body at Low Tide when My Flow Subside
No Chump Survive when My Dub Rides
Nuff Soundboy – Chat and Dem Chat
Dem Test the Champion and Dem Lay Down Flat
All Soundboy deh Pon the Mic with No Skill
Dem Test the Champion and dem gwan get Kill
Because…
False Alarm, Talk About My Sound Dying
Givin em A Warning, Cuz My Sound is Coming -x2
Ay Yall… I Just Murder a Flow
Tell Your Men, this Dude n' that One, so they Both know
I Flex Past the Bad Boys Guns
Dem Never Shoot I Down Although Jah Know dem Come
To Uproot I Crown, But I Never Succumb
When the Lightning Strike, Rhyme Animal Come to Life
Dudes Gimme a Cold Stare so I Break the Ice
Then Dump a Body at Low Tide when My Flow Subside
No Chump Survive when My Dub Rides
Nuff Soundboy – Chat and Dem Chat
Dem Test the Champion and Dem Lay Down Flat
All Soundboy deh Pon the Mic with No Skill
Dem Test the Champion and dem gwan get Kill
Because…
False Alarm, Talk About My Sound Dying
The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was in his heart: his words were softer than oil, yet were they drawn swords.
-Psalm 55:21
-Psalm 55:21
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