The Trilogy Remix Lyrics

The Trilogy Remix by Jehst

• I spray walls so we can battle for the writers bench
• And fight against the odds like Daniel in the lions den
• You bite my style - I'll cut your hands off and write with them
• Don't breathe down my neck or I'll stop ya flow with nitrogen
• You said I'm nice blood? you'll have to say I'm nice again
• My ways are set like cement, swinging like a thousand spidermen
• Hit so hard some rappers never write again, like a dried up pen
• So you just can't rely on them
• To step to me's to put your own legs in jeopardy
• You could walk a thousand miles and still not get next to me
• I'm so beyond it's only future that's ahead of me
• To battle me you'll need to travel to the next century
• I'm so high-up even mute people try to mention me
• My arts are sharp mentally, when I think you're meant to bleed
• I'm blackin' out cause I haven't got the strength to see
• My hate's blind so I'm running dangerously on lengths of beef
• I'm old skool like a real pair of hippy's flares
• When I go to bed I cuddle up with a grizzly bear
• I move so fast most people ask 'is he there? '
• I leave now and by tomorrow I travel 50 years
• So if I was you I'd be pretty scared
• Try'na buy a new set of pants cause I know you're in a shitty pair
• I spit bricks and build my own little city here
• While ya fallin' off like Paul Daniels' wiggy hair!

• When I start rhymin' bare breddahs a start hidin
• My dark writing strikes many like charge lightnin'
• Sharp slicin' knives cut and then stick right in
• It's not a wise thing to start no arms fighting
• I might fling hundreds of blows and start wilin'
• Like right-wing Nazi marchers who start violence
• My mind thinks the same way that Einstein's did
• My IQ is higher than London car crime is
• I slide in inside of the thighs of a nice white slim
• Light skinned girl from behind and plot my tings
• I dive in, piping her slightly ripe tight minge
• I like when she tips on my c'cK! and starts ridin'
• I fry fins of these sharks who like biting
• Surprising them with more hundred and five types man
• Their eyes widenin with the frightened child likeness
• Some high-pitched siren screams when I'm sighted
• I buy drinks for some Friday night high-jinks
• And try link some yatties by givin' em sly winks [whistling]
• Kindness lines my golden heart shining
• A high cars mileage just to pass time with
• I cry gems, shit rubies and fart diamonds
• My style is rarer than priceless art findings
• I'm swiping iced rings and wetting up dry men
• With my pen, what my friend - Alright then

• It's the return of the drifter; Billy the Kid
• Contents under pressure, I'm flippin' my lid
• So many rhymers are liars, I'm sick of their fibs
• They lack focuss, jokers that tickle my ribs
• Thinkin' they're hard-core, they're more brittle than twigs
• I'm projectile spitting while you dribble on bibs
• I'm diggin' for hits givin' the middle finger to pigs
• Bringin' that nasty stink that'll linger like cigs
• I sit in my crib glued to the telly
• No food in my belly, I'm losin' it tuned into Jerry
• But this is my final thought - right now it's time for war
• Better decide if you're fightin' for a righteous cause
• Like me an' my cyber force, we walk tall swing swords slay the minotaur
• I scrutinize rhymes 'til my eyes are sore
• We from the underground, raw like iron ore
• You'll get deafened by the lion's roar
• I'm stompin' on primitive life forms like a dinosaur
• Ridin' beside the four horsemen
• I got my eye on the pie and I'm out for a small portion

• ... the trilogy will be heard

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