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Lyric Water Torture


Tommy Evans:
I ll stop you in your tracks if you start with me
With raps so fat they clog your arteries
I m so inventive with my artistry
I break ground like earthquakes and part the seas
Be a smart emcee, stop sparking trees
Smokers get blunted, ain t as sharp as T
I m on point like laboured emcees can t cut it
I ll slice up your intestines, leave you gutted
Destroy the stress, you boys can t test
I ll rip out your windpipe, leave you short of breath
I walk with Jehst, we re Yorkshire s best
My flow s so hot that it will scorch your flesh
I burn emcees, give em the third degree
Send them to Accident & Emergency
They urgently need plastic surgery
Because he said this ll bleed internally
I watch as you fade into obscurity, nuff eternity reign for eternity
I purposely, run perfectly, am I the best? (No doubt)
It s a certainty!

Jehst:
Yo I decapitate wack and fake rappers at a rapid rate
Either take cover, or run like the clappers mate
Because I m done with the track I make it happen
Break beats and batter tracks, chiefs I eradicate
I can see straight through their front like acetate
Heat up the beats so their weak flows evaporate
Burn the earth til it reverts to it s natural state
Battle great pretenders bend their twisted shit back to shape
Shape shifting man I ll make, plans to assassinate
Piss-take rappers hate the fact that I captivate...
.. Crowds, cos I m holding it down like gaffa tape
Try and start shit and my sharp wit will lacerate...
.. Half wits, my gamma ray targets you pop stars
I ll carpet bomb your boot camp, and bombard...
.. Troops tactical, run tracks like stock cars
Burn my name into your back with these hot bars

Chorus:
The battle ground stomper, nocturnal author
Kidnap rappers and carry out water torture
Drown a performer, brainstorm on A4
Verbal napalm, blazing the trail for...
.. The battle ground stomper, nocturnal author
Kidnap rappers and carry out water torture
Drown a performer, brainstorm on A4
We wage war on you fake types

Tommy Evans:
You heard the T aint tight, don t believe the hype
I m louder than a bomb so I don t need a mic
I bring the noise faster than the speed of light
And shower clever rhymes, you don t see too bright
You can t read or write, I m raps cleverest mind
My body of work is ahead of its time
You ll have to wait til 2079
The cryptologist will crack every line

Jehst:
I see you biters setting your watches seconds behind
To try and catch what I m dropping when you re checking the rhyme
You re saying nothing, like a professional mime
While I m spitting this liquid of the venemous kind
Read my lips, like an unsettling sign
Now I might flip any minute, leave you dead in your prime
Severing spines with heads, when the letters align
To spell Jehst! I shine as I steadily climb
We can go toe-to-toe so don t be stepping on mine
You see me and T.E. stay deadly combined
We told you once already, now this is double jeapordy
Pre-school lyricists are having trouble getting me
I got a primitive remedy for that attitude
New jack rappers get battered til they re black and blue
They made a track or two, but didn t have a clue
To me it doesn t matter who you are, I ll still flatten you
Steamroll through your whole crew, fuck your fashion shoot
You couldn t see me if you drank a tank of carrot juice
I get the jam jumping like kangaroos
He who dares, now there s a man who stands to lose
My style s shocking like a damaged fuse
I drop savage tunes, like arsenic in your Malibu

Chorus:
The battle ground stomper, nocturnal author
Kidnap rappers and carry out water torture
Drown a performer, brainstorm on A4
Verbal napalm, blazing the trail for...
.. The battle ground stomper, nocturnal author
Kidnap rappers and carry out water torture
Drown a performer, brainstorm on A4
We wage war on you fake types

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