Artist: Jehst f/ Asaviour, Diablo Album: Falling Down Song: Monotony Typed by: sensative_new_age_guy@hotmail.com "You know there's three kind of people in this world That's why I know that change has gotta come I said there's There's white people; there's black people; and then there's my people" [Verse 1: Asaviour] It's the pure unadulterated hot shit Liquid kiss of death, venomous toxic Treacherous topic, cyanide scripts leave fools for dead men I'm here to lock this down with the rage, you must fear me now Walk the lands with the ground breaking sound Travelling from town to town Spitting slang while the 12 spins round and round Receive a pound then we out and it's homeward bound Stating the page, obliterate pro's and nouns Blockades pave a way for these patent shakedowns I'm done with the who, what, where's and how's It's the youth I'm saluting, it's the knowledge I've found Cascades from the age, I was born to make waves Walk forty nights, forty days to get paid It's the pain I truncate to show you I care Fumble with fear, fighting with the world but who cares? [Chorus] Pardon me, but this monotony is killing off a part of me It's part and parcel of my heart that bleeds partially [Verse 2: Jehst] I drop the nuclear letter bomb, pop the bottle of Evian Now we got fans transfixed like planes at the Pentagon Pen an epilogue for a cock with a semi-on, fuckin' with a demigod Unleash the wrath of the renaissance Elevate mind states to the next echelon Save the children, grown men building Women on our brains still blazin the chillum I softly kill em' to the rhythm of life Till the dark bring a vision of light As I start grippin a mic and spittin a rhyme It seems clichéd, DJ's spinnin deep into the night The day breaks, embrace the mayhem the AM creates A grey place, rain on my face is acidic Can't take the basic pace of living I'm lettin' Satan break my spirit Dejaal winnin em 'over now Overcrowded, pump the loudest sound to fill out the houses The roof is on fire tonight Can't take it any higher tonight, right? [Chorus] Pardon me but this monotony is killing off a part of me It's part and parcel of my heart that bleeds partially These bastards even wanna eat off our artistry But they can hardly see what I see [Verse 3: Diablo] I spit saviour faire plus the timing's sick Feel the rush like a junkie s fix Got my eyes on tits, mind on clit Strive to make the timeless hits while your boys write the lifeless scripts Don't take the piss, I'm totally bored with your war stories, trust me son I seen 'em all before What I explore is the deepest level of creativity Minds combined in perfect synergy The strain on your brain, you can't get rid of me I tackle terrain, it's part of my history I hustle in vain, Blair got a piece of me I'm burning in hell, my words yearn sympathy [Verse 4: Jehst] Faced with adversity, turn the TV burn the tree till my eyes turn burgundy Third degree heat, keep the fire lit Play my theme on invisible violins A bouquet of barbed wire, seven sins Hyacinths withered in an iron fist Strict italist, twist the pure weed spit to raw beats, grey matter travels at warp speed Greater than any before me I force feed thoughts three courses, gourmet Show weak minds the doorway Step into a world of war games, face the warriors [Chorus] Pardon me but this monotony is killing off a part of me It's part and parcel of my heart that bleeds partially These bastards even wanna eat off our artistry But they can hardly see what I see [Verse 5: Jehst] I'm in the mainframe, blue flame blazin fuel I ain't afraid of fools, I was raised by wolves Killer caveman painting walls with the blood of his enemies, utilising my basic tools In an age of pagan rule, turn the page Amazing stories, going out in a blaze of fame and glory Flames of furious anger, my form Manga Walk with a panthers stride Eye of the tiger, face to face A leap of faith to complete the paper chase Small change, slaves with more balls than brains Ball and chain, angels that fall from grace It's all the same like tears in the falling rain See her face, her voice as she calls my name I wake up to the maze, concrete locked in a cage Off key jotting on a page for praise My soul plainly displayed in a case with my name engraved For all to gaze and take pity The last battle of the great city, the last pages of history