(Intro, cuts) Liquid.... diction x7 [Jehst] This simple liquid diction that I dote on Is only a thimble full of fluid from the emotional ocean That I float on Romantic notions I wrote on dead trees I retrieve the scrolls and breathe below the dead sea-surface Liquid lung, liquid tongue The traps that the serpents set are swiftly sprung Yet my heroes are still unsung So I'm singing While all your hum-drum gunslinging Didn't ring true In the beginning you Didn't think it through Living in the zoo Too much power abused by the few You could lose your crew to the system in the blink of an eye I might not succeed but it's instinctive to try To see my goals achieved before I die and if my flow runs dry I'll rehydrate to dilate The tiny mindstate of the primate descendant Trend or no trend-independent Defending the remnants of the long Forgotten culture: of art, dance, and song I start to advance, beyond the norm, the new form; The children of the corn become riders of the storm When provided platforms for expression This construction of percussion is an outlet For aggression and discussion of direction (As I'm swept aside) I try to rise above it but ascension is denied I'm divided, tongue-tied and silent I tried peace and quiet but these tyrants make me violent Liquid diction Inspired by the kyah I try to evoke ghostly spirits I close my eyes hoping I dream of dope lyrics During slumber, born under the sun of the summer Now I'm waiting for the world-war With the magic number to come Bringing nuclear thunder-the drum Is at one with my heart, the two halves of my sum The fire and the sun separable to none Unintelligible thoughts brought forth by forked tongues It's only ever uttered under breath Or out of ear-shot so we can't hear what's said But fear not I tread the righteous path through chaos My medium this mic I pa** through the sceance I'm the spirit You sense my presence then you're touched by my essence I clutch the pad and pen The chosen weapons when I step in the arena Hexed by my demons, blessed by Athena Liquid diction, flow like H20 Hidden identity productions...