Dälek - Three Rocks Blessed lyrics

Our slaughter lies in drinking malts and not the porters This ordinary revolutionary lived and fought that modern Malay Mainstay in mainstream, but swam upriver full steam With no liver Hard to figure, logistics and logic entangled Mangled figures in shadows pose no threats This interlude escapes me, kept my tongue wet Daily variation varies on technique one speaks d?k dead verse no rehearse when two meet Magnetic poles read like dead sea scrolls Competish got beat like Rick did Lucy In sky with diamonds, Kept in army jacket lining Sense what that facial structure's hiding Shifty eyes shift like the sands of time, Eternal. Reaching for that dagger in their boot Or their burner. Urban turmoil got me coiled like cobra, Never sober. My soma thrown off the cliffs of Dover. 3 rocks blessed before them hit the floor Took the bottle to the chest, til the head said, "No more!" Pleasures of a man who's poor. Revel in the pain I endure Known to utter ramblings of winos off of straight head Young poor and hated, a darker shade kid. Caught them eye sores, mad jaded Kept my vocals gated Recessive traits emerge when resting on crates Sipping ancient grapes, altering mindstates This life on crumbled papes of a street poet kickin gutter poems, at 8 ohms Unbalanced chrome speaks my misery Forgotten history through modern griot These kids don't rock, speaking on what they have-not. Swore to God they hot like them weed spots And quick to pull that glock But where those sk**s they got? Where's my culture? 3 rocks blessed before them hit the floor Took the bottle to the chest, til the head said, "No more!" Pleasures of a man who's poor. Revel in the pain I endure Transformation of norm to higher apex Truth got stretched like latex Their concern now lay on paychecks Outer lobes got annexed, Dramas play like Hamlet, on modern stage. This script to ears fall vague. Now look this mess you made Caused me to invade type Christian on crusade Should do you in like Cain did Able And render you disabled Should wrap this mic cable round your vertebrae Till your vocal's strained Some say I'm deranged I ate the paintchips off the window pane, Just to dull the pain Must maintain.