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Permalink Reply by jaz on March 6, 2009 at 6:32pm

" its the return of mr.jaz man it's been a little while (man) im a so stress and so mad,I wish I had a deal"

bastards kill my uncle
the pain knowing that imagine what i go through
people getting rob just because you not from there hood and they dont know
you.
my hood look like trash
innocent people by the law are gettin harrass (man)
they say we need to stop the violence
I saw the innocent guy got killed by a cop, he not in jail his reward is
retirement.
the school system dont teach what we suppose to know
haters get mad when you get extra dough
it seems the law and the people are in this foul s*** together
nothing stable its just what ever
I was thought by my mom dont chase competion but the dream
I will strive for my goal like crack chase by a fiend
they saw every thing that glitter is not gold
when i say david banner hit songs on videos i couldnt understand why
his album was called the greatest stroy ever told.
they say the new school dont listen to the old
it's amazing how the new school trying wear oldschool clothes
what seem new really is old
I will make money ,but to it my soul wont ever be sold
yaw rappers spit fire,I rather spit cold
I trying spit that real story that has already been told

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Permalink Reply by theGrindLab.com on March 6, 2009 at 8:23pm

Come on, man. A bar is the same as a measure, which means 16 lines in a verse generally equals 16 bars (unless you're spittin off pairs every measure).

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Permalink Reply by MISTA -TE' FROM PURE GAME ENT. on March 6, 2009 at 8:49pm

YEAH YOU RIGHT CUZ , DUDE DID SAY 8 BARS THATS A HALF OF VERSE, ITS 2 LINES OR 2 BARS PER PHRASE.

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Permalink Reply by theGrindLab.com on March 14, 2009 at 9:10pm

'Preciate the co-sign. I thought I was trippin for a sec.

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Permalink Reply by Cousin Curtis on March 6, 2009 at 9:25pm

yup

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Permalink Reply by Cousin Curtis on March 6, 2009 at 9:27pm

New Mixtape from DJ Who Cares
Link: http://6abd231b.realfiles.net

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Permalink Reply by R8A4H5 on March 6, 2009 at 11:16pm

Whats good all...new 2 the site

Painting With These Words

Everbody witness from the hims & the hers.
Until even in the jungles, now my name will cause a stir...
You see, Im NOT sayin that I movin weight like Frank Lucas,
But ridin on the mules be the units of my music

Yes I be the truest, you can hold ya breath
Till you face royal bluish. And your heart no longer movin
Disintergratin rappers up, cuz yes I be the Hammer of
Dawn, word is born Gears of War I get my battle on

(I don’t really think that ya niggas hearin me)
So Ima paint the picture more vividly..
& even if it takes every ounce of me
I'll show you non believers that im the man I claim 2 be

SINGLE FATHER WIT SOLE CUSTODY
My family, guaranteed, will always have the love of me
Blood is thicker then water & money over b******
For the snitches, you & Luca Bratzzi sleepin w/ the fishes

Buggin till my bank acct start 2 see digits.
Spittin so my fans OD when they witness
Cirtified, bonafied, simme-fried piffness
You can call me Rah n yes im out w/ the quickness...

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Permalink Reply by shaneezy on March 7, 2009 at 12:50am

Yall listen i'ma talk'bout tha difference of tha distance
between real rap n lame ass, kill that with game's track
still snap but can't take cuz i feel bad 'bout dime swap
after all, i'm gonna tell u bout the rapper faults
cap to hold, but he dun kno how to rap'em hole
so, believe me i juz a vigga
but n**** i want get in touch n' see ya
i can freestyle like Henry in fifa
like a diva on the catwalk
like a n**** used to speak tha bad words
i do 8 bars and 16 lines to greetin'
mah yahoo nickname is kiema15, so nice to diss yall :D
i'm joke man, so nice to meet yall
i neva thought that i can go to this far
for mah girlfriend, i always miss ya
although ya left me, but inside i still need ya

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Permalink Reply by R8A4H5 on March 7, 2009 at 8:11am

Look, im comin from the 8…4… 5 whea I ride
R A H my name I reply…
Dominatin this game, you gotta nominate him
Haters gotta hate him while the doubters underrate him

But ima be the loudest no debatin,
Slit the throat of Satan so my soul's not forsaken...
Not Constantine, or any dark angel
Still connected w/ God imbilicle to navel

Lead the rap game willin and im able
Cain is like my brotha tho, slayin these beats.
The pinnacle I reach from syllables I speak
All the nonsense cease while ya boy Rah teach

Or preach, (church), playin piano is Lurch
Fester got tha shovel he gon put u in tha dirt
Wednesday smiles when she see u in tha hearse
The Addams family give u tragedy, Im at ya funeral

Rappin kinda merrily, (oh yea)and I don’t give a
F*** about ya guap aka called salary
But please holla at me when u talkin bout tha broccoli
So high im chinky eyed n wize like Socrates

The prophecy, for me to change the world u see…
Is forthcoming, I know you needin something
So call this a taste, and I hope u don’t waste
Don’t spill n jus chill w/ a rappa so ill


For Glory

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Permalink Reply by Ramses on March 8, 2009 at 11:24am

rick ross, punk b****, ate your own head
real ricky ross is gonna go ahead
and leave you dead
50 killed you
no one feeled you, you messed up
made a big mistake
calling 50 out, it was terminate on sight
you put up no fight
you couldn't even go by queens at night
your b**** ass was so scared you didnt even go in broad daylight
your ass wouldve gotten f*****
everyone got a glock tucked
miami dont even back you up
they wanna see you fall back
you couldn't make a diss to save your life
you a p****, scared of a little knife
wait until you see the nine
you got yourself f***** up real fine

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Permalink Reply by jaz on March 8, 2009 at 9:48pm

j.a.z j.a.z j.a.z j.a.z

I feel so defeated
my uncle dead i cant believe it
I got a vision but neggaz laugh cause they don't see it

so i say j.a.z j.a.z j.a.z j.a.z ( say it slowly)

j.a.z thats the name so remember it
my uncle may be dead but me giving up my dream doesnt fit....now listen
you rappers or any body cant step into my dimension
im trying catch my goals as if the kid was fishing
I dont care if what u say bout me because i forever be...........

j.a.z j.a.z j.a.z j.a.z (say it slowly)

I forever feast like i'm eating a long lasting dinner
even if certain outcomes in my life may not be great i still face it like a winner
Im not just geting out my mother wound so im not a beginner
yeah i go to church you may do to but we still are sinners
best believe i do me until in this world theres no me
neggas try kill game fast i perfer slowly
my flow sick I'm amaze the words that i'm typing ain't leanin
I don't do no drugs or beer only hip hop is what im fiendin
like a march made by martin luther king
I post up the words j.a.z
yup thats me

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Permalink Reply by kenneth on March 9, 2009 at 7:12am

im so slick like a lubercated d***,
i leave you in fear like this was blair witch,
smack you so hard youll live witta twich,
you po b**** im here to get rich,
then i drop it low like i just hit a switch,
i put my own stitches in your eye cuz your a snitch,
f***** bushes daughters called it destruction of government property,
what they gon do you know they cant f*** wit me,
they couldnt snipe me from a tree while im carrying grocries,
im the one that make people flea like theres police,
in the area when your on parole and just got released,
but you almost got caught doin something completly ileag,
i shouldnt be here cause im outta your league,
im a major ma fucka your just a minor tease,
ill make you put your hands up and get on your knees,
all this s*** cause i wanted your stupid car keys

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