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Young Jay Ft. JDaDeal - Its The J-A-Y (Journ Diss)
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This my battle track against Da Journ. JDaDeal, holla at ya for tha hook. Get it right...It's the J-A-Y. nuff said.
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Charts
Peak #21,892
Peak in subgenre #105
Author
Young Jay/JDaDeal
Rights
Illness Productions
Uploaded
July 08, 2004
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MP3 2.3 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Lyrics
hook: its the j-a-y(uh huh), make u go to sleep make ya cry(gyea), form puddles all around ya feet wake up alive? na u still be countin sheep still not dead?(ayo) then u gon have to go thru me verse 1: im sick like cancer, u betta off teachin ballet dancers if u wore a hood, carried a gat, u still wouldnt be gangster like i said betta off dancin, ya homies, ya bangin, me, rip off ya ribs, like u was marilyn manson ya weak like the bling that breaks when I snatch ya chain since you aint got a girl I'ma have to snatch up ya sis for brain u can stay gay but, u gon need to find anotha game switch up ya whole style and find anotha name get ya shook like mohamed ali, like u had parcons disease he got ghostwritas, like bow wow and JD i be rappin bout your mom, like i was slim shady man, u drop shit and spit like u was a baby dude hook verse 2: crash ya crib, blow ya up like word trade center bitch u fuck wit pets but u still aint a veteran yall already kno who im betta than you pass me a pen and pad and i will defeat ya men i'll take out ya whole crew, the whole E R M like i was rubberband man, my rhymes will make ya bend break ya legs, snap ya neck, and shoot ya head assist u to death like j-kidd from nets u aint no vet, my raps disconnect ya net down goes ya rep, u aint set to be a vet man i got hiphopemcees wantin me to be they hitman (why dat?) to make u go to sleep, play ya like a discman, shit man hook verse 3: how u rockin mics when ya cant even rock ya own life(uh huh) how u explicit, in battles, if u act all nice(G'YEAH) ya'll fall drastically like i was crashin flights i will win this fight, spit bars, and bust rhymes(uh huh) still on the grind, start this war, bust nines all u do is type, cuz u aint got no mic u still be textbattlin when u reach to the age of 35 live a dirty life, a cigarette is ya only light ya cant start no fire like u was a caveman like fred lose ya breath, smokin too much, game over ya dead ya sing like beyonce foo, but ur beyond gay dude this is the end, im done, now everything goes silent
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