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220 - Don't Stop Ya'll
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Hip Hop, Rap, Funk, RnB, Beats
Now what's up all my music people. Glad you all came to check me out on soundclick.com. I'm J-1 (Da Runaway Slave) a.k.a. Mr. Drama, the leader of The Lost Nation Tribe. I'm rapping to you from the north side of the 44th parallel. As a true (902) representer, I gotta keep is real by spiting tight flows in a unique style that combines the flavours of the old and new. When I want to take a break from beat making and DJing, I write and record rhymes. My lyrics are laced with messages that range from real life topics such as love and hate, joy and pain, street dreams and ghetto reality. I know you never came here to read, you came to listen, so the best way to get to know J-1 is to click on the music link above, then play all the tracks on the site at the highest possible vloume. After that, show some love and holla at a playa on the message board or by e-mail. Don't forget to check out Hardtime Production Beats4sale and other artist from the Hardtime Productions Family. Peace and much love and respect to all you soundclick.com members and fans!!!
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #10,311
Peak in subgenre #6,136
Author
J-1 (Da Runaway Slave)
Rights
2004 Hardtime Productions
Uploaded
December 28, 2004
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MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 3:05
Lyrics
Verse 1 ------- I write versus for the hell of it, don't call me god 3 stars on my shoulder, you report to me sarge H N I C boi.., Head Nigga In Charge From Lost Nation Tribe, man..., we living it large At the count one, I pull out the gun And at the count of 2, I point it straight at you At the count of 3, I direct you to flee And if the count hits four, your body drops to the floor I ain't promoting violence, cause I warn ya first And when I die, I need a pimped out ride for my hearse I wanna be burried in the mother land of earth It's just life, it's just death, some call it a curse But I don't give a fuk, im at war with the system Don't push me, I'm explosive like nitro gliceryne It's DaRunaway, bring back, yall call me J The dash, make 1 dope track and 1 hot beat per day Hook ---- Yes, yes yall, dont stop yall , to the beat yall x4 Verse 2 ------- Like a tripple x video, I'm showing it all And like any other huslter, I'm trying ball All around you just penthouse pages on a wall Bunnies bounce like playboy, I don't trip or fall If I slip for a second, I'll spring back quick Like a set of winter rubbers, on the road I stick I turn the heat up like summer, they sweating the dick Little girls gone wild on camera and shit They must, get it from the momma, cause daddy home If she a freak then she a freak, then a leave her alone If he a playa then he a playa, stay out the zone Stay focused on your bizness, and hold your own The world is still a ghetto, for low class people Politicians change, but it will never be equal The saga still goes on like a continual sequel I wonder if I'll see a better day, for real Hook ---- Yes, yes yall, dont stop yall , to the beat yall x4 Break ----- This is it, J-1 (daRunaway Slave) all up in the booth right here Keeping it street but still real at the same time I'm showing luv to those who wanna get out the bricks I'm doing this for all yall who stuck the street Music is the way of life 2004 / 2005 In The World Of "J" it last forever
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