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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 #1,123
Peak in subgenre #570
Author
J-1 (Da Runaway Slave)
Rights
2005 Hardtime Productions
Uploaded
February 27, 2005
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MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 3:13
Lyrics
Lost Nation Tribe Verse 1 ------- The first member of the L.N.T. click Lost Nation Tribe, recognize, we come represent Sraight out the last stop, so underground The only way to escape dis is to runaway or get popped Da big vioce from da north, the drama from da east What you want playa,voilence or peace Dis is gangsta style like da west, no kevlar vest I been blessed, D.T.A. 4 Life, tatted on my chest Loyal to streets, and deez beats, 4ever Don't fuk about feelings, bitch, it's all about the cheddar I ain't quiting yet, voices in my head say I can do better From sentences, to words, I break it down by to every letter Some think I'm hostlye, but that ain't true It's like culture shock, living in da 902 Peeps be hating daily, jeaslouse of the shit we do Here comes the Lost Nation Tribe, call boyz in blue Verse 2 ------- It's the Runaway, too strong to ever get silelenced I'm so deep, to me, you'll need a degree politiacal science Still remain defiant, till I D.I., U See I Been mastering the fuk out these tracks since I was knee high Dressed in combats like a G.I. call me Joe Hold up.. bout to drop the bomb, betta call me TaliBan Tell the system NO, like Ali said to vietnam Too da east my brotha,u knwo what side of the fence im on Keep my roots afro centric, take it back to the blood Pour some liquor for niggas, then it's striaght to the club Make dis music for 4 my people, yall show me some love On so high in this booth, so my altitudes notch above On autopilot, like a 747 Am I living hell on earth, or is this ghetto life in heaven I seeking revenge and take whats mine, I out for justice Singed with hardtime, this is is how the lost nation tribe bust it
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