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311 - Kung Fu Style
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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 #6,662
Peak in subgenre #3,688
Author
J-1 (Da Runaway Slave)
Rights
2005 Hardtime Productions
Uploaded
May 10, 2005
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:14
Lyrics
Many styles I keep changing up like elements of kung fu Back up, tiger claws and flying kicks attack you Swords sharp as razors, fuk around get shaved fool Nine lives and resurections vials when we come though Packed wit poison darts, aim to hit you in the neck Keep spitting at these niggas till the last one hits the deck Yall should worship me like buddah, cuz the way dis mic gets blessed Hide behind the smoke until I'm ready to confess Dressed in black, ninja mask wrapped around my face Haters wanna stick, I round house kick em out da place 000 Word is bond, lyrics hit ya straight up in ya face Flow is ancient, found my style by digging in crates Mastered the elements of earth, wind and fire Breathing just like a chinese dragon till this 16 bars expire Samuri of the east, I push it to the wire dawg Murda dawgs L.N.T. assasin for hire dawg Hook ---- My stlyes like kung fu posses forms One God one earth, the nation's reborn Ancient like the old skool, my techniques perform Any means nessacary get this shit on Verse 2 -------- Ic00he Ni San CHi, I dont give a whoa Venoom stays deadly it's a poisonus flow Drunken monkey style keep ya ass on the floor Don't slip, hold ya grip, before you get tore Up, raise you cup, green leaf on the puff What fuck, nigga got, kung fu up his cuff Call a bluff, keep my cards close to my stuff 5.0. pull me when they see me in the truck Hand to hand combat, twist nun chucks for play The sensi, run a class of rap like this a day Traditional, u know my ways, the styles of jay Loyal to the roots, da runaway until the grave Map out my teritory like the great wall Yall standing on the sidelines, I'm making shit fall Serious as tounaments, this is how we ball Aint satisfied with have of this shit, I want it all Hook ---- My stlyes like kung fu posses forms One God one earth, the nations reborn Ancient like the old skool, my techniques perform Any means nessacary get thit shit on
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