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313 - Maybe
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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 #5,505
Peak in subgenre #3,088
Author
J-1 (Da Runaway Slave)
Rights
2005 Hardtime Productions
Uploaded
May 27, 2005
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:56
Lyrics
Intro Verse 1 ------- Before my dyign dayz imma chage my wayz Like a fine wine, i'm getting betta with age It wasn't long ago when we were kids remeber them dayz Sippin 40 ouncers, and getting blazed on haze Looking back I'm amazed how shit done changed Although the games rearranged, my styles' the same I pack experience and back it up with mad credentials It's incedental, the way I lace up these instrumentals You heard the name so many times, you can't confuse it This is how we do it, it's street level music My shits so sick, make da illest bitches go insane I hit mental, put to the metal straight to the brain You need brace yourself fool this is a stick up The system currupt, no justice, don't give a fuck So im to da blame, 5, 0, laying charges again The crown, the judge and the jury wanan see me hang Hook ---- Maybe I get a little crazy sometimes Everytime, I end up in trouble Maybe I'm just about to loose my mind But that can hapens when your world is a ghetto Maybe I'm just about to go to jail You da price for actions Maybe I'm just about to make my mil(millions) Just tryna to earn respect and some paper Verse 2 ------- I pimp the fuk these tracks inject my hustle in these songs Live my life like it was short, casue I been struggling for so long I chose the fast lane, till death I gotta stay strong Caught up in the shades of grey stuck between the right and wrong This is for the gee's and this is for the hustlers This is for the DTA bitches, I don't trust ya Load up my lyric tazzer, and then I zap ya Catch me in the right mood on the wrong day you get slap up I do my best to manage all this anger It's about balance, keep it real on this club banger I heat it up so u can't touch this like MC Hammer You paparatzi, don't get too close, I'll smash your camera Focus on them freaks over there, they tripple X Pass it over to my niggas, bamboo and cool flex Show me some love and show me some respect Dis is how we run it on a 5 minute set Hook ---- Maybe I get a little crazy sometimes Everytime, I end up in trouble Maybe I'm just about to loose my mind But that can hapens when your world is a ghetto Maybe I'm just about to go to jail You da price for actions Maybe I'm just about to make my mil(millions) Just tryna to earn respect and some paper
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deaconson
Mar 08, 2008
TIGHT BLOOD MISSING DAT 902