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ABL week 9. F.O.A. diss
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Audio Battle League week 9 vs. Freshoutofafrica. Did it off a linkin park sample. Holla @ me fresh, I'll get you a cheese sandwich if you starvin' like that.
kjabz aka yung jabz ny native album comin soon
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Real life shit! Music for the true hip-hop fans!
Watz crackin' hip-hop headz. Itz ya boi JaBz. I am so tired of watz goin' on in music today. I look back at wat hip-hop used to be and I look at it now and it fills me with anger. The pioneers of rap had no idea it was gonna be this way. So I feel it's time for the new generation of music to take it back to it's former glory. I am the voice of the slums. Listen up. ALL TRACKS AND BEATS PRODUCED BY DOCTOR STRANGE!
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #2,748
Peak in subgenre #1,173
Author
Kevin Williams (K-JaBz)
Rights
Kevin Williams (JaBz)
Uploaded
February 09, 2006
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MP3 2.0 MB • 128 kbps • 2:11
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Somebody get him food// This niggaz wastin'// Look @ his waist he ain't aten for dayz// He fresh out of Africa, look @ his skin// Can't even creep him @ night, all you see is his timbs// You was in the motherland, why you here in the states?// And why come on a boat? Couldn't catch you a plane?// Don't comply wit' this niggaz lies Niggaz'll lie// And try to front like K-JaBz ain't the illest alive// I give you the hives, drive-by and leave you to die// My speech is derived from my demeanor and crimes// I can't say it any plainer then this, you wack boy// Have ya outlined in chalk, like a blackboard// Tell em who burned you face// You might escape the fire, but ain't no escapin' the pain// Plus you crispy and you blacker then charcoal// You little ugly dark motherfucka, you still watchin' cartoons// And I ride, I been known to tote// How you fire and you ain't old enough to smoke?// You a DJ just press replay// While you posin' like a thug I got killaz in BK// Harlem and queens we starvin' for beef// Sparkin' the trees, act like you got money// Get robbed on your knees// You not authentic ya styles so bogus// Can't listen to you rap, the volume.....lower it// Ya flow? hatroeus kid and I don't know who wrote ya shit// But you in the burbs, i'm in the hood where the roaches is// I don't wanna hear ya tales and fable raps// Ya rib cage showin', rappin' for table scraps// You already know beatin' me is unlikely// Even you be positive, HIV// I move work on the block with my state I.D.// When they set up the battle why'd you say why me?//
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