LMAO, i found this last night and was spliting my sides reading this. seriously this is weak as fuck because its the first full track i ever wrote. we're talking early 99 here.

enjoy.

N.W.J.O. (north-west jump off)

my nerves are wrecked, i'm a nervous wreck/
feeling worthless yet, got no respect/
im just another white boy with a rap tune/
after all these years the systems got to change soon/
the upper class is hard to break, make no mistake/
if you're poor you'll stay poor unless you got a break/
it never comes, you can sit in a store, ass-kissing/
waiting for your pay that you thought was gonna get raised/
it never does will you sit there cimplaining?/
about the life your wasting and the money you're chasing/
and the movies and magasines got me aspired/
to be a rock ot movie star, get that mountain climbed/
if you make it, toss a rope player, you've got no choice/
like tupac said "you aint shit without your homeboys"/
if you crack it open dont forget where you come from/
coz theres a billion others out there who've been done wrong/

(hook)
when the party get started and the crowd gets loud/
and you're sitting off, alcohol, round after round/
you can't back it out and you cant run off/
coz in the north-west this is the jump off/

(verse 2)
when i first came through it was a flare in the darkness/
a white shadow learisis, i still remain cautious/
pulled my game together, i was down for whatever/
wrote myself up better and never let 'em sweat-a/
for sure, this is the North-West jump off, UK hardcore/
a long time coming, what the hell were we waiting for?/
(An invitation) i thik to start our own rap shit/
but i gotta make my own way, my own solo trip/
even if you dont recognise, it wont go away/
you can celebrate pop shit, but it wont last, believe me/
now im on stage, it seems the whole system rearranged/
we've got haters and critics but that remains the same/
16 line phenomenon, but unlike any standard song/
it serves to put right what was damned as being wrong/
on the east side of the atlantic, we celebrate these new hits/
if the track fits, hear it, you wont regret/

(hook)

(verse 3)

i could rock this motherfucker,even drugged up on morphane/
dress to impress but this aint no fucking game/
its the rapper Jay DeeP, and i know you complain/
about the success i'm getting and your stress and your strain/
to step up to this level, you gotta step up a whole plane/
make a plan to break in and get your own fame/
but unitl that day comes you'll just sit there amazed/
staring like a hungry bitch, a solid locked gaze/
this UK creation starts a brand new phase/
and it pays to be involved and it pays to make plays/
so fuck what you thought you knew, thus begins a new age/
the merseyside are rising up, these cold days/
are responsible for fellas turning green and running out/
are responsible for brand new busters in this smoke out/
the northwest flavour stick up or back out/
if you aint down with the baseline you best to drop out/

(hook)


first time i posted this on a website ever. this is my 16 year old self trying to rhyme. DAMN, i was wack.