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.

this aint a mattress^^

hahahah love it johnny...

i could rock this motherfucker,even drugged up on morphane/
dress to impress but this aint no fucking game/

hahahhahaha ill shit

you used to call yourself jay deep??

let this be a lesson to all cats and kittens....elevation elevation elevation...try try try again,and if its still whack try again....

straight illness johnny hahahha

Dude half that shit didn't rhyme, yo I'll post one that's funnier then that, my friend did it way back when, it's funny shit yo give me a minute

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Submitted: January 12, 2003
By:
BRough

R lo someone had to tell you this
your rap is shit
Stop choking on dick
and make some sense with it
All you do is rap is about jews, midgets, and hobos
like your something more than the average homo
You should throw in your rhymes and give it up
hide in a corner cause your lines suck
Dig a hole and bury your head
Out cast yourself; become friends with madman
Maybe pick it up in a few years
when your over being queer.
Whats that r lo? Not goin to college
Working at hotdog on a stick until you're a father.
We all know how you got the job
Sucked a few dicks and gave a few handjobs
Jumping up and down while juicing things
Handing out hotdogs to little kids
All this and more for a few hours of work
What a deal for a mixed mut
Oversized people that food seems to call
How could you resist, such a perfect job.
And then there was also you know who
I'll leave nameless for now cause i know your face is turning blue
R lo your one sick fuck
You should give it up and shut the fuck up
Go share a corner with madman
Live in shame
Some day you'll be cool
But it isn't today
All I can say is don't mess
Cause da masta of rhymes will fuck you up.

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Now if that shit ain't funny I don't know what is, you may not get it cause it's about me and my friends but their's a lot more from where that came from yo check out his site and click on "Rhymes"
www.geocities.com/tizightrhymes

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