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(Uh!) Lemme set scenes
(Uh!) 2016 (Uh!)
Not existing's (Uh!) will to roll on, (Uh!)
But the roads long (Uh!) and i'm so sure! (Uh!)
Another social event I haven't spoken... (Uh!)
So I wrote some, (Uh!), shitty rap songs, (Uh!)
Didn't record! (Uh!) I just sat on, (Uh!)
Every shit little rap, rhyme bar that I thought of
Shot off the chain, like i was sawn off! (Ruhr!)
So i saved 'em; 2 years; stored 'em
School got worse; was culled by the boredom
But I warned 'em, if a bar's shot toward 'em
They'll regret hitting me - 'Till i was boiling!
So one morning; sat, scorned; victim;
Pissed of at every motherf*cker who had hit him
He wrote up a quick hymn' poetry in motion;
Flows, he was speeding; nobody could slow him!

The Jay-Lee EP's coming swiftly -
Drop it; disappear, see if anyone will miss me!
Anyone whose listening! Not even hundred -
Witnessing hip hop history in the making!
[my family's insanity surrounding me
And a bunch of assholes who just keep on hounding me!]
Naturally released the thing; buzz contagious;
Locally was famous - look what Jay just did!

But plays were shit; and the rage set in
I put years into this, but it ain't great!
So I'm angry; blatantly derailing;
Spike just did a diss that was aimed at my family!
Went mad; went doolally; made a couple disses at him -
Made another EP - wasn't happy; scrapped it -
To the f*cking trash heap, was a black sheep
In the factory that packaged up reality, and that's
An actual fact to me, but -
I don't need a f*cking rap to see -
The chatter of debauchery is making me a mockery; and
Everyone can laugh at me, but that's just
Off the path for me; the arts the only bar to meet;
And now I'm starting clean!
The slates wiped, and Jay's hyped to chase lights and
Waste nights with - great mind to rewind -
Create rhymes that relate to his life; But
Escape the pain, strife; and he might
Receive all the dislike - but it's why he still writes and
It's time I decide to; release my first album
Since Jay-Lee EP was clowned on...