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Where should the H go?

 
 
Jack Denfeld
15:59 / 15.02.05
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA
Was herbin' em in the home of the Terrapins
Got it dirt cheap for them
Plus if they was short wit' cheese I would work wit' them
Boy and we...got rid of that dirt for them
Wasn't born hustlers I was burpin' em
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo' sheezy my neezy keep my arms so breezy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
Haters want me clapped and chromed it ain't easy
Cops wanna knock me, D.A. wanna box me in
But somehow, I beat them charges like Rocky
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Not guilty, he who does not feel me is not real to me
Therefore he doesn't exist
So poof...vamoose son of a bitch
 
 
rakehell
23:01 / 15.02.05
(It starts with)
One thing / I don’t know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It’s so unreal
Didn’t look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on / but didn’t even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when I tried
so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
 
 
Spatula Clarke
23:09 / 15.02.05
I always think of J to the izzo when I see you, Jack.
 
 
Jack Denfeld
22:12 / 17.02.05
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
'come down now,' but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly. you will hear
The shrillest highs and lowest lows with
The windows down when this is guiding you home
 
 
rakehell
03:16 / 18.02.05
And I'm standing up in my practice room. I'm all alone.
Speakers almost blown and my new Gibson, and oh what the hell.

Things are not so different in my vocal master.
You're the face that launched one thousand shits.
Quakes and Trojans and a thousand shits.
The shits lining the shores of Asia minor.
Lining all the shores of Asia minor.
You can tell that I'm not a minor in Asia no more.

I'm standing up. His is the face that launched a thousand shits.
I'm standing up. This is the face that launched one thousand shits.

This is the face that shot. You'll never have replaced.
Splitting up his kingdom into 3 separate parts,
for his sons and their 3 separate hearts.
 
  
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