10/29 on seeing Jay in Canada...

I'm not a Canada guy, but i get Canada high,
With a flow so wet it'll be hard to keep Canada dry/
Damn if they try, so many classics can’t wait to hear Jay bust ‘em
iPod filled with so much dope you prolly won’t get thru Customs/
I’m accustomed, to traveling for music, got a reason
If you’re able to doubt you should be counted out for treason/
It’s freezin, in Canada , but worth it to see Hova
Even though your favorite emcee still lives in Nova!/
I’m kidding, of course, Jay’s earned the title ‘greatest’
Cats will travel to different places just to see him rock stages/
Far surpassed famous, more of an international icon
Reach kids across the globe, with or without the mic on/
I hope he puts Mike on, to rap along with a hot song/
Just tell him to hit your boy up at everythingrhymes dot blogspot dot com!

have fun and be careful, mug...

10/28 part 2 F...fawn, fabric, foreigner, feces, fellatio, fermentation, foreshadow, finicky, fanatic, fantasy

I'm one of those finicky mc's that considers fakers foreigners, you fawns spittin feces are about to meet the coroner/its a fantasy if you think you're defeating me in a battle, fold back my foreskin during fellatio so I don't cast a foreshadow/ got beef? Bring more cattle, refer 'em for termination,  compared to mine your raps come second like malolactic fermentation/  I'm a fanatic with this rap shit, it's woven in my fabric, make mc's disappear like they was AIDS and I was Magic!

10/28 what's better?

What's better? A dope battle or good song, a blunt or a good bong, doing what's right or a good wrong?/ what's better? A quiet evening at home or an all nighter, rockin a large crowd or small cipher, a train bomber or stall writer?/ what's better? A classically trained dancer or street breaker, musician or beat maker, strong Beam or a weak Maker's?/ what's better? A  full iPod or crates of vinyl, church with reverend Run or saying grace with Lionel?/ what's better? Retro Jordan's or clean One's, dirty or clean fun, a solo win or a team one?/ what's better? A studio album or live show, you stay while I go, shit - how should I know?/ What's better? To me it's all oranges and apples, SoBe's and Snapples, Crunch bars and Krackles/ clotheslines and tackles, money clips and wallets, drug addicts and alcoholics, damn coach I can't call it!

10/27 eff the phillies

So NY's known for baseball, busy days and sleepless nights huh, while Philly ain't been hot since Mike Schmidt and Lenny Dykstra/ I'm known for rippin mics brah, gettin straight silly, moved on to Dutches cuz I can't stand the phillies/ a city, of brotherly love to me sounds like some fags, watch me burn up a uniform and pee on a red hat/ get that? step back, autopilot do this yearly, all we do is win pennants and go to the world series/ clearly a better team, better city, better fans, I hope that next October the phillies got some better plans!  

10/26 crew

Okay, this oughtta be a live one, when it comes my crew the word friend just don't describe 'em/ where im from they're siblings this kid brings the rhyme raw, this is who I rhyme for, who I'd break a bamas spine for/ who I'd sign the dotted line for, prolly sell my soul too, me and half my boys prolly roll thru your whole crew/ i told you, most ain't ready for T-Y or Teddy, JMills cosmic chuck Shay-Z Red or Eddie/  plus Nicky Ritz, Sal, Treech, Bob and BNick, making waves when we spit, you faking end up seasick...bet.

ps..rhymecamp went live on friday and what happened was not practice. it was the hiphop gods letting us know that we're on the right track.

10/25 leftovers

An oldie but .....



I'm what they call a Jack of all trades but the master of none, alright - that's a lie I'm the master of one/ I'm a disaster, this bastard tackles rappers for fun, laugh at 'em, blast and see how fast they can run/ outlasted by none, surpassed the best the test passed I aced it, your broke raps are basic on some brokeback and gayshit/ music's blaring time to face it, pay the piper meet your maker, a little Makers Mark and water turn on the beat I'll seek out fakers/ bring the heat to herds of haters, the world's a stage and we're the players, my vision's Tarantino violence mixed with Scorcese layers/ plus the dialogue of Woody Allen sometime in the seventies, words deserve to be heavily, preserved and observed for centuries/ they say the best inventions be birthed out of necessity, my notebook looking like the joy of cooking but with rhymes instead of recipes.....