CD TRACKS HERE NOW!!

MJ RECORDZ - HUDDERSFIELD - TEENAGERS DIE!! www.myspace.com/mjrecordingz LAYDEE S- LEMINHTON SPA - FLY AWAY www.myspace.com/mizzsarz

URBAN MUSICAL

is a project that will consist of many young people, talented in music (singing, mcing,producing, playing a instrument, dancing) and people talented in arts (creativity) this project allows young people to be noticed for who they are, and thier talents like never before, frm the community to recognise what they do, not that they just rob from shops, and beat people up! we need to change the image! if things dont change, think of the nex generation, al readi pickin up gats, and shanks.

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YOUNG GLOUCESTERSHIRE , INCREASE THE PEACE

THANKS 2

SEVERN SOUND - for giving us a chance to make this happen

WHAT WE NEED FROM U

we need producers, mcs, singers... (( if you would like to produce a track on "street life" it..l go on to cd. then on the night of the perfomence, you..d be asked to come and perform!!)) if any one could do something towards URBAN MUSICAL we would be so THANKFUL, in return you would get promotion through us! hope to hear from you guys. THANKS URBAN MUSICAL TEAM

UrBaN MuSiCaL CD COmIN Soon

involves artists such as RoadRunner - East London Sweetz - Wolverhampton Neeta - Wolverhampton Rdr - Birmingham Laydee S - Lemington Spa Mj-RecOrdz - Huddersfield  Clapz - London Shin / Realo / Deverlish & Danny C - South London

If You Wanna Be oN Our CD Thenn Hitt Us Upp Noww

The CD Is All Voluntary Promoting All Artists Over The UK.. Statin How Life Is On The Streets.. Songz Cumin Soon To Our Pageeee.... But Hit Us Up For More Infooo... If You Wannt A Coppy Of The CD..It..l Be ABle To Buy Sooon... All Money Raised Is Towards The Overall Show!! Thanks Guys http://www.myspace.com/urbanmusical i am going not to threat any whoresCause I don't need none of emPush them to temptationDitch to persuasionAll the whores suck cockNigger how you play emThats why I don't sleep with emI just freak on emstick the dick in their mouthTake it outAnd I sky on themThat nigger that white nighterThe bitch exciterproblem number one there just SKETS  fuck em ...They is a New Album OUT NOW!! "Cycle Of Life Or Life Cycle"22 Tracks ... Wrote by Laydee Sparkles ((Emma)) And Sang/Rapped By Mj-RecOrdz (( Me )) To See A preview ov one of the Tracks go on www.myspace.com/mjrecordingz Should Auto PLAY !! That One Mj-RecOrdz - i Love You Be Mine waz Wrote By Me Tho Hope Ya Liek Feel Free To Add Me On My Space My Msn Ask For It If You Want a Thew More Previews If You Like The One On My Space And i Will Send Em You On Msn Thankz Mj-Recordingz ..... YES GIRLS 3 NEW TRACKS JUST FOR U GIRLS ITS THE HOLE MIX TAPE AND THEY MORE  IF U WANT EM ULL HAVE TO MESSAGE ME X RATE ME PLEASE .....I got msn my myspace is www.myspace.com/mjrecordingz listen n add me .. im a rap artest producer ... Some barz i did ? check it  >> Rampage on stage,my crews in a rageSearched my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gaugeManiac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razorRemember thatCold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quakeI can't live on bread and water or lobster and steakMy mino's a riot gun,there ain't none biggerAbout to unload the ammo,"E" squeeze the triggerThey say I'm violent,they should watch their T.V.They say I'm brutal,they should check their P.D.You made me,now your kids rave meI rap about the life that the  streets gave meMurder,intrigue,somebody must bleedFrom the rollin' 60's to the nickerson "G"Pueblos,grape street,this is what I seeThe jungle,the 30's,the V.N.G.Life in Huddz. ain't no cup of teaSqueeze the triggerI've been dogged out by cops,shackled and sockedPaid my dues to the streets,took my hard knocksDisrespected by snobs,damn near trampled by mobsPersecuted by squares workin' nine to five jobsLike a panther I prowl ,like a lion I growlLearn to see behind my back like the head of an owlI'm the voice of the youth,the prophet of truthWhat I speak is really though someMay say ruthless tactics are takin' by me to awakenPeople to life but I feel no fakin'No jivin',no lyin',no frontin',no playin'Say exactly whats up,understand what I'm sayin'Ban me,try it,you might cause a riotWhat the radio won't play,the underground will supply itI'm a MC pirate that's loud not quietRadical as they make'em,make a rule I'll defy itCritics may say I'm wise,some may call my words liesI've lived more in one day than they will in their livesBut most do respect the words I injectKick credit for realism and the truth I projectBecause I could bust rhymes for fun,or cut MC's like a knifeBut the topic I love is the drama of lifeSo don't diss me don't dare,I feel you should careYou may think I'm soft but you're just unawareOf the wrath of the Ice enraged prepareFor a true nighmareSqueeze the triggerCops hate kids,kids hate cops,cops kill kid's with warnin' shoutsWhat is crime and what in not?what is justice?I think I forgotWe buy weapons to keep us strongReagan sends guns where they don't belongThe controversy is thick and the drag is strongBut no matter the lies we all know who's wrongHomeless sleep on the city streetsWaitin' to die with nothin' to eatWhile rich politicians soak their feetIn the pools at their ten million buck retreatsPeople hate people for color of faceNo one had a choice in the race we were placedA brother in Huddz  was beaten and chasedMurdered cold in the streets, a goodamn disgraceJust because of his race,his life went to wasteAnd no one went to jail when the court heard the caseJustice or corruption?it's all interlacedHow can you swallow this?I can't stand the tasteSqueeze the triggerI get paid for chillin',cold makin' a killin'My pockets keep fillin',I got dollars to the ceilin'Got a safe in my floor,car got bullet proof doorsEvery time I rock the mic I leave you wishin' for moreBecause my raps ain't bull,got cold stupid pullYou wanna eat my rhymes like candy,till your mind's over fullBut most MC's today ain't got nothin' to saySo Stop and get out my way coz Mjis back in this game ....More Barz .. u Dun KnOw Brainstorm microphone atachmentThis is  words from a timebombAttack speed fast as an F15Raise the heat light thhe gasolineOverload it might cause a blackoutDead endThere's no chance to back outHit the tripwireDuck from the gunfireBroken glass screech'n car tires bodies hit the deckAs I commence to wreckEject another clip and drip sweatFace of danger increasin' dangerPoint blankI smoke another strangerGrip the mic tightI see the brake lightsHit the back doorI lay down cross the floorE's on the wheelsHe makes the rubber squelBlood's on my gearFrom caps I've peeledAbout a block away I sit upLook backIt wasn't nothin' but aMicrophone contract!Dressed in black I stalk my preyParabellum in a leather attacheLow tones I speak, I speak to fewJust give me the moneyand who the fuck to doFour blocks away my aim's cleanNight scope on a silence carbinePlace my crosshairs on my vic's eyeSqueeze the triggerWatch the brains flyViolent? Yeah you could call me thatInsane? You're on the right trackBut turn the sounds upSo I can stay ampedDo another crew and breaak campThe only way I sleep is in a cold sweatYou think I'm crazy?You ain't see shit yetCause I love to kill and kill for funThe microphone goes offLike a handgunIt's goin' down nowGrab your girl hopesNo excuses when the bodiesbegin to dropLook in my face foolIt look like I'm play'nDon't become anotherVictim of mic slayin'What's up?You want your feet in some concrete?I got some brothersThat'll do you for gold teethBut most the time I move, I move aloneTake a batBreak your motherfuckin' domeShoot you dead in the faceWith a sawed offOne hundred ten degreesi don't get softCause I'm hard as they comeI come correctYou can't handle the vandal hit ejectIf not you better getOut my face suckaOr else you better beA good bullet duckerCause I'm a rip shopTell that ass dropyo fuck a damn cop!Cause I move hard and coldWith a gangster strollFive thousand dollar suitsAnd fly goldRolex, you can't fit no moreDiamonds on itPinky ring, worth a houseIf I decide to pwn itWhat's up now punk?Yo start to choke up?You'll get broke up!Midnight, time for a homicideShowtime, somebody's gonna dieE hits the switchAnd thouands of volts connectWith the weapon that's in my fistI see a sucka in the third rowTry'n to riffA paragraph and a half he's stiffI start bustin' Tears flyI'm like a psychoIn the mircrophone zoneSpeakers blown, mind goneI can't be touchedOnce my lyrics begin to flySimple stage radiationCould make ya dieYa got a prob niggayou think your rep's bigger?Hold your heard right thereWhile I squeeze the triggerCause I'm a crazy motherfuckerThat's no jokeMy favorite smell isThe aroma of gunsmokeI'm bustin' off anotherLyrical nightmareParents hate the miceYou think that I care?Well I don't give a fuckCause I rhyme toughDrop science, still bust the ill stuffSo now it's time for crimeAnd the rhyme is mineTrack the movementHide from the punchlineI rhyme with quicknessMicrophone fitnessThe assassinatorStay off the shit list