ZONE MI HAVE A STORY FI TELL U, THIS IS NAZTY NAZ ABOUT FI ENTER, SO TALK START
WAH DAY HYPER BOWER SLICE TOAST BREAD, HIM NYAMSUM AND LEGGO 50 BAGGA DARK FART

HIM GO REMANO CENTRE FI GO PICK UP KrYISIS AND A DI CAR JUST BARELY A TRACKLE
HIM CALL WYZGOAT BUT HIM SEH HIM HAVE %&%* STAIN CAUSE HIM JUST EAT ROTTEN APPLEZ

I LAUGH TILL I IPIS, CAUSE GENIUS AKA DUNCE BUY HIM MAC AND RAM WID DI GOAT MONEY
MI LAUGH TILL MI DEH A GRung LIKE A DRUMMER ROACH, CAUSE DI WHOLE THING FUNNY

DI SAME GOAT USE TO DEAL WID BOOOOOM AKA BLUE BALLS, AND THAT JUST SEEM IRONIC.DONT?
DAT MEAN SAY DI GOAT GI WYZCO BLUE BALLS....A DAT TIME LAUGHTER AMOUNT

JUST GO HOME GUH COOK SOME FOOD, SO MI LIGHT A FYAHSTICK AND MEK SOME FRY RICE AND BUN UP GAME-TONGUE
A JOKE MI A MEK, JEEESAZ CHRIST, DONT HATE, GIRL POWER MI SEH, UR FIFTEN MINUTES A FAME DONE



nick names
naz--naz-ty naz
jhandsum--nyamsum
darklaw-darkfart
dj fifty--50bag
wyzco --wyzgoat
Ip--Ipiss
javan --taxi man
gamepun-bun rice
booom--blue ballz
dj drummer--drummeroach
genius-duncebat
remano-remancentre
hyperactive--hyperbowpower aka bush god
appelz--rotten applez
krysis--krasis
slicebread-toaster boi
who have a problem..sorryyy...ahm we dont give a ****
looooooooooooool#dead


NEW ADDITION

FBI--fart-bi


-- Edited by dj naz on Sunday 25th of April 2010 03:37:12 PM

IM TIRED OF WEARING THIS SAD FACE JUST TO MATCH LIFE'S PRESURE AND STRESS
TIRED OF DOING SINS AND GUILT STRIKES SO I HAVE TO GO CHURCH TO CONFESS

TIRED OF TELLING PPL THAT SOMEDAY WILL GET BETTER KNOWING IT WILL NEVER
TIRED IF TELLING PPL DONT GIVE UP KNOWING ITS JUST A HARD ENDEAVOUR

TIRED A THIS PLASTIC SMILE AND FIGUREEN HAPPINESS...GIVE ME NEW LIFE
TIRED OF TURNING ON MY RADIO IN THE MORNINGS TO HEAR BOUT PPL STRIFE

TIRED A INTERNET WITH ZONE, FACEBOOK A, TWITTERS AND LINKS
TIRED A BREAKFAST FRIED...TIRED OF CONSUMING FLITTERS AND DRINKS

TIRED OF HEARING BOUT CRIME RATE, THE FACT THAT IT TRIPS ON MURDERS
LIFE IS JUST LIKE  A STEADY LOW DIET...MI TIRED A CHIPS AND BURGERS

TIRED OF HEARING EVILS CRY, GOOD LIVITY NEED FI WARN A DEVIL
TIRED FI A TRY AND NAAH ADVANCE...TELL FRENS SEH MI DEH PON ANOTHER LEVEL

TRIED OF WRITING...ACTUALLY MI FEEL SLEEPY AND IM OUT
IM TIRED OF SPEAKING MY MIND, SO I WRITE AND TIME TO SHOUT

've gave up a piece my heart I put you in it's place
You were the air I breathe every breath I would take
Losing you would simply mean losing myself
Losing all sense of reality 
All sense of me and who exactly I am
Girl you became my heartbeat
You want me to let you go but I can't
How could I say goodbye to another piece of me
Another piece of my heart
But even though that's the hardest thing you every asked of me
I'm willing to sacrifice my self to see you smile
Even if it is the very last thing I see in this world
In this lifetime
I can be content knowing I was the cause
Knowing that in the very end my life was worth something
Something more than the simple waking up in the mornings
My heart my love my soul 
Your name reflects all that is good within me
My love is yours forever 
Even if you do leave
The memories we make will remain
Allowing me to feel that pain
Allowing me to at least know I am still alive

The midnight sun gazes upon our bodies
Intertwined in the dance of love
Two bodies becoming one
As nature has blessed us
The cool air causes strange but welcome sensations as it breathes upon our skins
Your long dark hair covers your supple body beads of sweat glistening in the moonlight 
Your body oozes sexual arousal 
Calling to me in a tempting voice
I listen I follow I obey the call
Increasing the tempo of our dance
Your shouts of pleasure echo in my ears
All else blocked out I'm tuned to only you
We constantly change the style and feel if our dance
Alternating between fast and slow
Calm and rough
Hours upon hours we dance
Never losing our connection
The two opposing mountains upon your chest moving in sync to the beat our bodies play 
You push your head back let out a low guttural sigh
I know the dance is approaching it's end
Your body goes limp in my arms as you let out a savage moan of pleasure
I hold you and continue to dance but I too have reached my limit
I moan with pleasure and sadness as the dance ends
The midnight sun has become the midday moon
We sleep as one waiting for the night when our dance begins again

THIS GOES OUT TO THE GIRL WHO I JUST CANT STOP LOVE, SHE'S SUCH A WIFE
SHE'S BEEN EVERYWHERE WITH ME, SHE'S SUCH A INSPIRATION SHE'S MY LIFE

IM SO JEALOUS OF HER, SHE GIVES A POSITIVE MESSAGE AND AT THE SAME TIME ITS WAR
SHE CANT HELP IT EVERY NITE SHE'S IN THE CLUBS, DANCES AND EVEN POOL BARS

SHE'S THE FIRST I HEAR IN THE MORNINGS, YEP ITS LIKE SHE'S ALSO IN MY HOME
I SEE HER EVERYWHERE ONLINE, EVEN THE BOYS AND GIRLS WANT HER ON MEDIA ZONE

I KNOW FOR A FACT THAT SHE IS IN ALL HYPE VEHICLES, EVEN TAXI AS WELL
MI HEAR SEH SHE DEH CHURCH PON SUNDAYS, I WONDER IF SHE GOING TO BE IN HELL

SHE DEH PON DI ARTIST DEM MYSPACE, EVEN DI MAN DEM STUDIO, SHE'S GOOD AND VERY NAUGHTY
SHE MEK MI CALM, SOMETIMES THEM CALL POLICE SEH SHE DISTURBING WHEN DEH A DI PPL PARTY

SHE CARRY HARSELF TO EVERY CORNERS IN SOCIETY,  SHE HAVE THE ABILITY TO MOVE PPL
SHE MOTIVATE MI IN MY POEMS, BUT SOMETIEMS SHE CAN SEEM SO EVIL

SHE DEH A DI CINEMA THEATRE, A START SCARE PPL WID HAR HIGH FRIGHT
SHE A GO DEH A ATI, SHE DID DEH A JOUVERT, SHE HAFFI DEH A NIGH NIGHT

SHE'S MY NUMBER ONE GIRL, EVEN WHEN MI MARRIED, SHE WILL BE THERE, I WONT REFUSE IT
I LOVE U SO MUCH DARFLIN, AND HER WONDERFUL NAME IS MUSIC









-- Edited by gamepun on Tuesday 14th of July 2009 09:40:10 PM

I MISS THE FUN DAYS...THE DAYS OF JOYS LAUGHTERS AND PLEASURE
THE DAYS WHEN WE WUD RUN JOKES ON EACH OTHER AT OUR LEASURE

I MISS THE DAYS WHEN MI CALL KON POOSEY JUICE OR ****TTY BREATH
THE DAYS WHEN BREEDA USE TO COMMENT B4 THE POST EVEN SET

BUT NOWADAYS ITS MADDA THIS....MADDA THAT...MAN DEM NAAH NUH FEELINGS
MI HAFFI LOG OUT MORE WHILE AND BUILD AND HOLD A MEDZ HIGH LIKE CEILINGS

NO ONE TAKES THE TIME OUT TO PREE THE WRONGS..I WONDER WHERE ALL THE HURRY CAME
IF U STEP PON A MAN CORN...IS LIKE HIM HUFF AND PUFF AND WAAH BLOW DUNG YUH HOUSE LIKE HURRICANE

PPL SO IGNORANT NOWADAYS..IF U CORRECT THEM....DEM WAAH LIGHT U UP LIKE A SWITCHBOARD
KRYSIS HAFFI WATCH HIS WORDS...KON HAFFI TALK LESS..AND AS USUAL THE ONE GLITCH BORED

THE PLACE START RUN A WAY...IF IT WAS REAL LIFE WE WUDDA DIE FROM ALL THIS E-VIOLENCE
BADRASTA WIN SYNERGY AND SEE ENVY...NEW MODS A RUN IT PROPA...AND BY THE WAY WHERES SILENCE

THIS IS BY NO MEANS THROW WORDS OR CORNS INNA FOWL COOB FOR PICKING
WE ALL NEED FI REALISE SEH LIFE IS NOT SET AT ONE PACE AND TIMES GOES ON TICKING

SOMEDAY SUGA WILL LEAVE...ONE DAY MADEST WILL SMOKE THE LAST SPLIFF..ITS JUST A MATTER OF WHEN
I DONT NEED FORGIVENESS FROM NO MAN..I SAID WHAT I SAID...AND GOD AND MY YUTE ARE MY ONLY FREN

BUT JUST KNOW THAT WHEN U ACHIVE NEW HIEGHTS OF GREATNESS THERE WILL BE ACRES OF HATRED
AND THAT BEHIND THIS LOG IN SYSTEM IS A BUNCH A SAD, TALENTED LONELY PPL SHARING MUSIC BEHIND BAAY THREAD

WHEN WILL WE EVER TELL JUBALSON SEH BLESS UP FI GIVE US ALL THOSE NEW ARTICLES
OR COBRA FOR KEEPING MY HARD DRIVE FULL...OR FIREMAN FOR BUILDING THE VIBES..BUT THEYRE JUST PARTICLES

SIMPLE MICROSCOPIC DOTS ON THE WORLD WIDE WEB...JUST SIMPLE MEMBERS...NOT IN ONE UNITY
WE NEED TO SHOW OUT MEMBERS THAT THEY ARE VALUABLE AND HARD WORK MEANS ALOT IN THE WEB COMMUNITY

JUST BECAUSE IM IN JAMAICA AND KELIA IS IN FRANCE...DONT MEAN WE WILL BE HARD..SOME SOFT
THERE IS A NEXT LIFE YES....IT HAS REAL PPL AND ITS OUT THERE ONCE THIS POWER BUTTON GOES OFF

I STARTED OUT A POEM SAYING I MISS THOSE DAYS BUT I GUESS THE MOOD CHANGE OR IS IT THE SAME
IS THIS WHO WE REALLY ARE OR IS IT JUST A BLUFF TO BOOST UR CHARACTER FOR FAME

WE WILL NEVER KNOW...ALL I KNOW IS I MISS THOSE DAYS AND I HOPE U PREE IT ALSO

SOME PPL FEEL SEH DEM A KING AND QUEEN INNA DEM OWNA PALACE
DEM EGO TALL LIEK BEN WALLACE AND FEEL SEH DEM FI HAVE INTERNET MALICE

GWAAN FOCK WID DEM ERE...MINE DEM DELETE U OUTTA DEM FRIEND LIST
"I WONT SHARE MY SONGS WITH U ANYMORE..NO  MORE BLASTS, LET ME END THIS!!"

"LEMME TEK IT TO TWITTER AND FACEBOOK!!!"U SEE SEH DEM FOCKING WUTLISS
U HAVE SOME PPL LIKE FI STYLE GOD BLESS JAMAICANS AND DEM FAVA MUDFISH

"LEMME WRITE U UP IN MY BLOGS AND GET THIS FEELING OFF MU CHEST"...U THINK MI A SINUS
MI A LOST AND FOUND? FI YUH A FOLLOW MI PON TWITTER....TRUST ME IT NUH HARD FI FIND US

TO HOW TIME HARD YAH NOW..MAN WI MERK U PON MSN..U BETTER STRAP AND HYPE WHEN U LOG IN PON SKYPE
MAN DEM A BADMIND U FROM U TOUCH TINYCHAT...DEM JUST WELL WAAH TEK U LIKKLE E STRIPE

"OK FINE!!HAVE IT YOUR WAY IF U WANT A DEMOTE"..PSSH THINK MAN A PRESS BUTTON LIKE REMOTE
MI EMAIL U A KISS MY A$$ EMOTE...ME NUH HAVE TIME FI NET WAR...JUST WAAH COUNT MI C-NOTE

U LINKS CUDDA BE OUTERNAL..INTERNAL...EXTERNAL....JUST WAIT FI A NEXT TURN GYAL.
MY LIFE NUH DEH PON SERVERS...ITS LIKE A NBA CONFERENCE....ITS EASTERN AND WESTERNAL

DEM WAAH PUT DUNG U NAME PON PARCHMENT PAPER...SO U MEK THE LIST FUSS
MI FLING STONE INNA PEN AND IT KILL HOG...COOK THAT BLUDc**t FI CHRISTMAS

RITE NOW IT BETTER MI JUST PLUG OUT MI MODEM AND DEH PON A BEACH WID JUANITA
JIMMY CLIFF SEH I CAN SEE CLEARLY NOW..IS LIKE HIM DID A LOOK TRU A PLASMA SCREN MONITOR

SEE KRYSIS MARKS THE SPOT...SHUD I SAY MARK SPOTS THE KRYSIS?..OR KRYSIS IS THE SPOT MARK
MEK MI LOG OFF MI PC YAH....TOO MUCH NET GRIEVANCE...SO LET MI TAKE A LONG WALK





-- Edited by gamepun ( Mod ) on Saturday 4th of September 2010 07:46:59 PM

LIFE SO HARD YAH NOW, THE ONE DOLLAR HAFFI STRETCH LIKE ELASTIC TO HOW IT DRASTIC
MI BREJIN DID SLIM LIKE A SUMO WRESTLER WAH DAY...NOW HIM THICK LIKE A MOPSTICK

TO HOW HUNGRY RAW$E MI MORE WHILE....GAS TEK MI UP TILL MI KETCH KALIC
MI SOON STOP DRINK SO MUCH BOTTLE WATER..IT A TURN MI INNA ALCOHOLIC

NAAH FALLA NICKROCK AND ASK BANGBROS FI GIVE THE CHURCH SOME SOON SPONSOR
TO HOW DA ONE DEH SWEET FIREMAN...HIM ROLL A GRUNG AND LAFF TILL HIM GET WOMB CANCER

WOIIII MI BELLY A GRUMBLE...A LONG TIME MI NUH EAT SOME BOIL DUMPLIN INNA GRAMAZONE
IM LIKE MICHAEL LEE CHIN CAUSE MI GOT FLOW WHEN IT COME TO GRAMMER ZONE

TWISTED MINDZ A THE THEME SO MI CONCEPTS IS ALL TWIST LIKE PLAT AND CANE ROW
MI BRAIN BOX A RUN PON 2 PENLIGHT BATTRY..SO THE FLESH START DROP AND DRaIN LOW

FIREMAN HAVE A DONKEY WEH NAME PHOTOSYNTHESIS ......SHE PRETTY LIKE ANY CHRYSANTHEMUM
DOAN LAUGH.....MAN SEH A HIM GF MI SWEAR PON MI GRANDMA GRAVE...THAT MAKES HER CHRIS AUNTY MUM

DA YAH NAME NAAH NUH SENSE....TOTAL FOCKRY....I CALL IT JAVON... A JUST WASTE A SPACE
IF DAMN FOOL WAS A NATIONALITY...GOD WUDDA ERASE THE RACE, NO MORE DELAYS, HE DE-LACE THE WASTE

-- Edited by gamepun ( Mod ) on Wednesday 1st of September 2010 10:34:59 PM

DON'T FORGET TO SUBMIT YOUR TOPICS FOR UPCOMING SHOWS !

Cloudless skies,piercing sun, birds chriping melodiously among the flamboyant trees

Smile painted on my joyously cherubic face as my eyes glistened with intensity

My heart becomes saturated by the smooth raspy lyrics that dances into the canals of my ears

And like the snake charmer I become captivated

Damn damn damn hes goood!

Time progesses slowly , mother nature as been so good to me and so she exposes true beauty

Blue skies magically transforms into hues of yellow and oranges

Juciy clouds are now outlined with shades of pink and purple

Beauty at its best!

I stood in awe at how the sky suddenly dances in shades of purples : lilac , lavendar and dark purple

Never seen something so spectacular

Life is vibrant, my *la*hd stream is vivd, Im in perpetual bliss and God Damn I LOVE IT!

His lips are warm, kisses so sweet, his finger tips sends shock waves he has me skin deep

My breath cuts short as he nibbles on my ear, with an arch in my back

Should I be scared?

Stillness....heat....silence.....is nature asleep?

Clouds rush in without shades of gray;  and within the wink of an eye midnight appears

I stare at my wrist its only 4:30 pm

The wind hurls around me and rudely obstructs me

My eyes forced shut by the flash of a gigantic camera

Crude voices surrounds me so cold, harsh and non chalant

The  unexpected crack made my spine stand at attention

The sky ducts opened and violently stung me

My cheeks are stained and eye lids are heavy, the river is running now and no one can help me

My chest has exploded, my heart is in pieces

Nature is angry and I am grieving

Call it unpredictable  but I am addicted love is real but its also misleading.

-- Edited by Msz.JayBee on Sunday 29th of August 2010 11:27:28 PM

-- Edited by Msz.JayBee on Sunday 29th of August 2010 11:29:06 PM

SEEING THAT TONIGHTS SHOW ABOUT CHEATING ITS ONLY LOGICAL THAT OUR NEXT TOPIC MUSS BE FAITHFULLNESS mek mi know wha unnu think. Can elaborate pon it too like is it possible to be faithful to your partner during your relationship whether it be husband and wife, boyfriend and girlfriend etc

YOW INTRI, XIAH, TINKER,KELIA, SUGA....GIRLS WE NEED FI MEK A LINKUP
INNA DI BACK A DI COASTER STINK UP, FLAMES HAVE THE WEED WEH TWINK UP

FUSION BLAZE THE CHILIUM TILL IT SINK EEN HIM TWO JAW CORNA
HIM RIBS A EXPOSE LIKE YARD SALE WHEN THE MEDZ WALK AN YAH

CYAAH MEK SARGEANT RAY KING WALK PASS AND SMELL THE SLAWT A ODOUR
FIREMAN DOG SNIFF THE GRANGE HILL WEED AND START FRAUT LIKE SODA

JOHNNY WONDER EYES DEM ZIP UP LIKE 103..CHALICE A BLAST LIKE HIM EMAIL WAH TUNE
GIR BRAINS DEH PON OVERLOAD....SO HIM HAFFI HOLD A MEDZ AND WATCH SOME CARTOON

KEVIN A BUILD MUSCLES HARD...TILL HIM A WALK WID WEIGHT LIKE HIM A PUSH DRUGS
GANJA PACK UP INNA MODEST BRAINS LIKE A 45 WEH FULL A 50 CABLIRE SLUGS

SEXI PET A TEK EEN THE AROMA....SHE NUH KNOW SEH MI WELL WAAH BLAZE HAR FIRE
STRATE A TOUCH HIM SECOND SPLIFF AND HIM START LEAN LIKE DOG WEH PISS PON CAR TYRE

COKE MEK U JUMP FENCE AND TEEF OXYGEN...BRAINS BOMB UP LIKE AL QAEDA AND MEDZ CRAWL LIKE SPIDER
CHAMS HAVE A TWENTY POUND PON DI MARKET TRUCK...CAUSE LIFE UGLY LIKE SNYDER

TO HOW MI HIGH MI A FLOAT TRU MI FAMILY TREE...GONE WAY UP INNA GREAT GRANNY HERMA LIST
THIS A JUST A SMALL MEDZ A HOLD BY A ZONE POET WHO A VERBALIST...WHO A SPEAK FI DI THE REALEST HERBALISTS



-- Edited by gamepun ( Mod ) on Monday 30th of August 2010 11:36:50 PM

Can a session be devoted to cheating lovers?

I know this subject matter probably does not affect the avg. jamaican living there, but it affects us abroad.

A popular US radio talk show host Laura Schlessinger [url]http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laura_Schlessinger[url/] of Jewish-Italian heritage said the N word 11 times on air while addressing a black caller on the air. Thus sparking another big debate on free speech and race relations in this country.

Growing up in Ja the word meant nothing to us. I t has many meanings to many people. Personally the word is used amongst my cousins as a term of endearment, meaning that there is nothing we would not do for each other, we have each others back. So we greet each other as my Nigga. I meet white people who cautiously use the word around me, some while a Hip Hop song is playing, others use it and try to justify it as slang and I remind them say it with an A not an ER. In fact some of you have white friends that we use the word around but while talking openly to each other but the white friend don't dare say it. LOL.
But the word still carrys hurtful meaning especially with the older generation who had to endure segregation. They have not forgotten all the prejudices they had to endure.
Brothers take it as a compliment, there is a reason it rhymes with bigger.

Sticks and Stones may break my bones but words will never hurt this Nigga.

IMAGINE DEM TIME DEH,IF JESUS DID CUSS THE TREE, THEN HOW THE FIG FEEL??
WHY JAMAICANS HAFFI WAIT IN EMBASSY LINE DRESS INNA "3 PIECE" LIKE BIG DEAL

THEN THEM GET TUN DUNG LIKE GLASS A WATER AFTER U DONE DRINKY
MI NAAH LIE, JAH KNOW, MI SWEAR WID MI RIGHT HAND OR EVEN THE PINKY

CYAAH CRY NO MORE, MI COME DRY- EYE, ME NEED FI ASK SOME GUY WHY?
HOW DEM REALLY A FIGHT GAINST BUJU BANTON YEARS AFTER BOOM BYE BYE

MI A SEARCH FI KNOWLEDGE LIKE WHEN BOOKERS HUNT WORDS
MI A TRY KEEP FAR FROM THEM NASTINESS LIKE BOOGERS AND TURDS

GYAL PUT PRICE PON DEM SELVES, F***? A GRAND FOR. WHAT A PROPOGANDA
DEM CLAIM SEH WAH NEVER GOOD FI DI GOOSE, NEVER GOOD FI A PROPER GANDER

MAMA LIVE INNA 10 X 10 WID 6 PICKNEY PON ONE BED, THAT LOOK LESS SPACIOUS
DEM GI WEH VOTING MONEY WEH CUDDA SEND THEM GO SCHOOL, OH GOODNESS GRACIOUS

CRIME A WORSE FEVER THAN RHUEMATIC,SCREWFACE A LEAST, NUH TRU YUH SEE DA GOON YA THICK
TEN YEAR OLD WEH FAVA STEVE URKLE A SHOTTA AND MAD RAVING LUNATIC

SO WHILE MI GO TO BED AND PRAY TO THE ONE AND ONLY MOST HIGH
MEDZ AND HOPE THAT SLEEPING IS THE ONLY TIME I CLOSE EYE

MI PASS ON MI BLESSINGS TO MI FRIENDS AND EVEN TO THE NEXT YUTE YAH
GOD A MI BEST TUTOR A DI SUPREME BIENG, MI NAAH FIGHT GAINST A SUPER MAN LIKE LEX LUTHOR




-- Edited by gamepun on Sunday 20th of September 2009 11:28:54 PM

THIS GOES OUT TO THE FORBIDDEN WORD, THE CENTER OF ATTENTION THE WAY OF LIFE
ITS A VERB, A STATE OF DISTRESS, ITS A QUICKIE, A ONE NIGHT STAND, ITS MAN'S ACTION TO WIFE

WE SAY IT LOUD AND PROUD, WHEN WE WERE KIDS WE WUD SHOW PPL THE MIDDLE FINGER SIGN
ITS A FORM OF MENTAL RELIEF, PPL CANT HELP IT EVEN CHRISTIANS SAY IT IN THEIR MIND

UR MOM SAID IT, UR FATHER DID ALSO, COME ON PPL,A ONE WAY WE KNOW AND A ONE WAY WE GROW
WHEN PPL BADMIND YOU, U SAID F.U.C.K UR MADDA, UR SISTER UR AUNTIE AND BABYSITTER, THAT FELT GOOD THO

WHEN THE WORLD HAS U DOWN, TIMES TO HARD, AND ALL U SEE IS HOPELESSNESS AND NONSENSE
THE WORD IS IN UR STATE OF MIND, IT NEVER LEAVES U, ITS UR SUB CONSCIENCE

MENTAL AMMO PROJECTED WID A STRONG VOICE, SHUT THE F.U.CK. UP!!!, WHEN SOME GO TALK
IF CUSS WORDS WERE MARRIED, JAMAICANS LOVE TO JOIN IT WID B.U,M.B.O.C.L.A.A.T

ITS A UNIVERSAL SLANG, WHETER U BLACK, WHITE,YOUNG, OLD, GAy OR STRAIGHT
ITS THE KING OF ALL BAD WORDS, ITS SOMETHING THAT WE ALL CAN RELATE

THE SAY IT MEANS *FORNICATION UNDER COURT OF THE KING* BUT TO ME A F.U.C.K.R.Y THAT
ITS A FORM OF SELF EXPRESSION, THE VOICE OF THE PPL, THEY WANT TO CENSOR THE CHAT

WRITTEN ON A WALL IN GRAFFITI NEAR YOU, BROADCASTING COMMISION SURRONDS IT LIKE VULTURE
IT HAS BEEN IN HIP HOP AND DANCEHALL FOR DECADES AND THEY WANT TO CLEAR IT OUT OUR CULTURE

SO STCIK WITH ME U BEATIFUL WORD,IF U STAY BESIDE ME I WILL NEVER RUN OUTTA LUCK
FOR THOSE WHO DONT LIKE IT, WHO CARES, U KEEP URS, BUT WE STILL DONT GIVE A F.U.C.K







-- Edited by gamepun on Sunday 6th of September 2009 12:02:28 PM

-- Edited by gamepun on Sunday 6th of September 2009 12:20:38 PM

SOME PPL CYAAH HAVE THEM OWN STYLE SO THEM TEEF MI TRADEMARK
WHO SEH SLAVERY DONE....DEM WUDNT MIND GET TWEETY AND TRADE MARK

EVERYBODY A WALK ROUND NOW WID TAG PON DEM....LIKE CLOTHES WEH NEW BRAND
MAN A SELL DEM SOUL FI MODSHIP...CHECK THE PRICE TAG A JUST TWO GRAND

FRIEND A GET DROP LIKE BAD HABIT...THE ROOM GET QUIET FROM MI ENTER
PARROTS A COMPETE FI SUSS TITLE ....GOSSIP A DROP LEFT, RIGHT AND CENTRE

MAN A DO ONLINE SEX CHANGE..... SO DEM SIGN UP LIKE DEM A TNKERBELL
MI NAAH HEAR NUTTIN POSITIVE...ITS SO MUCH TALKING....EARS A RING U THINK A BELL

TOO MUCH ENVY. JEALOUSY, GREED,  BADMIND, WICKED HEART, HATRED AND GLUTTON
PPL A FIGHT OVA RADIO SPOT AND DISS ONE A NEDDA ...U THINK A RICE AND MUTTON??

MAN A JAYWALK TRU HELLWAY....CALL IT A JAY HELL THE WAY HOW DEM A FIGHT OVA LJ
ITS LIKE TRYING TO REACH JIGGA MASONRY LEVEL....JESUS CHRIST!!!! I HAD TO GUH TRU HELL JAY

EVERY HOE HAVE THEM STICK A BUSH....SO EVERY POISON MUST HAVE DEM OWN PORTION A POTION
WHATEVER U GET U TEK IT...SO PUT UT BOAT IN WHATEVER WATER...THATS UR MOTION A OCEAN

NAAH MACK AND TOAST....BUT MI HAFFI JUST BE A HOG AND COLLECT MI ROAST WHEN MI CAN HUSTLE THE MOST
MI A PUT MI FOOT A GRUNG AND CHANT...NAAH HIDE AND TALK LIKE THE CHAT YUH BIZ HOST

WHEN MOTHER NATURE GIVETH...WE ALL HAFFI TEK COVER AND LOW FI BRED
I SAID MI BOX BREAD OUTTA DAWG MOUTH....SO IMAGINE IF A LOAF A BREAD?

IS A RAT RACE...SO ON YUH MARK TEK SET....TO HOW HARD MI A WORK..MI RAG NUH COLLECT SWEAT YET
AS LONG AS MI ALIVE A COLLECT BREATH..CHECK MI BRAIN...ITS ALIVE!!! FI DEM A MET DEATH

KNOCK KNOCK ...WHO GOES THERE? ITS OPPURTUNITY? ITS ALL UP IN FIGHT..I WONT STOP TALKING TILL BREATH LEAVES MY WINDPIPE
SOMETIME WE JUST NEED A BREATH A FRESH AIR....ITS SO COOL LIKE A TIN SPRITE, MI GUH HARD EVEN WHEN THE THING SLIGHT

when i put my pen 2 paper i knwo iam gonan get a whole lot of hater
but i done care  i gotto make  a whoel lot  of cheddar
@ the end a teh day  i have to make my family feel better
as if they are  asleep @night on feathers

me no knwo bout nobody but family important 2 me
me nahh import no stranger 2 my family tree
my mother always say 'son what is to be must be"
but after pappa dies of heart disease
i started to ask o my y we...
it was around 01-03
wher i started to wonder if there was  really  a god that i could not see
so how dem a tell me bout heaven inna sky b?
when u dead u dead !!
the sole moves on
the soel  played it's role
u should of used it wisely a bit more

LIFE IT SEEMS A BIT FARFETCH @ TIMES
MOST MEMORIES IS'NT EVEN ETCHED IN MY MIND
U SEE SOME THINGS INA LIFE MAKE U RETCH LIEK WHEN  A PREGNANT WOMAN SMELL RYNE  FROM LIME
 THIS WRITING IS'NT ABOUT MY RYME BUT WHEN IT DONE IT'S GONNA BE SWEET LIKE PINE
THAT IS SOLD @ KIRKVINE IAM HERE TO TAKE WHATS MINE
EVEN THOUGH HATERS WANT'S TO BURRY ME IN  A MINE .AFTER THEY SET  THE MINE
I'AM MOVING SO FAST IN THIS LIFE NOT EVEN  THE COPS CAN STOP ME TO GIVE ME A FINE
TEH FEMALES ARE NOW TRYING TO FINE 
ME TO CLIMB
BUT I STILL STAY FOCOUS IN MY MINE
I HAVE A WIFE  AND A CHILD  I CANT AFFORD TO MAKE THEM  PINE
THATS WHY WHEN I  SEE THEM SLUTS APPROACH  I JUST JUMP IN MY PORCHE
AND DRIVE OVER THERE TOE'S AS IF THEY ARE ROACH

-- Edited by R/-|J/-| |>3|}Z on Wednesday 28th of July 2010 09:49:27 PM

life is unfaire dont u think
to how the  world go more while u cant even blink
it's so ez to have a 1 night fling
dem gall ya just a run it without even  thinking about a ring
but dem run it even faster if u can ping

just make sure u have a bb a role wid
 then u find out u no affe married
dem mid section so deep u will all skid


like  a trailer a come down mt rossa
heyaa what a passa passa
most a dem oman ya impersenate rasta
oh hi ettana

-- Edited by GIR on Tuesday 24th of August 2010 08:11:50 PM

-- Edited by GIR on Sunday 19th of September 2010 05:43:59 PM

WHY ALL THE GOOD FRIENDS NEVER STAY AROUND,I WONDER IF ITS MY CONSCIENSE?
WHAT HAPPEN TO THIER MIND SINCE THEY SELL THEIR SOULS FOR NINE CENTS THATS NONSENSE

WHY PPL ALWAYS WANT AND NOT EXPECT TO GIVE..THEY DO IT CONSTANTLY ITS TIRELESS
RITE NOW TO HOW THINGS GUH, IT BETTER MI BOOT OUT LIKE MI GET KICK OFF A WIRELESS

WHY PPL GO ALL OUT TO LOOK FOR LOVE AND WHEN THEY FAIL, THEY SAY LOVE DOESNT EXISTS
THE GOOD GIRLS ACT ALL SEXIST AND PISS ME OFF, I HAVE TO LEAVE OUT ONE A THE EXISTS

SALVATION IS NOT ONLY IN THE TEMPLE...THAT DOESNT MEAN U HAVE TO WITHSTAND CHURCH STILL
DONT BOTTLE UR EMOTION HAVE ALL HATE LIKE HITLER AND START A WAR LIKE WINSTON CHURCHILL

WHY DO PPL HATE AUTHOUTRTY...THEY CURSE THE SYSTEM ONCE ITS TIME TO HOLD SARGE
PASTORS TELL U TO LIVE GOOD AND THEY SEE MORE BARS THAN A NOKIA PHONE ON FULL CHARGE

WHY ACT LIKE THE RELATIONSHIP ONLY BUILDS ON TRUST, MY MOTIVE IS I WANT SAWL
FU.CK LOVE!! U ALWAY LEAVE, U QUIT MORE THAN MR. VEGAS IN DANCEHALL

FRIENDS A NUH GOOD SOMETHING DEM SKILL FI GUH DECEPT FI CON
THE EVIL INNA DEM EYES,PLAY GOOD NOW DEM TRANSORMED LIKE DECEPTICON

WHY PPL CYAAH HAVE DEM OWN STYLE, REAL COPYCATS, WAH DO U? AS MI ACT, YUH TEK
SOME A UNU NEED FI BILL, GUH EAZY, JUS COOL LIKE A BRAND NEW FAN CALL ACCUTEK

DEM WAAH BRUCK YUH FOOT, MAMA MI KNOW U CRY AND HEAR, SOMEDAY AGAIN MI A GO FLY ON AIR
NAAH DRINK OUT MI LIFESAVINGS, NUH FLASK A RUM, NOT EVEN A CUE LIKE CD MACHINE PIONEER

WHENEVER MI PRAY GOD, JUST LISTEN WEH MI A SAY AND ANSWER QUICK
THINGS AND TIME A GET MORE DANGEROUS LIKE A CANCER STICK

connected yet distant, near so far apart

its a battle everyday,

with these thoughts in my head

thoughts of you thoughts of me,

god i wanna be free.

this strange feeling flowing through my veins,

sometimes i feel like i wanna die

then i realize im already dead

for the emptiness inside is now getting to my head.

i dont want to be dead nomore,

i will resurrect from my slumber,

walk tall and proud,

ill say how i feel and i will say it out loud...I LOVE YOU.

-- Edited by Dj Tweety on Wednesday 31st of March 2010 08:39:19 PM

There was a Rasta man sunbathing nude on the beach in Hellshire.
He saw a little girl coming toward him, so he covered himself with
the newspaper he was reading.

The girl came up to him and asked, "A Wha yuh 'ave undah
de newspaper?"

Thinking quickly, the Rasta replied, "A bird."

The girl walked away, and the Rastaman fell asleep.
When he woke up, he was in Spanish Town Hospital in tremendous pain.
The police asked him what happened.

The Rasta says, "Mi nuh kno. I mon was lying on de beach,den dis likkle
gal asked me a question, ....guess I mon mussah doze off an
next ting I man know is I mon deh ya."

The police went to the beach, found the little girl, and asked her
"What did you do to that naked Rasta?"

After a pause, the girl replied, " me neva do nutten to him? Nutten
at all".
Mi did a play wid him bird an it spit pon me. So, mi bruk di neck,crack
di two egg dem, and set de nest pon fire!"