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Ayo when I spit the mic do somersaults
And I jaunt through the melody to, find a pitch
Not Hitch, but I'll take your bitch and do her dirty like a lawyer
They say Mr. Jhak's bars got miles like a tourer
I can stack em eights from, Philly to California
Cuz I'm the champ and all ya'll mourners
So I work like a foreigner, on the dead like a coroner
My rhymes play the song like it's easy
So I'm the rap STD
And I creep through the ether
This time my demeanor will be sweeter
What can I say, yo, I'm a healer
My mellow vibes fill ya, then reel ya
Till your head blows off like a toupee
Hey Hey!
The pages that burn seem to turn when my heart yearns
For another galaxy to dominate, so I nominate this
Holy junction
Across the humanity divided
So my pumpkin head can lit!
End the first transmit

Success is what you make it
Stimulate to shake it
Rise just to break it
Confine to forsake it
Mellow Vibes keeps my mind
Positively in symphony
And one day, my legend will asunder me

What am I looking for?
Another soul searching tour?
Get high till I touch the floor?
It's ironic, we all fall into life so catatonic
It's the state we choose. we can't take the mortal bruise
And the mental loses
Most of us walk around confused kid
And don't know what they want and just front
But I'll be blunt, you got to confront your own self for mental wealth
And then your ego's health blossoms, but you play possum
Stop him, he speaks to much truth
It's not my fault, half of ya'll all less of the ruth
Rotten apple infect the tooth when I bite then I be bed ridden for days
Eyes over glazed
But I still babble
Rhymes cast no shadow
Perfected my flow, playing Scrabble
While you niggas dip and dabble, in ya fucking rabble
Now the tables, have turned to the favor
Of the fable slayer, conveyor
Of what's on my mind like
Am I ready for the limelight
Or is Mr. Jhak just full of hype?
I can tell you man that I'm black like Wesley Snipes
Then I smoke till my pipes get tied, then I write
Most cats say I'm a sight to see
Cuz I spread Mellow Vibes so rhythmically
That transcends tranquility
Can't really compare them to me, cuz see
It's like a race horse standing next to a pony
And yeah I'm the horse
Come through to pillage you like Norse
Vikings, and my bars are too frightening
A new heightening into the force
It's just the right course, find the source
Then we can all live with no remorse
And we can all reinforce
Our understandings of the world

Success is what you make it
Stimulate to shake it
Rise just to break it
Confine to forsake it
Mellow Vibes keeps my mind
Positively in symphony
And one day, my legend will asunder me

My mellow vibes makes the night turn to day
Why are we ashamed of what we feel and we say?
Why do none of us just follow our hearts?
Can never finish what we start?
How does happiness come apart?
Do we know the moment that it happens or be trapped in self denial?
Our answers are always miles away
Could never tell what love is
Living through my days off a substance
Loved it, now your boy rapping, Mr. Jhak is stacking
Steps to the heavens
And I'm sure there will be more than seven
Like one million five hundred forty thousand eleven
So homie get to stepping
Those who walk with me, will radiate on another degree
Of strength, honor, and intensity
And most shit I hear these days
Got no density
To the words, shit's for birds, they deserve
A fate worse than embarrassment
I'm a Hip-hop strategist that statically
Emit electric bars emphatically
And it don't matter to me - Who you are
But my rhymes stretch your ass out throughout the song
Hit hard like bong
Mellow Vibes clean the lies
Confide you will be denied
Abide you will chastised no disguise
I can see through your lies
Stigmatictology denies your decries

[Underverse]
FULL STOP!
All hands on battle-stations so I can rock
Everybody flock
Cuz I get their hands moving like clocks
I'm the reason that you stop drop roll, cuz you can't seem to control
And lose the goal
Feeling salty like Xmas morning getting coals
And everybody knows
Jhak's crisp flow kiss like a mistletoe
Or the serene view of the quiet snow
As it coats the seasons
You need to love life cuz you breathing
There is not a reason that life should be easy for you
Cuz we all got problems
Learns who you are, then they dissolve
And you evolve
To the next stage and the cage that restricts you collapses
And you can really find true happiness
Out of body - Philosophy like Ghandi
Has helped me - Live a life full of bonding
And I have felt a lot of emotions
And the oceans of my mind have gotten so Ferocious
I was lost stranded on an island
But I had to swim shore to find myself again...
And never think when...
Everyday I lived with a grieved sigh
It's just the mellow vibes

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from Who Killed the Page Wizurd? LP, released November 24, 2015

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MR. JHAK Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

MR. JHAK is a Philly-bred emcee with a vivid, comic book inspired imagination. He is affiliated with MR. OWL's Parliament of Strix Records.

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