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Who Killed the Page Wizurd Pt​.​1

from Who Killed the Page Wizurd? LP by MR. JHAK & MR. OWL

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lyrics

Look
Since I was a young bunk luck was upon me
I got this lucky charm flow
From the end of a rainbow
Now these kid rappers want to shun me
Cuz they know that I come with the best
Without rest I bless then
Make your sensories digest
The pure kaleidoscope of sound
Make your ears break on the rebound
I'm profound
I kicked open to expose; the vast treasure I behold
From centuries past
And at last, I have witnessed true knowledge
Not the shit that they spit, unlegit in college
But from the trees rooted through the wealth of violence
Solemn, solitary silence - Strictly radiates from my talent
You live off emotions, I live off of logic
As death comes to save you and life will just berate you
Eternity enslaves you so wave dude
To your past life full of strife
Looking down the tunnel, ain't no light
Just perpetual dark nights and pain invites your soul
To
Endlessly spiral into insanity
So go ahead and live your life full of vanity

Someone's picking off hero rappers
Biggie - Pac - Pun - Easy E - OBD
And now somebody wants to kill me

I feel like I'm being watched like what time is it?
I feel that spidey tingling in my back like when I'm kidding
Sometimes I'm just bedridden cuz I feel unforgiven
But the days that I'm living unfold like a dancing ribbon
Infinite words shatter the fourth wall of repentance
As the fame lays down upon the plow of a gimmick
But of course there's a force unbalance that renders me timid
But that won't stop me from eating like a pic-a-nic

[Underverse]
God damn a shot of Jhak sure does sound tempting
Let me cut to the bar so I can find what's missing
At the end of this glass, once surpassed is the liquor in the belly
Got this whole world spinning
Hick!
I need an Alka-Seltzer and a few minutes
It's hard not to drink yourself in a whirlpool
While our economy is controlled by fools
Stealing all our money while their saying it's all cool
Medical care comes to those with the right social tools and
I really never seen a jewel, but I know what shining looks like
Just picture me flowing on this mic
Yo, times are getting tight all around me
I try to be an emcee, but things seem to stand in my way
Life's a mystery, the struggle is the history
I'm paranormal. You can say I'm strange
Like the doctor. But I don't pick at brains
I just preserve and observe every thought, every action
So, I can point out the weakest fraction
That needs some collapsing
And just because I want to speak my mind
Ya'll niggas wanna whine
But just let me remind you, true is the best vitamin
Take it before you sleep and when you wake up
Now keep up

I suspect someone's picking off hero rappers
Biggie - Pac - Pun - Easy E - OBD
And now somebody wants to kill me

All this stylish cool shit, can't keep up who's to blame
Cuz while you niggas are stealing whips and chains
We all fall closer to the slave
Aim at the brain?
Ya man I'm picking at the mind's disease
And my verbal hypnotics, flow's pneumonic
Drown emcees in a thought seize
Homie please
You all got to come a little harder
If you not trying to be another rap martyr
People tend to think you are slum if you are fresh and new
But in this case yo that is not true
I will linger like a residue, which you cannot wipe
I'm addictive to your ears like a finger to a type
And at night I can't sleep
Thought tendrils sway in random directions in my mind
And the only way to lock it up is go into another rap grind
Now I'm halting nigga's progress like a stop sign
Discipline, hard will, the divine
Lyrically combust into ashes that combine as I climb to the holy prime
Known as zenith
While you stick to the limp, like a dead penis

It's phenomenal, cuz when it's your time to go
Everything you know seems to be worthless
Surrounded by your life's curses
Pain reimburses
Shattered your thoughts with my verses
So think about it
Why would they want to kill me?

I suspect someone's picking off hero rappers
Biggie - Pac - Pun - Easy E - OBD
And now somebody wants to kill him

As I ash into dust
Lyrically combust
Powered by lust
No one can adjust
Move you like bus
Fuming like must
Eating the Earth's crust
WE ALL DIE SOMEDAY!

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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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