If you wanna use my work then you need-to-purchase,
You can't make money off it coz the deed-is-worthless,
See i own the copyright and thats my work-your-eyeing,
You even attempt to abuse it! you get murked-for-trying,
Get caught in the act an get sued-for-breach-of-contract,
You see......i don't mind a feud-to-teach-a-con-facts....
'coz at the end of the day this dude-be-on-some-stacks,
You will be paying out of ya arse for stealing-my-lines!
You'll end up dealing-in-fines all for feeling-my-rhymes,
I should be revealing-the-sign when i fire-up-the-script,
Rather that than me concealing-a-nine an fire-off-a-clip,
'Coz i dont post my shit up for you fucking biters to whip,
So il slap on that big "C" so they lose all desire-to-rip...
You buyers-who-skip with no intention to pay-the-price,
Cant say-this-nice! so heed this warning or pay-up-twice!

JD

10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 the body count has just-begun,
We drop them so fast.... you'd think we bust-for-fun,
look we have a rep to maintain... so it must-be-done,
Trust-no-one, say the wrong word il thrust-this-gun!
Cocked-glocks shoot hot-rocks whats to discuss-son?
We come rollin up and all we see is dust as you run...
Murder by numbers believe it ain't no bluff-for-fame,
Dont claim you spit fire.. il come an snuff-your-flame,
Once i squeeze this AK trigger only the tough-remain,
Il never end up in cuffs-again, No shots to the chest...
I'm under-a-vest coz cops cant keep me under-arrest!
Its no blunder i'm blessed, Ya can wonder dont mess!
We say "curiosity kills the cat" ya cant tally-the-kills,
Got bodies piled both sides like a valley-though-hills,
Murder by number be glad we aint heard-of-ya-suckers,
Start claimin your number 1 we'll murder-you-fuckers!...

JD / Project Mind Ripperz

As april rolls in... i sit watching my stacks-burn,
Another year is up time to fill out that tax-return,
Must relax-my-concern as they ask-what-i-earn,
Documents in order got all the facts-they-yearn,
Accountants on da phone as i seek-his-advice,
Sayin "Send it me about two weeks-will-suffice,
Il will be in touch then so ya can peep-the-price"
Invoices and bank states, receipts for deduction,
Tryin to cut it down by doin some credit-crunchin,
The deadline is pressin-me so im at stressin-peek,
Back in work monday for another depressin-week,
For the life of me i dont get this self-employed-shit,
Am i just another government elf-bein-toyed-with..?
They say Its ya own responsibility to pay-ya-dues,
Tho no one ever bothers to explain an lay-da-rules,
Its all some kind of fucking "joke" like "april-fools"..

JD

(Verse 1)
Games corrupt-to-the-core yet we all wanna sign-up?
Soon it will erupt-into-war and were all in the line-up,
Games fucked-say-no-more an this aint no wind-up!
Wealth and fame consumes emcees mind-an-youth,
Reality-hits you realise that ya were blind-to-the-truth,
Vitality-slips when your time is confined-to-the-booth,
This grind-is-uncouth an every single line-is-the-proof,
The walls will have ya screamin go berserk-if-ya-may,
That old sayin has some meanin all work-and-no-play,
Livin da life ya been dreamin is ya only perk-of-da-day!
Besides trying to out rhyme every damn jerk-in-ya-way,
Believe it or not most would go out an murk-for-the-pay!
Lets face it 'coz there aint no escapin-the-truth.. If you..
Bring the street-to-da-mic then ya not safe-in-the-booth,
People can delete-who-they-like we may aswell get use,
Talk of takin heat-to-a-fight then theres no makin-a-truce.


(Hook)
Where scrapping-in-hordes..thats... brutality,
Where rapping-for-awards...thats... triviality,
Talks of clapping-on-records...thats... fatality,
Whats it mapping-towards?....it's... reality...


(Verse 2)
There is alot more to all the glamour-and-the-glitter,
We got haters tryna throw a spanner-in-the-mixture,
An critics pullin apart all da grammer-in-ya-scripture,
So next time your dreaming slam-that-in-the-picture,
Once again here come's that harsh reality to hit-ya..
See, This business is so well known for abusin-folk,
Game is crammed out with con's-who-use-a-bloke,
That's why i'm dropping clues-on-does-and-donts,
Best pay attention because you will lose-no-joke,
So educate yourself or be left confused-an-broke,
You'll spend years bein tossed from pillar-to-post,
Battlin everyone to prove that your illier-than-most,
Just be warned it can be a fucking killer-to-boast..!
Yeah its all well an good that your deal-is-a-winner,
Haters wont think twice they'll cap-peel-a-beginner,
Its how they get there kicks by feeling-like-a-sinner.


(Hook x2)
Where scrapping-in-hordes..thats... brutality,
Where rapping-for-awards...thats... triviality,
Talks of clapping-on-records...thats... fatality,
Whats it mapping-towards?....it's... reality...

JD / 2010

(Verse 1)
Please-dont-email-me unless your a serious-buyer,
There-wont-be-a-sale if your some delirious-liar,
Theres details-i-require in return-for-scriptures,
If you fail-my-desire then i will burn-all-bridges,
I have no choice but to turn-away-these-bitches,
Offers-were-ridiculous for my written-mixtures,
I wont be blind-sighted just coz im gettin-riches,
I was kinda-excited.. but theres to many glitches,
Thats the biggest problem.. tryna-deal-on-da-net,
Damn, you could be anyone.. tryna-steal-off-a-vet,
Until ya reveal that ya real i aint placing-no-bet,
Iv got two pistols so tonight-its-russian-roulette
Resolve all issues with a slight-concussion-at-best
Doubt it... but at least i know what im gonna-get!
Feel me? ya-get-all-my-support its not complex!!...
So da-balls-in-your-court over what happens next?

(Verse 2)
The ball's in your court so either play-or-quit,
I am what you thought....... my dossier-is-legit,
Askin questions like "did you write-da-script?"
Is dat a black joke sayin coz im white-am-shit?
Na! sike-i-skit first i copyright-then-transmit,
Bound-to-get-bit... just proves i pass-dat-test,
Comes-down-to-it... wont lose il smash-da-best,
Tho im confused over da interest from midwest,
Gonna splash-da-cash? or was dat said-in-jest?
My head-is-stressed so it had to be addressed..
My creds-a-mess from peeps hating-my-success,
They low rate-my-progress they jealous-i-guess,
Honestly there no contest this i must confess..!
Im starting to feel i should lay-my-rap-to-rest,
The lack-of-interest has left a gap-in-my-chest,
Maybe da balls in my court over what comes next,
I think i need some time with my thoughts......

So.... Goodbye & god bless....

A ghetto-vet? No! tho il make mcs bite-the-dust,
Ever-threat-over-my-position then fight-i-must,
I never-sweat-over-a-collision i ignite-and-bust,
All in my sight-get-rushed i just might-if-pushed..
Slaughter ya in one coz my height-ya-cant-touch,
My boa-constrictor rhymes so tight-they-crush..
Balboa-da-victor wit punchlines right-to-da-guts!
Call me noah 'coz i take'em out 2-by-2! its nuts...
Every bars-a-fist ya still wanna cook-up-ya-beef?
Ya wanna spar-wit-this? then il fuck-up-ya-teeth!
None can par-wit-this you'll be mock-of-da-week..
Coz il knock you out on ya own block-in-da-street,
Your all like "budgies" coz ya talk is so "cheeaap",
See... JD's not like most.... i dont spit-to-a-beat,
No drums-or-heat just my words writ-on-a-sheet,
Iv a pad full of rhyme, i call it stackin-the-ammo,
It comes the right time im like an attackin-animal,
So fucking tough to remove like plaque-an-enamel...

JD 2009

(Hook)
Il slap and clap-up your leading crew member,
Just take my advice think twice and remember,
My raps are only nice january through november,
Because flows turn cold as i chew-up-december!
My metaphorical blows screw up all contenders,
My fist-met-there-nose they will all surrender!
This is JD the number one fucking contender!...

(Verse 1)
Aint no obstacle in rap that i couldn't demolish,
In battle im a general lines are spit-an-polished,
Quickly-abolish ya leader so called rep protector,
Mcs tryna steal this gold now im a debt collector,
Put ya money were ya mouth is if your a contender,
Iv razor sharp punchlines that'll change ya gender,
So remember im the real deal an not some pretender,
I will never surrender coz iv got to much ambition,
See..... im chasing my dream's & not the competition,
My text written submission put me in top position,
This aint even da extreme edition & i sense-ya-fear,
Rap is tense-this-year its why ya keep a pistol-near,
I run the rap division best just adhere-to-my-career,
Diamond flow precision so let this be crystal-clear,
Il keep on shining in this rap game like a chandelier,
High an untouchable droppin heat like a bombardier..

(Hook)
Il slap and clap-up your leading crew member,
Just take my advice think twice and remember,
My raps are only nice january through november,
Because flows turn cold as i chew-up-december!
My metaphorical blows screw up all contenders,
My fist-met-there-nose they will all surrender!
This is JD the number one fucking contender!...

(Verse 2)
Contenders dont come anymore whack-than-you,
Surrender coz il leave ya more black-than-blue,
Il clap-ya-crew iv only got the back-of-a-few!
Z-Ro, Rave & Mafia have spat-raw-tracks-two,
Mcs that-at-a-finger-snap will be attackin-you,
A wolf-pack an your just another snack-to-chew,
Aint no true contender that could fit-my-shoes,
Emit-my-views like alarm clocks il hit-ya-snooze,
Make ya submit-till-ya-lose like wrestling-moves,
Da flow i use a like a war vessel-on-a-cruise, wit..
Rocket-rhymes dat missile-crews couldn't defuse!
I start-to-ooze most mcs are smart-not-to-abuse,
'Coz they know il serve'em like a-la-carte-menus!
Punches knock them drunk like stella-artois-booze,
I make the best of contender emcees confused......

(Hook x2)
Il slap and clap-up your leading crew member,
Just take my advice think twice and remember,
My raps are only nice january through november,
Because flows turn cold as i chew-up-december!
My metaphorical blows screw up all contenders,
My fist-met-there-nose they will all surrender!
This is JD the number one fucking contender!...


Copyright © JD 2009-2019

(Hook)
I sit back an think.............. What is my fate?
Heads full of questions i cant seem to erase,
Mixed feelins of aggression i need to replace,
So the pen i embrace! let nothing go to waste,
Tell me? How does a piece of my mind taste?

(Verse 1)
I took to this game right from the get-go,
Cant say im lame coz i aint from no ghetto,
People tellin me to let go! but i aint shook,
Im a 'stingy slut' coz i aint 'given a fuck',
Heavyweight punches ya best learn to duck,
Z-Ro can cook up the hottest fucking hook,
'Coz when its all over il re-write the book!
No gauges just pages of my lyrical ranges,
Iv slaughterd complete fucking strangers,
Id make a pro retire in under two stages!
Lets see him try an live on minimum wages!
Im dangerous tho what pro is gonna risk-it?
They just cock the biscuit, kill this misfit,
They wont spit shit or admit it! iv got skill,
They 'banana split' quick when i emit a spill,
"We got a slim shady" another ones just ill..

(Hook)
I sit back an think.............. What is my fate?
Heads full of questions i cant seem to erase,
Mixed feelins of aggression i need to replace,
So the pen i embrace! let nothing go to waste,
Tell me? How does a piece of my mind taste?

(Verse 2)
Record companies are a mystery to me? tho..
Like a ninja il cause injury to the industry,
Aint no contract-clause that can hinder-me,
Il get that-applause when ya get wind-of-me,
Its a fact my impact will go down in history.
Iv spent years on some lyrical-dissing-spree,
Rhymes contain lines like physical-fists-see,
In time emcees wont risk warring-with-me...
Protections costly but the coroner-is-free!
So change ya intention on tryna corner-a-G,
Game aint a cartoon by warner-brothers-tv,
Cats do get killed!! look at 2'pac-and-B.I.G!
Icons to millions! shot dead so easily! R.I.P..
A waste somethings in life cant be replaced,
This is just a piece of how my mind tastes..

(Hook x2)
I sit back an think.............. What is my fate?
Heads full of questions i cant seem to erase,
Mixed feelins of aggression i need to replace,
So the pen i embrace! let nothing go to waste,
Tell me? How does a piece of my mind taste?


Copyright © JD 2008-2018