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Hello Hip Hop

So..Check this out y’all: It’s “Fun Friday”, and if by now you know that, you know what that means..Yes, teach(you, yep)..that means that today my punctuation & grammar is ALL ___. Don’t blank stare me,                            }@,@{

Oh and before I forget, allow me to introduce to you my new sound guys, together we’re changing music and minds, one beat at a time.  I think that would make me something like a lyricist..So much for trying to keep it a secret, today I’m coming out of the closet…today I confess to the world that I along with help from

 

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plan on taking back what belongs to the people. That is unless of course the courier delivers another contract for me to look over…I mean we’re cool and all…but I still have yet to receive an offer to my liking and performance requirements…Could just be me but I think that we should start negotiations sometime in the near future, I hear that there may be a spot opening with another label soon and as much as I like these beats: http://www.soundclick.com/bands/default.cfm?bandID=936887&content=music

Time is ticking and the words to “Take Me Back” are currently being held in my head for ransom, so now before I even begin to consider thinking about taking the stage again, let me ask you this DJ:

 

Say what you want about my style, but I have yet to be booed of stage..ask anyone at http://www.myspace.com/jackash361 who’s seen me do what I do and they’ll tell you I’m the best. They’ll also tell you I talk a lot, but hey..that’s just one more thing that I do best. I’m on a mission, a movement to take back something that belongs to me. Who will join me? Do so and because I’m such a nice person, I’ll share with you the success.

Take me back to the days when it was about talking shit:

My name is Who’s Saying This, maybe crazy stating fact, kinda silly Wanye’s  shits gone __, I  mean what happened to the days in the basement at B-E-T? Huh wizzy, I mean weezy, remember that?

if it takes starting a war to get hip hop music back on track, I claim the image …Swagger and all, try tha challenge that..

 

Anytime, place, and day you want it…Matter of fact bring Drake, I mean Drizzy, the fuck ever you wanna call ‘em…Young Mr.Rogers however you wanna say it…shook, shanked, caramel colored sissy, quit your screamin’…I mean “singing”..I’d want to Fuck Every Girl too, if the only way I got a deal was by gettin’ fucked.

See it’s either I’m with or against you Moola, makes no difference to me. I’ll take on anyone placed in front of me, even if it’s a chic, makes no difference to me, put slit in front of me and it’s a slit I’ll cut. Paper cuttin’ pain, settin’ fire to all paper mache styles..

 

And if you find a she that wants he, let her now  I ain’t afraid to take on a woman, on the beat that is, leave her fucked, dumped, and pregnant. Have that whore swallowin’ kids’, summarized in a word: Sodomy..Kid.

I’m taking it all back and over anyway, as a matter of fact…T-Pain….Put the FUCKING tunes away, hurry up and while your at it, take that fucking hate off stupid.

Look this is a warning  for all y’all that don’t know..This: image can only be done once…Get that now Soulja Boy I mean slim? The man who once rocked the clock with the chains, may have sold his hip hop soul for television fame, but he’s still in the Hall of Fame..reach that status before you start making a fool of yaself mayne..

”Turn My Swag On”? Really? Put your swag on the line, I want it, I want it just so that my swag always has something to look at in the rearview, I mean behind, as in your style is quite jaded, meaning it’s sadly apathetic, basically it’s tired, lethargic and faded and I for one have had enough of it.

I’m gonna take your swag, frame it and put it up on my Wall of Swag Shame. Just so that my swag has a constant reminder of what not to do.

The only way for you to get that swagger back is by earning it. You MUST & WILL write a song that does not involve:

A) A dance B) Auto tune C) A “Featuring D) A previously used beat

It Must Include: Style, Originality, and Flavor

Should you choose not to, you will yourself prove that you are in fact a “Studio Made Artist”. Not answering this call will not only show all of those who read this on this page, but also on BlogSpot.com,MYSPACE.com, FACEBOOK.com, TWITTERBLOGS, BET.com, MTV.com, Just about everywhere that music is talked about, that you are in fact a fake, a phony, a fraud. All because some dude with no contract put your ass on blast for what you really are, and before you start with this bullshit:

Understand that like most of the “music” you put out, once again it’s  already been done. This time by Kanye and The Clipse…Which reminds me…Can everybody please get off Kanye please? It was a remark, true or untrue doesn’t really matter..Who else had the balls to set ^ on the stage and say:

I mean, it’s not his fault, he recently found himself being publicly scolded by his mentor:

How else would you expect him to react?

Just know that we both know that’s part of the problem…Swagger in the hands of the wrong artist  is a myth, something you talk about but no one bears witness..

My Swagger Vs. Your Swagger…This goes out to anyone, anywhere..There I said it..

I’m not trying to disrespect, but understand that I can and will if provoked. Test me if you want…but before you do..you must first pass my pop quiz:

¡ʇɐɥʇ ʇǝb…ǝuoʇ ǝɥʇ buıbuɐɥɔ ʎq doɥ dıɥ ʞɔɐq buıʞɐʇ ɯ’ı 'puɐ 1ɐuıbıɹo sı ǝ1ʎʇs ʎɯ…uǝʇsı1 puɐ 'ʞoo1 'doʇs oʇ noʎ 11ǝʇ oʇ pǝıɹʇ ı uıɐbɐ ǝɔuo ǝǝs noʎ  uoıʇsǝnb ǝɥʇ ʇou sɐʍ ʎ1uıɐʇɹǝɔ ʇɐɥʇ puɐ ʇxǝu buıɯoɔ s’ʇɐɥʍ ʍou sɐ oʇ ǝuo ǝɥʇ ʇɐɥʇ sɐʍ uoıʇsǝnb ɐ ʇɐɥʇ sı ʎɐpoʇ buıop ǝʞı1 1ǝǝɟ ı ʇɐɥʍ ssǝnb sıɥʇ sı ʞsɐ ʎɐp ǝuo 11ıʍ ʎǝɥʇ ʇɐɥʇ uoıʇsǝnb 1ɐuıbıɹo ǝɥʇ oʇ ɹǝʍsuɐ ǝɥʇ ɟo ʇɹɐd ʇɐɥʇ ʍouʞ ı ʇnq  ǝɹns ʇou ɯ’ı ǝʍ ʇ’uǝɹɐ ǝʍ ǝɹɐ uɐǝɯ ı ǝɯ puɐ noʎ ɥʇıʍ uo buıob sı 11ǝɥ ǝɥʇ uı ʇɐɥʍ ʇsnظ ǝɯ 11ǝʇ ǝsɐǝ1d noʎ uɐɔ noʎ ɥʇıʍ ǝɹǝɥ ɯ’ı puɐ snoıɔsuoɔ ǝɯɐu ʎɯ sı ʎɐpoʇ p1ɹoʍ o11ǝɥ ɯooɹ ɐ ɹǝʇuǝ ı uǝɥʍ ɹǝɯɯɐɥʞɔɐظ ɐ ǝʞı1 buıɥʇǝɯos punos:ʇsınbuı1 @ʌ@…noʎ ǝʌoqɐ puɐʇs 11ıʍ sʎɐʍ1ɐ puɐ ʍou op ı ʎɥʍ sı ɥɔıɥʍ 'ǝɯ ʇnoqɐ sʎɐʍ1ɐ s’ʇı 'noʎ ʍo1ǝq ɹɐǝddɐ ı 11ıʍ ɹǝʌǝu 'ǝʌoqɐ ɯoɹɟ ǝǝs uɐɔ noʎ sɐ 'ʎ11ɐǝɹ uɐǝɯ ı 'ǝɯıʇ ɹǝɥʇo ʇɐɥʇ ɯoɹɟ ɥɔʇıq ʎqqɐ1ɟ ʇɐɥʇ ǝɯɐ1q 11ıʇs ı .sɯǝǝs ʇı ǝ1ıɥʍ ǝ1ʇʇı1 ɐ ɹoɟ ʇsɐǝ1 ʇɐ 'ʞɔɐq buıɯoɔ s’ʇı ʞuıɥʇ ı 'ɥɥɥɥɐɐǝǝǝǝǝǝʎʎʎʎʎ… spɹɐʍʞɔɐq ʇı pɐǝɹ puɐ ʞɔɐq ob noʎ ɟı ʎuunɟ s’ı ʇɐɥʇ sı ʍouʞ ı 11ɐ 'sʞ1oɟ ɹǝɥʇıǝ ʍouʞ ʇ’uop ı

Do that and while you’re at it, try writing three different songs to three different beats…I just did it, pretty simple when you respect the language I speak…

All written and composed by Who’s Saying This, to a few instrumentals provided to me by those at Spellbound Productions. All posted videos were previously recorded by other artists, who I’d acknowledge down here..but I’d like to think that I’ve paid my respects by putting you on this page to begin with. It’s “Fun Friday” people, and as I sit here patiently waiting for my studio time, I decided to put something together for a new friend of mine, who also happens happens to fit the mold of an ideal client.

Here’s to a new you.

Oh and the answer to the quiz:

I don’t know either folks, all I know is that I’s funny if you go back and read it backwards …YYYYYEEEEEEAAHHHH, I think it’s coming back, at least for a little while it seems. I still blame that flabby bitch from that other time, I mean really, as you can see from above, never will I appear below you, it’s always about me, which is why I do now and always will stand above you…

@v@ Linguist:

Sound something like a jackhammer when I enter a room Hello world today is my name conscious and I’m here with you can you please tell me just what in the hell is going on with you and me I mean are we aren’t we I’m not sure but I know that part of the answer to the original question that they will one day ask is this Guess what I feel like doing today Is that a question Was that the one to as now what’s coming next and that certainly was not the question you see once again I tried to tell you to stop, look, and listen…My Style is original and, I’m taking back hip hop by changing the tone…Get that!

Fade Me out Kanye:

Sue me or challenge me…I dare you…Either way IWin

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