JAIR DYNAST - LYRICS
Below are lyrics and songs written by Jair Dynast from his various releases.
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"Art of Invention" by Jair Dynast
℗© 2008 eMultimedia Group, Inc.
Chorus (2x)
We invented rock n' roll
N' we gave 'em Blues & Soul
But these inventions you didn't know
That we made 'em possible
Verse 1
Benjamin Banneker created America's first clock
Carved out of wood replica parts of a watch
A free African American he was self taught
His clock struck on every hour non-stop
'Til the day he died so that's our invention
Seems these days we get the honorable mention
Sport stars and rappers all the attention
Barack Obama came n' broke that tension
Shirley Jackson Ph.D. from MIT
Made it possible for you to have caller ID
N' that call waiting on the next line for me
Fiber Optics cables used for clarity
James E. West he made this Microphone
So we can call this our very own
When I'm on stage yeah I'm in my zone
Like east coast time when I'm back at home
Chorus (2x)
bridge (Barack Obama)
The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit;
The God-given promise that all are equal, all are free,
And all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.
(APPLAUSE)
Verse 2
We love our actors, home runs and slam dunks
Street stories, violent games and real punks
Our reputation bin takin' mad lumps
But we eradicate that disease like the Mumps
Patricia Bath, now that's one lady to be…
Dedicated her life so the blind could see
Made removing Cataracts a simple surgery
With her laser invention from the 80s
Otis Boykin, George Washington Carver
Names you might have heard but nobody bothered
To explain the significance let me start the
Discussions so you probe a little farther
James E. West he made this Microphone
So we could call this our very own
When I'm on stage yeah I'm in my zone
Like east coast time when I'm back at home
Chorus (4x)
My Style by Jair Dynast
℗© 2008 eMultimedia Group, Inc.
Hook
Check, check, check my style
Check, check, check my style
Check, check, check, check my style
Check, check, check my style
Verse 1
I'm independent n' I got that swagger
You're irrelevant, you get that dagger
Smith N' Wesson yeah I make bangers
For what you sellin' we should hang yah
Supra's on my feet hat on real low
Or I got them J's strictly retro
Rock a fade waves, hell yeah yah dunno
Spinning like the second hand on my Movado
Military flow I got them cannons
My style's grand they call me Canyon
Intelligent, n' you can't stand 'em
A Hulk like Hogan watch me slam 'em
WeONit yeah we rock that
Everybody's on it you should cop that
Streetwear addition yeah we got that
Our style's ill so who would stop that
Hook (2x)
Check, check, check my style
Check, check, check my style
Check, check, check, check my style
Check, check, check my style
Verse 2
Impeccable flow, perfect timing
Jealous of the kid n' the way he's rhymin’
Knowledge still penetrates through your mind n'
Kevlar vest, bullet proof lining
Our streetwear, yeah that's priceless
You're still rockin' conflict ices
Your wardrobe is in a major crisis
Like the third world while I write this
Here half livin' dead below poverty
N' that's real, real life not a novelty
Shop indie brands for style n' the quality
Create jobs n' fix our economy
Do it faster than a Usain Bolt
You can download n' memorize my quotes
HTML I'm online key strokes
My style's ill Asthmatics choke
Hook (2x)
Check, check, check my style
Check, check, check my style
Check, check, check, check my style
Check, check, check my style
Haha, whoever said the indie scene ain't got no swagger
Must have lost their minds.
This Jair Dynast and we like to call this Vanguard Hip Hop
Crazy beats, crazy flows, knowledge, swagger and all that combined
Hook (2x)
Check, check, check my style
Check, check, check my style
Check, check, check, check my style
Check, check, check my style
“Can’t Wait (Apathy Is Boring)” by Jair Dynast
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Chorus
No we can’t wait... nah, we can’t wait
We taking our position n’ making our decision...
Cuz we can’t wait, nah we can’t wait
We choosing our own leaders n’ making them believers
Cuz we can’t wait... nah, we can’t wait
Verse 1
Speaking for the voiceless impoverished youth
Disenfranchised, lower class n’ destitute
Like seismic activity out in Asia do
My lines will rock continents, all of you
Broadcasting live from a grimey, basement booth
Like Peter Mansbridge... we going national
It’s irrational if our voices aren’t get heard
Cuz when we immobilize we got ‘em out numbered
I ain’t the last poet with common out on the corner
I’m just a force like a Hotel in a Rwandan slaughter
We awed to know the issues, be heard border to border
Let the press know the youth is new world order
We all diverse like the colors in a prism
Your better heed our issues n’ change your system
Cuz we curing the decease not just the symptom
And we refuse to be your victim n’ we can’t wait
Chorus
Verse 2
15 mins? Nah we want an hour like George Stromboloupolous
Starting from the TDot metropolis
Going worldwide like the UN y’all ain’t stop us
Until we choose the right prime n’ ain’t talkin Optimus
Some say I’m too deep like GangStarr
They out of touch can’t catch the smiles n’ metaphors
Better open your doors for the intelligent youth that’s coming
Understand our issues or you party agenda means nothing
I could show you something bout MTHA public housing
Teenage mothers with too many mouths n’
No food, nothing to feed her seed dyer straights
While you out feeding off shore accounts like Bill Gates
We got bigger issues than your Billion dollar deficit
Under funded schools n’ retaining health benefits
Better get up to de times like Vibez Kartel
Cuz the youth bout to raise hell we can’t wait...
Chorus
Verse 3
Yah see me? I refuse to be disenfranchised
Cuz my pants sag, hat’s low reppin’ the real recognize
My realities, the poverty, the lost souls
The screwface, ain’t just the climate that’s minus below
Affected most by the changing of the guard
It’s us at the bottom raised taxes hit so hard
“Tarred & Featured” ain’t no longer a concern
But the racism is still a slow burn
So I yearn for the day they free my dawg T.R.A.
Another innocent young mind locked away
Racial profiling is still very prevalent today
N’ fact that benevolence in lackin in a major way
I know there’s a lot issues that need to be solved
But we solve nothing if we are apathetic to them all
This is an appeal to the streets to heed my call
Apathy is boring let’s get involved cuz we can’t wait.
Chorus
"Simple Plan" by Jair Dynast
℗© 2008 eMultimedia Group, Inc.
Call it a re-introduction we've bin introduced
I'm the one whom God enlightened barer of the truth
Radioactive, I'm splittin' Atoms in the booth
So Don't come around here without your Hazmat suit
My mother had that youth, 26th was my birth
For two decades I bin tripling my worth
With these God given talents the gifts n' the curse
Sometimes it feels like no crime could be worse
Rather see me in a hearse, than on MTV
But i'll put you in that hearse before you're ending me
Cuz the devil n' his imps don't rest in peace
They just burning in the flames for eternity
It's a simple plan see I'm rather complex
Check the context it ain't just a boom threat
So stop your nonsense, you ain't even a contest
This is the Vanguard Series the albums on deck
F who want next and forget who got now
Cuz I'm the future like wind and solar power
N' you're just a token black like Colin Powell
Barack Obama is the change we talkin' bout
So while you walkin' it out n' lookin' boy
Or Crankin' Dat hit from Soldier Bwoy
We be taking over the streets with the real McKoy
Cuz you're just a figure like a Hasbro Toy
So Don't act so coy you know you're just a tool
Like Jesse Jackson wanting castrate dude
For tellin' our people what we ought to do
He was in Civil Rights dude now ain't got no clue
My styles new, so download the future
N' press return like on a Apple Computer
I got the game in stitches like a doctor's suture
If you wanna have a test you gon need a tutor
I'll mute ya, from the medulla oblongata
And cut the respiration system right off yah
You see... I'm a BlackStar Author
Independently published like Hill Harper
I pray to the father we all need his guidance
Ain't a black or white thing it's a human alliance
Spit quality bars FDA compliant
The flow's on drugs that got you reliant
I supply it, eMulitmedia Distributes it
Critics acclaimed and you can't refute it
I'm speaking to my peoples that's destitute n'
Hoping they could see Aaliyah's Resolution
I'm best for shootin', at these honorable mentions
With they cornball raps n' narcotic intentions
I ain't a discovery just the best invention
One bout away from that title contention
My intention? Bury you like a lost treasure
That's six feet deep the exact measure
N' I'm a Joker like the late Heith Ledger
Stealing the show has been my pleasure (hmm, ha, ha, ha)
Jair Dynast © Copyright 2006
"Vicious" by Jair Dynast
Verse 1
It’s a vicious cycle that this life wrote
Like Agatha Christie murder is cut throat
Since like 10 years partners in crime’s boat
Real shit ain’t nothin’ sweet like what sugar coats
Started hotwiring cars n boostin’ sneakers
Graduated moving weight n’ sellin’ heaters
Common trap for these young thug thrill seekers
Impressionable young minds without them real leaders
Almost inseparable like them conjoined twins
Tariq, dark skin like Sinka devilish grin
Malcolm a burly nigga with his light skin
Tariq a model type but yo, he was really thin
Malcolm lead a small criminal cartel
Considerin’ the comp. they did kinda real well
Mainly credit card scams n’ contraband sales
Hot headed, talkin’ big wit them small tales
Tariq, like natives was always reserved
Hated that shit and wanted out of that type of world
A better life for his moms n’ his baby girl
Colleges said ball was the ticket out soaked up every word
On the court he ate food his senior year
Sales declined Malcolm’s vex he wasn’t there
Signed his letter of intent n’ Malcolm saw it clear
Shout ‘em dead like “If I ain’t leavin’ nigga you can go, no where”
Chorus 2x
Crab in the barrel, gotta be a Negro trait
(Vicious, Vicious, Vicious, Vicious)
Hate to see another nigga elevate
(Vicious, Vicious, Vicious, Vicious)
Verse 2
Brother lost his life tragic like Solider Slim
Her parents, she had to forget about them
Some ‘em in her chest she couldn’t cough up like flem
Her younger siblings, now she gotta fend for them
That’s the pressures, beautiful girl in the hood
Niggaz like, “Baby yah sexy me wan gi you di wood”
Coca Cola body, exotic like models should
Have a lot of work with features that look this good
Music videos, parlayed principal roles
Bills all paid EZ pass them toles
High prices parties with them gifts of Gold
Diamond rings, niggaz would of gave they soul
Her brother taught her the intellect n’ the street smarts
Now she a gifted hustler, breakin’ hearts
No sex, just sex appeal how she played the part
Not a dumb chick, she had big plans to spark
Studied her books n’ started her own business
In a plush town home wit plans to get this
Her Modeling agency n’ spa for fitness
A young female black entrepreneur mistress
To a chauvinistic baller from the west end
Ain’t like her independence said it had to end
She said fuck that, dropped that nigga n’ broke his heart
Next they found her dead out in Malvern, Nelson Park
Chorus 4x
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Song Title: Pull Up
Jair Dynast © Copyright 2006
Hook 1x
We all together in this fight and we yellin’ (Pull Up)
If we on the block or just clockin’ we yellin’ (Pull Up)
Them DJ s bangin’ this track and we yellin’ (Pull Up)
Da Man dem yellin’ (Pull Up) the ladies yellin’ (Pull Up)
Verse 1
I’m like a evil genius cuz I marvel at these comics
Chew n spit ‘em out like them bulimics vomit
Militant lyricist so I cause violence with my topics
Start riots that will turn North America tropic
You see I viciously attack these anorexics thugs
Cuz they light weight pathetic on the them blocks they hug
Some petty niggaz talking keys, grams n’ slugs
I’m in “the Gospel” like psalms getting’ niggaz, higher than drugs
This ain’t a track I made for introspection
But I publish knowledge like them Britannica collections
Too many of us dying from unprotected erections
So we got bigger issues than George Bush wining elections
I’m flawless impenetrable like a Syracuse zone
Jair a breathe of fresh air like asthmatic’s Prednisone
My baritone chaperones bullets to domes
They say I’m violently deep, like some Malcolm X lost poems
Hook 2x
Verse 2
I'm coming at you live... from the frozen north beyond
Cold we stare Lucifer in his face tell 'em be gone
Spittin’ scriptures like the bible that's my word is bond
Got no interest in false idols, so I say bun Babylon
But money is a must when we dealing with this corrupt system
So we drop bombs, collect cheques n’ break our niggaz out prison
Stack funds to have the first black own club down on Richmond
Spit disgusting bars to get niggaz animated like Simpsons
Don't force our hands we'll have your block bright crimson
Bloody up like them gloves that couldn’t convict O.J. Simpson
But false arrest is enough, have innocent niggaz locked in prison
N' the rest entertaining you on courts like them Detroit Pistons
Our kids is brainwashed, infatuated with rims and systems
Thinking below the hips on some get AIDs mission
But fuck it, we all gone die from smog n' fuel emissions
So I drop tracks pressed on wax n' hope that you don't miss ‘em
Hook 2x
Verse 3
This a direct dissection cuz your cerebral’s feeble
I got visions like Moses, God said lead my people
Attack niggaz chase them off these tracks like steeple
Revolutionary by design cuz my material’s lethal
Like 40 below hypothermia, freezing ice
You got beef? Gets cooked, sautéed then spiced
Y’all can’t fuck wit my “Dominion” nigga I’m too nice
So I just eat your “Food Basic”, like white rice
On the hunt like members of a gaming commission
That’s bobby tryina lock my brothers away in prison
Heavily force by this corrupt hypocritical system
To hustle for everything due to impoverished living
Day to day cheque to cheque just barely gettin by
N’ there ain’t nothing bout that life I wanna glorify
Legal ain’t no real defenses when you gettin tried
Money begets money so support black business while you alive
Hook 2x
Jair Dynast © Copyright 2006
"That’s Us" by Jair Dynast
Verse 1
I constantly victimize you victims cuz that’s all you are to me
I’m the epitome of victory cataracts I make you blind to see
The injustice done to those forced to live in this type of meager poverty
Cuz of the color of they skin, they culture or is it just they ethnicity
Yes, we claim to be a democracy livin’ in this free North American country
But society keeps tellin’ me that these muthfuckas bin trying to lying to me
Constantly inundated with images n’ visions of violence n’ criminal activity
You’d think the news we watch was just another Quintin Tarantino movie
Chorus
That’s Us, Them niggaz on the block sell rock them guns
They Bus, Sixteen shots n’ who we killin’
Just’s Us, My niggaz can’t stop til they we drop in the dust
We Must, Get this money is how we feelin we Must
Verse 2
By any means necessary sell it to pregnant crack head Kerri
I mean it ain’t your fault her baby’s gonna be losing like democrat John Kerri
N’ it’s shit like this that upsets my stomach like drinking that past due dairy
It’s crazy niggaz movin’ more weight than Anna Nicole Smith sometimes carries
I know we just victims, product to this n’ it’s damn hard to be leery
Animal instinct nigga yah gotta hustle just to survive n’ that we’re doin barely
Fuck that other road traveled cuz uncertainty has got to be scary
So you stick to what we was taught works even though we know the results always vary
Chorus
Verse 3
I guess you can call this a movement the revolution code named Jair
Middle name Fidel like Castro standin’ for my niggaz amidst poverty n’ despair
They say hind site is 20/20 but my foresight is just as clear
They gonna be sayin’ (voice change)“Why so heavy with the topics? That ain’t shit people wanna hear!”
That’s Ludicris I’m a make y’all “Move Bitch”, to a different drummer this year
While I’m screaming for recognition my mission is to cause utter mayhem up in here
When you listen to Jair it’s like you seeing Revelations as if you was actually there
I’m perfect in my imperfections lets make that clear ain’t nobody fuckin wit Jair
Outtro
Gotta get this money anyway we know how
No matter who we affect or who we kill even if it’s us.
Does that make sense? (laughs)
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Verse 1 "Struggle" by Jair Dynast
It's constantly on my mind as I clear my phlegm
Explain to you and them how life hits deep end
Sinking in a dream nigga I'm barely a float
On "Oceans Eleven" nothing but a 2ply boat
My life's a hustle, plot, all a scheme
However legal, still my aim is cream
You got a bullet proof vest my flow's two in your head
Showing you face cards until the dealer is dead
In the dark I'm up the block handling rocks
With pull shots, two steps from drug spots
That's a plague in my community immunity's bought
Either snap ankles, spit flows or play your part
I choose yankin' niggaz and hittin' them J's
Cuz crime pays but only talent can take you away
Niggaz like "wake up dawg that's all a dream"
I looked that Devil in the face and called his fire steam
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