Check this out...I figured since we was havin trouble puttin together collab pieces, we could try this

Spit a few bars n introduce urself the crew...tell us a lil something about urself (Jus a Quick lil Key)
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I'll Start...

I call Maryland Home, And stay Burying Foes
n u can ask ne cat round here, cause everyone knows
that I've Forever been Cold...Like Terminal Cancer,
Who neva took shit Well....like Affordable Pampers
Neva Question the Answers... I put minds back into-tact
cause most cat dont capture the facts, n the rest is jus Rats
wasting Breath wit they Raps

I rarely talk that shit, Playin Cool n Stayin Low
became established in a hurry, Saying Truths n Layin Dope!/
Whos Next?...Dont be Afraid 2 Post!//
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Step Up...however many bars u can get out

I come from the shadows where the PaperCity lay
coldstares and empty hearts on display
where sunny days are gray
no marbles, gun blast hmm kids at play
learn to love the rain
Misery loved Company till I departed with Pain
and left the cold with nothing to gain

Cool idea...I'm blazed as shit...fuck it, here's a "J-Key"




I couldn’t afford a decent place, owned a bent easel with a painting of Vin Diesel’s face

Looked for work at a seasoned pace, my clothes exposed a Grim Reaper’s taste
I would sit and eat my cake when it wasn’t mine to begin with
Then bitch how I couldn’t finish, throw half away to the wolves and pigeons
Why I couldn’t see the wrong with an aging nymph in a sea saw relationship
Took a weekend long vegas trip and ended up on a roof seeking a wait to quit
I hated the shit, my whole day escaped an oasis, a wasted “today’s script”
So I changed the way I lived and realized I had creative statements to give
I was blessed with gifts and packages, riffs in forms of adjectives
It’s no accident that half the forum supports and adores my practices
What’s in store after this? My book of rhymes is chapter less
I’ve stamped the press so many times I feel like I’m an evangelist
How am I supposed to work when this broken bird’s spoken word is soaked in hurt
Provoked by a girl with an open skirt, a dopehead urge and a hopeless search
Expose the dirt and unearth the birth of something original, two middle initials
JK…with a few “ae”s , the true Adam and Eve that still riddles officials
Motherfucking bitches, fast forward thru this crash course of “you’re lacking force”
I’m a gassed Porsche blasting thru the glass door with a chanting roar
Then back to resorting to being meddlesome with oriental medicine
Metal in skin as the needles restore the mental zest of Zen
Again, my soul mystifies, mist filled eyes tip over and hope is cried
The open skies once closed shows Katrina knows more will die
That’s why I’m fortunate my forte is to formulate gourmet
But my eyes still pour rain as corpses remain in overflowed storm drains
Change the course of things, I’m still ripping skirts off as a shady trend
Picking up girls who can angle their legs in my mercedez benz
I’m creating a thread way too long now to represent a crew shot out
I say it proud, JaeKae reppin the Def with an intricate internet sound…


Edit: I had to fix some spelling.

nice....keep em comin...every one introduce urself...it aint gotta b long...jk jus got in a groove...give us as many bars as u deem necessary

^yeah, sorry bout that...ya'll know how it is...

Jae lol jesus i'll do this when I feel better, crazy shit Jae