Did this a couple years ago... Jump up and clap your fucking hands!? psh, ha. it's whatev.

J-LATE - Bitches Want What

When you're sick and tired of hearing people bs. When you can see through peoples eyes and facial expressions. When you just know things that they don't want you to know.

J-LATE - Tell Me Lies

Lyrics: 
(chorus)
One more line
Cause I wanna start losing my mind
One more time
Cause I wanna drink til I throw up
One more crime
I’ll forget cause I’m really fucked up
One more line
Where’s the party at? I wanna stay up

World’s shattering, around me / don’t know where I’m headed, writing / blind sided, words surrounding / jibber-jabbering, trying to keep my head straight / losing it, pills take / quietly sneaking-creeping til I get a / headache – fall down – hit the ground / ow-ow-ow / doing it up, not giving a fuck / doing a slut, cause I give a fuck / put it in her butt than watch her scream / then I hit, the ice cream store / gonna get – some candy and some snacks to eat / before I go back to my man cave to jack off to a Hillary Clinton’s speech

(chorus)

Life’s a brawl / a free for all / but we pay to regulate / keep the order / build a border / so we don’t cross lines for rules in place / shoot me down / lock me up / tie me down / tie me up / almost time / few more lines / few more pills / few more kicks / roll the dice / it’s all a game / how far can you make it? / how much can you withstand, before it all ends in this earthquake?! / huge mistake, spoke too soon / now you probably think I’m crazy / but your on one too, so it’s all good / what was I just saying?

(chorus)

Crazy ass fuck with a devil on his shoulders / I’m optimistic bitch, I can move boulders / cure Ebola with my dick / come here sit and take this shit / rooms spinning like Matrix bitch / moving quick, but oh so slow / losing control while in a time warp / rocky horror picture show / am I a man or woman? – I just don’t know / stereotype me with my clothes / or when I wear some, I’m naked hoe ho-ho-Ho! / hey Santa Clause is here today and bestiality is here to stay / (Santa) “I love my reindeer but don’t you say or you get no presents on Christmas day.” Fuck you, I get my presents still – I’ma tell everybody…

(chorus)


One More Line

J-LATE - One More Line (Preview)

J-LATE - Breaking Bad (freestyle)

J-LATE - Shiny Lab | Hip Hop Rap Instrumental

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J-LATE - Shiny Lab Instrumental

J-LAte - An Unexpected Journey | Hip Hop Rap Instrumental

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J-LATE - An Unexpected Journey Instrumental

J-LAte - Big Collision | Hip Hop Rap Instrumental

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J-LATE - Big Collision (Instrumental)

J-LAte - Electric Factory | Hip Hop Rap Instrumental

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J-LATE - Electric Factory Instrumental

J - LATE - POS

“I’ve tried too hard in my life to stop now.” – J-LATE

J-Late(sometimes seen as JLate) grew up in Southern California. He didn’t have the best of childhoods but who really did? Growing up with a mother struggling with alcoholism and prescription medications, left everyday of his life unpredictable. He would stay up long into the night until his mothers enraged drunken cries and screams faded into a positive light. Long into the night he kept his headphones on to try and escape from his nightmares. Late nights to late mornings, he could never get up for school. Mom would yell and throw water on him almost every morning. Telling him to wake up, you’re going to be late but he could barely get out of bed. He has dealt with so much drama throughout his life from fake friends to women. Dealt with an alcoholic mom that didn’t seem to give a crap about him. Only to grow up to be stuck taking care of her while working at a dead end job that doesn’t pay much. If you have never seen a man more twisted and tortured than J-Late, take a listen to his music. It’s hard for him to care about much of anything and he will probably never give a damn about you. All he has is rap music, a pen and a pad to express himself. Without that, he wouldn’t be here today. A smile from him, is like seeing the man in the moon, wink.