Reggie

Reggie(Hiplife Grand papa) MySpace URL: www.myspace.com/reggierockstone

projeck monkz

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j737oYS9xys

projeck monkz

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vST-7hOXPK0

PROJECT MONKZ VIDEO

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j737oYS9xys

DJ BLACK JOY FM

DJ BLACK(mr. toontoom)- JOYFM "It's natural I would say nice things about myself, but my friends know me better, so read my testimonials and see what they have to say," These are few of the coolest things DJ BLACK "The Hottest Dj" in Ghana says about himself He's got disc jockey skills which is off the hizzle. Check out his site MySpace URL: www.myspace.com/toontoom

KWAKU-T

www.myspace.com/kwakuttheblackstar KwakuT One of Ghana's favourite rappers Holding it down for Ghana!

Kwaku-T

Rap / Afro-beat / Rap

verbal wars

I spit vennom 2 swell up ur JAWS/
itz da lyrical COLD-BLOWS @ ur front DOORS/
da weired-scary-tolds, ma rhyme ROARS/
I proclaim HOLINESS n bring da verbal WARS.
am more of a strange OBJECT change not ma SUBJECTS,am RAW!

controversial classic!

im da most anticipated lyrical logic/
Da most complicated controversial classic/
A rapforce invisible like africa magic/
im advocating for rap not social tragic!

lyrics in chains

who can restrain my brains and this lyrics in chains/who can explain why i spit flames/ its just a dream of fame/ i wanna proclaim spittin my brains again and again/ its just rapgame making me insane/ and its not a shame/ i make it rain everywhere i came thats why my name reign the game

Technorati Profile

Da HipHop Advocate!

Da real hiphop advocate is back again/ not for tha cashmoney not for tha freakyfame/ my streetlove for rap is what got me insane/ giving up everything for this rapgame/ thumbs up if you share the same dream with me and not ashamed/ and if you are proud let me hear you exclaim!/ travelling on a raptrain aint da same/ like on a plane/ im in love wih hiphop but ma rhymes cant explain/ if things i rhyme are flames/ your stereo should be blazing tha blame/ this job aint no kidding game/if you are a rapper you know tha strain/ lyrically i spit my brain/ my flow mystyle is off da chain/ the blood is the same/ but tha flow gotta change/ lets get down to tha underground lane/ i rep ma crew once again/ slingclickyshot thats my name/ i live for tha music, forever i love to reign/ get the hip hop culture proclaimed/ and let my rhymes and lines preach da truth and entertain/ like nas like scientific, like Jsoul, like Tpain!

rhyme talk

im walkin tha walk/ talkin tha talk/ rockin tha hiphop scene/ wit a fascinating gleam/ what a gansta rapper/ what a rhyme genius/ they can believe i'm poppin them things wit a big shot/ explodin wit vibes on radio/ blazin hot tha stereo/ a bit of me they wanna feel/ when they wanna get some thrill/ why despise me/ if you dont like me /i dont care if you are tha boss of your empire/ in ma hood i'm da vampire/ i'm a big boy wit a big toy/ i do big and bigger things/ fly in big and bigger wings/ y'all know it is flamin hot/ when i touch da spot/ y'all know it's total massacre when ma joint hit da club/ thats why people loose control /when i hit them wit ma flow!

trista

I'm da backbone of da Rap loonies/lipstick/No one can prove me wrong/ cos i'ma gansta /top notorious ganster /who survived sixteen shots/and still breathing on da streets of crime/ Me aint no hustler movin faster/but da real gansta/ this is my life way /if u dont like it anyway/grin pounds/ my shot is swinging/who's kiddin/ no pleadin/just mild whisperings shakin down black fellaz/some fellaz / cryin beggin on the streets for money/but always gambling/ You tryna mess with me/i gotta make u flip down/ with ma crazy clicky gun/listen round town/ my song gives adirty punch/ You better go wash your mummy dirty underwaers/ and stop messing when i'm around

slingshot

This is the real slingshot poppin this splidiz/with Rap Clause Gangsters/Y'all love ma style y'all got crazy/ kneeedl bowed, kissed my feet/ /i'll drop ma gun click on ya slippery lips of stiches/ all ya hands up/where your guns are/drop that gun lets face reality with tristic/i got crazy pretty coinz of pound sterlings/ rollin on ma lyrical manuscripts/as i was crown the black lyricist/

rhythm with bruise

i was down in tha hood/ thuggin street of smoke fuse/in ma gangsta shoes/ wit no excuse/just a rhythm wit bruise/i had critical bloody game broken loose/i got shot up/ in tha game of crime poppin/ soon jailed and beaten/time running they thought i'll be dead/but im still breathin smiling wit tha same style/y'all have forgotten my crazy rhmes ticklings/ that gives a bloody hitz/for many riches y'all trade your souls for money/ but cant be like me!