juyray

Well This is Bosco for all that dont know am juyray cuzzin.Am just here to do a show for him am not really good with this so take your time with me..The 1st hour of songs is just to remember him by.The 2 hour is songs he loved.Now what i have to say about him is from the last time we talk.He told me he was trying to get his life back on track.And he was working hard to get what he had lost,Juyray just came ruthlessly real, tearing every track apart over some of the tightest, most appealing beats around for 07 to 10. You can’t help but feel him through his struggles as he details times of growing up as a boy, to a man, and to the more current situations he finds himself in society, where death by the gun is a way of life. Some of his lyrics are a heartfelt plea for help in a life that was tough. The thing about Juyray was that he was much more than a plain old ordinary gangsta rapper. He had a consciousness, with lyrics that take you down the path of reality, through a blazing display of tongue twisting words and intelligent punchlines with deep thought.Maybe, the best rapper from New Orlean, his lyricics, makes one think … Rest In Pease.Juyray This is a e mail i got from him saying Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others; deep as love,