There was none higher  

When it came 2 flippin' wax

The kid was on fire    

He scratched and attacked

And put smiles on many faces

In trademark leather suits

And Addidas with no laces  

The man behind RUN

And the DMC  

The turntable 'Jam Master'

Undeniably!!!!  

From The Boogie Down Bronx

To Jamaica Queens

He put the needle on the record

And the vinyl steamed!    

He made the poppers pop

And the breakers break

When he rocked the box...

He made the speakers quake    

He cut and transformed

Fingers never ever sticky

And I must confess

That his style was so Tricky  

Now he's mixin' in Heaven

With Biggie and Pac

And he's 'Down With The King'

And the Angelic Flock  

We reminisce over you

And pray everyday

May U rest and stay blessed

"Jam Master Jay"

Originally penned 11/6/02 by §hådøw shortly after hearing about the death of Jason Mizzell.

We love U man,...R.I.P.

Hip-Hop 4-Ever!

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