VISIT www.JAIHARRIS.com: March 2009

“H1DD3N AGENDA™ ”

Wake the fuck up! B4 your times up!!!
You got your eyes wide shut
Or just open but not focused
Or maybe you’re just content with ignorance
Either way, I have something to say so just listen
Envision a world where currency
Is the only thing that can keep you from becoming deceased
Your entire survival depends on the status you reach
But it’s rarely within reach, see
Thirteen bloodlines determine which lines you can
Cross!---Burning them in yard was never hard
Now its done on a larger scale
Crucifying the poor, resurrecting them in jail
Prisoners given new lives filled with more strife, modern day slavery
And the reality is that they are simply placeholders
For an intended genocide
Cause prison cells and concentration camps all look the same when you inside
This has been the plan since the beginning of time
At least what’s been recorded or reported by propaganda press
Who could care less about our best interests
When it’s time for war they’ll be the ones against us
They’ll deliver to the enemy’s hands
And if everything goes as they planned
They will announce us being at the highest terrorist threat level
They’ll say, "The only way to be safe is to come to our underground base
It’s the only safe place in the state"
Some will attempt to vacate, maybe jump on a plane, but to get to the terminal
You have to take the underground train
And under the train 160 feet
There will be soldiers in gas masks, armed from head to feet
They’ll force you in a room
Make you remove your clothes
Pack you in a holding cells and spray you with a hose
Men separated from women, families lost
History will repeat it’s self with a twenty twelve Holocaust
When the gas clears the airs, countless lives lost, no one left to mourn
And the only sound your hear is another packed train pulling up to the platform
A plan formed since 1776
Annuit Coeptis, the great seal of the United States
The infamous country stolen by the KKK
Ever notice the layout of DIA?
They say Columbus was a Freemason
And the owl on the back of Washington got me wondering
If the Bohemians know that We can see in the dark 2!
And thanks to Youtube, we’ve been watching you!
Behold a Pale Horse and Michael Moore have tried to keep us informed
And though many have already formed the opinion that this is outlandish
Or even crazy, maybe the chosen few
Will take advantage of the time left to try to get through to the people
Encourage them to want to know more
Sit down for an hour forty-two minutes to watch The Spook Who Sat by the Door
Be prepared to organize just in case of a war
Cause its better to be over prepared then to lay dead on a concentration camp floor
So wake the fuck up! B4 your times up!!!
You got your eyes wide shut
Or just open but not focused
I pray you're not content with ignorance
You have to look the snakes in the eye
So Keep Your Head Up
We will shire brighter then their H1DD3N AGENDA™!

Jai Harris
© 6.30.09

PS: I share with you the knowledge in which God has armed me
I am God's Army, and with Him in my heart no evils will ever harm me.

*****H1DDEN AGENDA™
POEM FROM THE FILM COMING SOON!!! PLEASE STAY TUNED!!!!

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Is Jay Z is Part of the Illumaniti?

These are just My observations but check his lyrics...

"D'Evils"

[Chorus: (scratched by DJ Premier)]
"Dear God, I wonder can you save me?" [Snoop Dogg]
"Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body..." [Prodigy]
"Dear God, I wonder can you save me?"
"Secret society, tryin' to keep they eye on me..." [Prodigy]
"Dear God, I wonder can you save me?"
"Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body..."
"Dear God, I wonder can you save me?"

[Verse 1]
This shit is wicked on these mean streets
None of my friends speak
We're all tryin' to win, but then again
Maybe it's for the best though, 'cause when they're seein' too much
You know they're tryin' to get you touched
Whoever said illegal was the easy way out couldn't understand the
mechanics
And the workings of the underworld, granted
Nine to five is how to survive, I ain't tryin' to survive
I'm tryin' to live it to the limit and love it a lot
Life ills, poison my body
I used to say 'fuck mic skills,' and never prayed to God, I prayed to
Gotti
That's right it's wicked, that's life I live it
Ain't askin' for forgiveness for my sins, endz
I break bread with the late heads, picking their brains for angles on
all the evils that the game'll do
It gets dangerous, money and power is changing us
And now we're lethal, infected with D'Evils...

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
We used to fight for building blocks
Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killin'
The closest of friends when we first started
But grew apart as the money grew, and soon grew black-hearted
Thinkin' back when we first learned to use rubbers
He never learned so in turn I'm kidnappin' his baby's mother
My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese
She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties
About his whereabouts I wasn't convinced
So I kept feedin' her money 'til her shit started to make sense
Who could ever forsee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties
now I'm tryin' to rock this bitch to sleep
All the years we were real close
Now I see his fears through her tears, know she's wishin' we were still
close
Don't cry, it is to be
In time, I'll take away your miseries and make 'em mine, D'Evils...

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
My flesh, no nigga could test
My soul is possessed by D'Evils in the form of diamonds and lexuses
The exorcist, got me doin' skits like Homie
You don't know me, but the whole world owe me
Strip!
Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fuckin' life
So now I'm down for whatever, ain't nothing nice
Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly
But now this higher learnin' got the Remy in me
Liquors invaded my kidneys
Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me
I can't be held accountable, D'Evils beating me down, boo
Got me runnin' with guys, makin' G's, tellin' lies that sound true
Come test me, I never cower
For the love of money, son, I'm givin' lead showers
Stop screamin', you know the demon said it's best to die
And even if Jehovah witness, bet he'll never testify, D'Evils...

[Scratched by DJ Premier]
"Dear God, I wonder can you save me?"

"Can I Live"

Yeah, hah, yeah Roc-A-Fella
We invite you to, somethin epic y'all know?
Well we hustle out of a sense of, hopelessness
Sort of a desperation
Through that desperation, we 'come addicted
Sorta like the fiends we accustomed to servin
But we feel we have nothin to lose
so we offer you, well, we offer our lives, right
What do you bring to the table?

While I'm watchin every nigga watchin me closely
my shit is butter for the bread they wanna toast me
I keep my head, both of them where they supposed to be
Hoes'll get you sidetracked then clap from closed feet
I don't sleep, I'm tired, I feel wired like codeine, these days
a brother gotta admire from four fiends away
My pain wish it was quick to see, from sellin 'caine
til brains was fried to a fricaisse, can't lie
At the time it never bothered me, at the bar
gettin my thug on properly, my squad and me
lack of respect for authority, laughin hard
Happy to be escapin poverty, however brief
I know this game got valleys and peaks, expectation
for dips, four percent pertation we stack chips, hardly
The youth I used to be, soon to see a mill'in
No more, Big Willie my game has grown prefer you call me William
Illin for revenues, Rayful Edmonds like
Channel 7 news, round seven jewels, hand gettin the mic
Forgettin all I ever knew, convenient amnesia
I suggest you call my lawyer, I know the procedure
Lock my body can't trap my mind, easily
explain why we adapt to crime
I'd rather die enormous than live dormant that's how we on it
Live at the main event, I bet a trip to Maui on it
Presidential suites my resedential for the weekend
Confidentially speakin in codes since I sense you peekin
The NSX rental, don't be fooled my game is mental
We both out of town dog, what you tryin to get into?
Viva, Las Vegas, see ya, later at the crap tables
meet me by the one that starts a G up
This way no fraud Willie's present gambling they re-up
And we can have a pleasant time, sippin margaritas
Ge-ge-geyeahhh, can I live?
Can I live?

My mind is infested, with sick thoughts that circle
like a Lexus, if driven wrong it's sure to hurt you
Dual level like duplexes, in unity, my crew and me
commit atrocities like we got immunity
You guessed it, manifest it in tangible goods
Platinum Rolexed it, we don't lease
we buy the whole care, as you should
My confederation, dead a nation, EXPLODE
on detonation, overload the mind of a said patient
When it balls to steam, it comes to it
we all fiends gotta do it, even righteous minds go through this
True this, history school us to spend our money foolish
Bond with jewellers and, watch for intruders
I stepped it up another level, meditated like a buddhist
Recruited lieutenants with ludicrous, dreams of
gettin cream let's do this, it gets tedious
So I keep one eye open like, C-B-S, ya see me
stressed right? Can I live?
Can I live?
Can I live?
Can I live?
Ha-hah, Roc-A-Fella y'all

"Lucifer"

[Chorus:]
Lucifer, dawn of the morning!
I'm gonna chase you out of Earth
Lucifer, Lucifer, dawn of the morning...
(I'm from the murder capital, where we murder for capital)
Lucifer, Lucifer, dawn of the morning!
I'm gonna chase you out of Earth
(Kanyeeze you did it again, you're a genius nigga!)
Lucifer, Lucifer, dawn of the morning...
So you niggas change your attitude
For they asking what happened to you

[Verse One]
Lord forgive him
He got them dark forces in him
But he also got a righteous cause for sinning
Them a murder me so I gotta murder them first
Emergency doctors performing procedures
Jesus
I ain't trying to be facetious
But "Vengance is mine" said the Lord
You said it better than all
Leave niggas on deaths door
Breathing off res-por-rators
for killing my best boy, HATERS
On perminate hiatus as I skate
In the Maybach Benz
Flya the Sanna Lathan
Pumping "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angeles
Like an evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you bastards
Hope you been reading your psalms and chapters
Paying your ties being good Catholics
I'm coming

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
Yes
This is Holly war
I wet you all with the Holly water
Spray from the Hetckler Koch auto
Matic all the static shall cease to exist
Like a sematical I throw a couple at you
Take six
Spread love to all of my dead thugs
I'll pour out a little Louie 'til I head above
Yes Sir
And when I perish
The meek shall inherit the earth
Until that time it's on a poppin Church
Like Don Bishop
The fifth upon cock either
Lift up your soul or give the Holly ghost please
I leave ya in somebody's Cathedral
And stunting like Evil Kenevil
I'll let you see where that bright light lead you
The more you talk the more you irking us
The more you gonna need memorial services
The Black Albums second verse is like
Devil's Pie please save some dessert for us

Man I gotta get my soul right
I gotta get these Devils out my life
These cowards gonna make a nigga ride
They won't be happy 'til somebody dies

Man I gotta get my soul right
'For I'm locked up for my whole life
Everytime it seems it's all right
Somebody want they soul to rise
(I'll chase you off of this Earth)

[Verse Three]
I got dreams of holding a Nine milla
To Bobs killer
Asking him "why?" as my eyes fill up
These days I can't wake up with a dry pillow
Gone but not forgotten Holmes I still feel ya
So... curse the day that birthed the bastard
Who caused your Church mass
Reverse the crash
Reverse the blast
And reverse the car
Reverse the day, and there you are
Bobalob
Lord forgive him we all have sinned
But Bobs a good dude please let him in
And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge
Please blame it on the sun of the mourning
Thanks Again

So I’m really not a blogger, but I guess you can say I was inspired tonight so I wrote… and I tagged anyone I seen tonight or maybe you just came to my mind tonight. So today was Friday the 13th and it was a day that intrigued a lot of thought for me. First I read a play this morning called AUGUST; OSAGE COUNTY. Highly recommended and very well written. Now this play, played with my head, had me thinking completely out of the box today. So I took risks, I thought about completing a poem I starting writing over two years ago about my little brother Marques who was killed June 07. I thought about expressing how I felt about the news I heard TODAY about my mother… that she was being sent to a mental institution TODAY 03/13.09 Because she HAS BEEN THINKING ABOUT KILLING HERSELF. How do I feel??? I don’t know because the first thing I wanted to do was to make it go away, maybe drink it away the way she did before she entered the hospital and INFORMED them that she no longer wanted to live because in MY MIND she couldn’t have been sober to admit that aloud… And I cry for her… because that’s the first emotion to arise. So out of my character, but appropriate because as much as I avoid or hide from my truths, they will never cease to exist. And although I am confused because my mother was never really given the opportunity to be just that, I have never been given the opportunity to understand or respect it. So I don’t really know how to feel right now. But as much as she and I bump heads, I PRAY for her. I WANT her to be the woman she is SUPPOSE to be. I HURT for her, I STRESS for her, I AM her and she still REJECTS me. I’m 25 , successful, and STILL SHE REJECTS me and STILL I HURT FOR HER, WITH HER-- still unable to disconnect myself FROM HER. I was beginning to love her because I ASSUMED she was beginning to love herself, today I found out I was wrong… HOW would you feel? I am ALL CRIED OUT from her and my father and I can HONESTLY SAY, YOU CAN’T MISS WHAT YOU NEVER HAD.—In REFERENCE to my biological PARENTS ONLY. But even they were AMAZING enough to have Off-Springs that could someday change the world. I’m content knowing that I will, that WE WILL! And that motivates me! The ONLY confirmation I WILL EVER NEED, because no matter what happens WE ARE HERE! I love you Mike, Marques (RIP), Dana and Donovan! WE ARE HERE!