ever get bored and jsut start writing raps?

well i did, wanna see?

YO! they call me sever like i do to your limbs

im not wak unlike your souless 2 dimensional hymns

im much deeper, dont even try to comprehend me son

you pull out your knife just as i pull out my lyrical gun

your rhymes cant touch me so just step to the side

while i wipe out the rest of your race, i call it genocide

yeh ive battled your type before, your all alike you

come up to the stage, fuck up, and embarass the mic...

yeh well i know its wak, but im not that good of an mc.

man post yours!

Originally posted by FA?!

lyrical gun

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represent 4 elements, hip hop lyfe.....

Originally posted by FA?!

ever get bored and jsut start writing raps?

 

Nope.

well damn brotha im not an mc

Post more.

Originally posted by Poop Man Bob

Post more.

Please.

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2blazzed...shall we battle?

Originally posted by El Mamerro

Nope.

don't burn on me..im not a rapper.

i just write raps sometimes. my moniker is HotHead.

A hothead, yall cant tell me nuttin

Comin at me wrong, forced ta start buckin

Sick in the head, black in the heart

Double cross me, rip ya cabbage apart

Savage from the start, and im relentless

Anyone gonna test this, knock you fuckin senseless

I’m Not the type to forgive,not the type to let live

Find out were you live, Got somethin to give

Monday night,Sneak through the rear, Coast is clear

Creepin down the hall, Ready to deliver your downfall

Find you in the room, One glance at me,Start buggin like you on shrooms

Cus you see me with the broken broom, Ready to spark a fresh wound

You see, life is hard so death is even harder, fuckin wit me ill make you a martyr

You can’t put a stop to my evil, Ya mind is so feeble

Unable to understand my existence, Uncanny persistance

With the blades and steel, This aint mtv, shit is real

And if I got the time, I get down with the grime

Fuck bein strapped wit a nine, A rusty cleaver will do just fine

Ready to lace you up like a Charlie Manson, and lettin you die fast aint the mothafuckin plan son.

Fuckin wit me, Aint tha fuckin gig

Cus fuckin wit me, Ill split ya fuckin wig

Fuckin wit me, youll learn ya fuckin les-son

Cus fuckin wit me , its worse than fuckin death son

Through Spiked boards and Electric shock, a Master Lock thrown in a sock

Ill teach you to keep your mouth quiet about the block, and how you move that rock

You front like you hard, mentally scarred, from the rough times on the boulevard

But that shits just an act jack, like white boys that act black,thinkin they big cus they can move a dub sack

You aint known vicious till you caught my face, Heart pumpin like 8000 watts of bass

I slay with amazing grace, so embrace, or disgrace, but if you choose the latter you’ll find your existence erased.

Im sick wid it like an abortion clinic, Neva received less than 5 stars from a critic

And if you aint feelin how I spit it, Don’t admit it, Cus I mother fuckin promise you’ll regret it.

This is hothead, untouchable like a supernatural spirit, My presence reigns supreme, motha fuckas fear it, hitten them bongs, rip the chamber till I clear it, Just a worthless emcee, but motha fuckas hear it

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"WHO THE FUCK TOLD THIS KID HE COULD RHYME???!?!?!?!!"

when i get bored i likes to rap

on your mothers face i likes to crap

fuck u hoe you dirty slut

down forward diagonal kens upper cut

rip your ear off quick and fast

tip over my own boat fishing at the lake for bass

what do u guys think of the jawn i posted? everyone i show my raps to or freestyle infront of says they like my shit a lot. i was thinking of just keeping with it until i get good at the verbal part and maybe trying to get at an underground label. no big shit if it never works just something extra to try for.

down forward diagonal kens upper cut

:lol:

Im never bored. Yes i do write lots and lots of raps that actually have meaning to them instead of this crappy underground off beat lyrical trickery.

thats all

Originally posted by mr.yuck

Im never bored. Yes i do write lots and lots of raps that actually have meaning to them instead of this crappy underground off beat lyrical trickery.

 

thats all

fucccccccccckkkkin woooooooooord.

yuck post one of your raps.

NO,NEVER

This to be recorded in a week or so.

Roamed the promiseland to eggshells,

and stand still in sand 'til leg swells,

play the xzylophone when vertebrate snakes and breaks beats

like 353 deseased I got stompin' feet through concrete

Mom meet my phantom style I kept between 3 sheets and rising,

suprising the whole scene really needs surmizing

or summarizing, In the summer he plummet lower than his eyes sink,

when the toes are getting number and he dumb enough to try and think

My mink tongue rattle like ricky ticky tabby,

knocked by the v.s., when the pinky slipped he grabbed me

gnabbed me, badly, like locked up in the cell and thinking about your family

A tragedy, Get you so confused you'll leave thinking that you had me

Glady, he convey this simple stream of thought,

and irrigate it quick to fill this gene pool that he bought

(bridge)

At this point in the time the beat get a little tame

Deconstruct the rhyme just to take it to the brain,

Fat cheeks huff 'n puff who's style gets rearranged

Like kallidescope vision you get from lickin windowpane

go on a week long benders for inspiration to stay amazed

then center of the pupils pan 4 ways like saws when played

And ya'll stil amazed he really went and made the grade,

but he's all Bill Hicks in a land of David Spades

(bridge back)

Anyway he did it, knew every single word bout a minute 'fore he printed

and shitted, a whole new brand of cold heat

head up in the bandage, he demanded they fold pleats

like if they wanna run the bases they should bring their own cleats

practice what they preech,

if gats is what you live for keep that shit in the streets

(bridge fakeout)

It's simple like 'stick, ball', toggle pong 'pit, fall'

slide down the goggles and vanish in thick fog,

Brandish my big balls, Dammit I'm this calm

Caught a blister from the sun when hid it in thick palms

(bridge)

and if you really want they stomach to drop like roller coasters

shop 'em down to china to get popped with kitty toasters

I've really had enough of dealing with geek wits,

So every single hipster gets hit with pink Bics

Ask my man Andy/ he works the beat, and damn it sounds dandy

Now the only question is if you understand me

And if you don't, oh well, it is what it is

/... Just coming from the rib

I'm just hell bent for leather

best rapper alive

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ever get bored and jsut start writing raps?

actually no, i write techno songs.

how do you write techno songs? isn't that just a bunch of fucking alien-sounds? i didn't think words were involved. correct me if im wrong im not a techno head.

Originally posted by FA?!

i pull out my lyrical gun

 

"these kids w/ their corny metaphors

bout how they're lyrically this

and lyrically that

you're not lyrically fat

you're lyrically wack"

Re: This to be recorded in a week or so.

Originally posted by 26SidedCube

Roamed the promiseland to eggshells,

and stand still in sand 'til leg swells,

 

play the xzylophone when vertebrate snakes and breaks beats

like 353 deseased I got stompin' feet through concrete

 

Mom meet my phantom style I kept between 3 sheets and rising,

suprising the whole scene really needs surmizing

 

or summarizing, In the summer he plummet lower than his eyes sink,

when the toes are getting number and he dumb enough to try and think

 

My mink tongue rattle like ricky ticky tabby,

knocked by the v.s., when the pinky slipped he grabbed me

 

gnabbed me, badly, like locked up in the cell and thinking about your family

A tragedy, Get you so confused you'll leave thinking that you had me

 

Glady, he convey this simple stream of thought,

and irrigate it quick to fill this gene pool that he bought

 

(bridge)

 

At this point in the time the beat get a little tame

Deconstruct the rhyme just to take it to the brain,

 

Fat cheeks huff 'n puff who's style gets rearranged

Like kallidescope vision you get from lickin windowpane

 

go on a week long benders for inspiration to stay amazed

then center of the pupils pan 4 ways like saws when played

 

And ya'll stil amazed he really went and made the grade,

but he's all Bill Hicks in a land of David Spades

 

(bridge back)

 

Anyway he did it, knew every single word bout a minute 'fore he printed

and shitted, a whole new brand of cold heat

 

head up in the bandage, he demanded they fold pleats

like if they wanna run the bases they should bring their own cleats

 

practice what they preech,

if gats is what you live for keep that shit in the streets

 

(bridge fakeout)

 

It's simple like 'stick, ball', toggle pong 'pit, fall'

slide down the goggles and vanish in thick fog,

 

Brandish my big balls, Dammit I'm this calm

Caught a blister from the sun when hid it in thick palms

 

(bridge)

 

and if you really want they stomach to drop like roller coasters

shop 'em down to china to get popped with kitty toasters

 

I've really had enough of dealing with geek wits,

So every single hipster gets hit with pink Bics

 

Ask my man Andy/ he works the beat, and damn it sounds dandy

Now the only question is if you understand me

 

And if you don't, oh well, it is what it is

/... Just coming from the rib

this shits aight i like it towards the end better..i wouldnt have known what it was about if it were'nt for the vs line. some of its confusing like

"Roamed the promiseland to eggshells,

and stand still in sand 'til leg swells,

play the xzylophone when vertebrate snakes and breaks beats"

Like whats the promiseland to eggshells mean? and standing still in sand? and playing xzylophone WHEN vertebrate snakes and breaks beats? i dont understand the last part right there alot. when vertebrate snakes what? it doesn't look like a complete thought. correct me on this shit I never can understand what people are saying when they write all "out-there" and ish. Don't take this as a diss either I'm just confused.

Re: Re: ever get bored and jsut start writing raps?

Originally posted by 26SidedCube

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hahaha zing :lol:

Re: Re: This to be recorded in a week or so.

Originally posted by GucciCondom

this shits aight i like it towards the end better..i wouldnt have known what it was about if it were'nt for the vs line. some of its confusing like

"Roamed the promiseland to eggshells,

and stand still in sand 'til leg swells,

play the xzylophone when vertebrate snakes and breaks beats"

Like whats the promiseland to eggshells mean? and standing still in sand? and playing xzylophone WHEN vertebrate snakes and breaks beats? i dont understand the last part right there alot. when vertebrate snakes what? it doesn't look like a complete thought. correct me on this shit I never can understand what people are saying when they write all "out-there" and ish. Don't take this as a diss either I'm just confused.

Meaning basically I've looked around this damn place that's supposed to have so much to offer until there's nothing left (reference: busta rhymes ELE intro; hollowed earth) and even when I found there was nothing left I still sat around until the environment started to hurt me... this particular place is more like a desert since there's nothing here for me. Deserts have snakes that sway like the backbone when I hear a beat I feel..which leaves me to realize I only live to write these stupid little songs that no one but my friends understand. I hate 'explaining' this shit. Read the last line kiddo, it is what it is.

If you don't get it on first listen (read I guess), good. I make my shit for my friends and for replay value. They get it, if you don't oh well. I try harder than anything to be not 'out there' but what the fuck ever, I'm just doing what comes natural.

Whoa, like.. deep, dude... abstract, whooa.

Yeah I understand now,it's cool. I was just trying to help because I didn't know for what reason you were recording it, and if you were trying to sell it I was just trying to help with how you worded things. I won't comment anymore, if your content with it, than that is all that matters.

Cant say I do..