Let's Write Rap!

[Magnetron]

Yo yo yo
It was anything but Spring
Tending to my front yard
Doing my own thing
When my neighbor, Harry
He started to sing
Naked amongst the lilacs
Like he took some goofy pill
Frolicking
Politicking
Something about voting for his prized daffodil
All that was missing?
A soap box of a podium
Then Sniper Harry pulled out a pair of glocks
I ran straight for the Imodium
His competitiveness was making my insides a mess
Gastrointestinal distress
But I refused to vote willy-nilly for his daffy-dilly
Not even under the duress of gun barrels against my temples
Though, I must confess
I shit myself
To this day
Live in stress
PSTD
Like an STD
Harry gave to me
Fucked me up real good,
G

 

[Magnetron]

High flying circus
Flea
You got to have the flow like me
Bedbug Billy
World Champion of the squared rug
Lyrical thug that I am
Hurled opponents I mug
Using my six free hands
To wham you with a body slam
Undefeated
If only you hadn't cheated
Threw belly button lint in my eyes
Ref left with no choice
Disqualifies
My record stands
Stretching buggers like you
Like twisting rubber bands
Take this forearm smash as a hint
Give up this wrestling stint
And go back to being a Carney

 

[Magnetron]

Wait ..... bugs ... wrestling ... rapping ....... I seem to be getting my threads mixed up.



Buggin
I stomp
On the critters in my competition
Enter the Exterminator
Terminator
Terrorizing every termite
Agile with explosive maneuvers
Blasting you like Thermite
Your teensy tiny bite?
No match for my size 14 shit kickers
STOMP!
Wrangle
wrestle
Romp
All you pompous ant picnickers
Football running back flea flickers
London cockroach city slickers
Scaring Butters and Annie into hiking up their skirts
And showing off their knickers
I stomp you into submission
In my goal oriented mission
To rid the world of pests like you
I go nuclear
Bring the fission!

 

[lovecraft68]

Rap?

Beat the woman, rape the women, fuck the women....smoke a blunt, rape more women slap that ho....shoot that guy....back to beating the bitches.....

That's about all you need for rap.

Remember you can't spell crap without rap

 

[Magnetron]

Rap?

Beat the woman, rape the women, fuck the women....smoke a blunt, rape more women slap that ho....shoot that guy....back to beating the bitches.....

That's about all you need for rap.

Remember you can't spell crap without rap

Let's all grapple a thug
And change the hip hop world
One bear hug at a time

 

[butters]

Rap?

Beat the woman, rape the women, fuck the women....smoke a blunt, rape more women slap that ho....shoot that guy....back to beating the bitches.....

That's about all you need for rap.

Remember you can't spell crap without rap

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/eminem/liketoysoldiers.html

 

[CyranoJ]

Rap?

Beat the woman, rape the women, fuck the women....smoke a blunt, rape more women slap that ho....shoot that guy....back to beating the bitches.....

That's about all you need for rap.

Remember you can't spell crap without rap

Dude.

Duuuuude.

You disappoint me.

(Yes obviously there's a lot of rap that fits the above description, just like there's a lot of metal that consists of some dude doing Cookie Monster vocals about "darkness" over a standardized set of power chords. But come on, let's broaden our horizons a little.)

 

[greenmountaineer]

Dude.

Duuuuude.

You disappoint me.

(Yes obviously there's a lot of rap that fits the above description, just like there's a lot of metal that consists of some dude doing Cookie Monster vocals about "darkness" over a standardized set of power chords. But come on, let's broaden our horizons a little.)

You're absolutely right. I'm not a big rap fan to be honest. I'm a babyboomer who fell in love with Motown and Diana Ross, in particular, when I was 20 years old. but rap is no different than any other artistic expression. 80% is BS, the other 20, take a closer look and you'll find something there that makes you appreciate why artists do what they do.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I wanted to prove to those of you that say they don't like Form under any circumstances, that Rap IS Form just under a different name!

 

[CyranoJ]

. . . rap is no different than any other artistic expression. 80% is BS, the other 20, take a closer look and you'll find something there that makes you appreciate why artists do what they do.

Just so.

I actually might take up this challenge, because (while I am a hip-hop head from way back) I've never actually tried writing a hip-hop lyric myself. It's not as easy as a lot of people imagine and I'd want to attempt something actually credible... but it would be a useful exercise.

But just a few links to the kinds of hip-hop that aren't standard-issue Chief Keef or Li'l Wayne, to hopefully deter any more unconscious echoings of Bill O'Reilly's take on rap music:

Atmosphere's "Multiples (Reprise)", a survey of a sketchy drugged-out music scene that will be instantly recognizable to anyone who actually lived such a scene. The lyrics.

Lupe Fiasco's "Conflict Diamonds". The lyrics. Not even as political as rap gets.

Dead Prez's "Hip Hop". The lyrics. Probably close to as political as rap gets.

Unless you count Saul Williams "Twice the First Time" among other things. The lyrics.

The Roots "What They Do". Meditation on the fake-assery and meaninglessness of a lot of hip-hop (a common feature of the genre, actually). The lyrics.

Lauryn Hill's ghetto-feminist anthem "Doo Wop (That Thing)". The lyrics.

Not even scratching the surface of artists like Killer Mike, Genius/GZA from the Wu-Tang Clan, Jean Grae, Queen Latifah (I guess there are people now who probably don't even know she was a rapper), MC Lyte, Jeru Tha Damaja, Immortal Technique, Goodie Mob, Talib Kweli, Brother Ali, Mos Def (in fact this post isn't complete without the classic track "Mathematics" - which if you listen carefully actually prophesies present-day events in places like Ferguson and Baltimore), Nas (depending what mood you find him in), Jay Electronica, the Beasties, Gang Starr, Public Enemy, and so on and so on. In case anyone's wondering why I was hard on LC above, you have be really profoundly ignorant of the genre to believe it consists of nothing but "fuck bitches get money."

 

[AMoveableBeast]

I wanted to prove to those of you that say they don't like Form under any circumstances, that Rap IS Form just under a different name!

I completely agree.

Also, I love rap poetry, and do it frequently to amuse myself.

https://www.literotica.com/p/drunk-on-you

 

[Seanathon]

I completely agree.

Also, I love rap poetry, and do it frequently to amuse myself.

https://www.literotica.com/p/drunk-on-you

I liked the poem, but when you wrote You're white lighting, girl. Take my eyesight, did you mean to write white lightning?

 

[butters]

Wait ..... bugs ... wrestling ... rapping ....... I seem to be getting my threads mixed up.



Buggin
I stomp
On the critters in my competition
Enter the Exterminator
Terminator
Terrorizing every termite
Agile with explosive maneuvers
Blasting you like Thermite
Your teensy tiny bite?
No match for my size 14 shit kickers
STOMP!
Wrangle
wrestle
Romp
All you pompous ant picnickers
Football running back flea flickers
London cockroach city slickers
Scaring Butters and Annie into hiking up their skirts
And showing off their knickers
I stomp you into submission
In my goal oriented mission
To rid the world of pests like you
I go nuclear
Bring the fission!

wot knickers?



and...woot! me'n annie, immortalised in a mag-rap

 

[AMoveableBeast]

I liked the poem, but when you wrote You're white lighting, girl. Take my eyesight, did you mean to write white lightning?

Haha.

I absolutely did. Funny, I've read that a dozen times and my eyes have slid over that typo every time.

 

[Seanathon]

Haha.

I absolutely did. Funny, I've read that a dozen times and my eyes have slid over that typo every time.

Figured so, white lightning (moonshine) seemed to fit the theme better. With the typo it sounds more like a warning about the health hazards of fluorescent lighting...

 

[AMoveableBeast]

Figured so, white lightning (moonshine) seemed to fit the theme better. With the typo it sounds more like a warning about the health hazards of fluorescent lighting...

I'm all about public service.

 

[Lyricalli]

well i walk thru the night
down a street with no name
just the windows starin' down
on a man holdin' pain
in his hands there's a gun
in his heart only shame
'cos we shudda been bigga than
than the trigga again

this time we almost...
i thought we made it...
the father, son an' ghost
was how we play'd it...
truth was king
until you slay'd it
and brothers torn by lies
don't get to trade it

the dogs are lyin' silent
but they watchin' this man
as he walks thru this valley
in this god-forsak'n land
an' their hackles are raisin'
an' their minds runnin' wild
'cos this unshakable muther
wears the devil's fuckin' smile...

I got to the end of this, and my first thought was, "fuck, that's good!" After giving it another read and some more thought, "fuck, that's good!" still holds up.

 

[AMoveableBeast]

I got to the end of this, and my first thought was, "fuck, that's good!" After giving it another read and some more thought, "fuck, that's good!" still holds up.

I concur. Very nice.

 

[butters]

I got to the end of this, and my first thought was, "fuck, that's good!" After giving it another read and some more thought, "fuck, that's good!" still holds up.

i forgot i wrote that - and your quote made me see the 2 'than's i missed before, like AMB missed lighting v lightning glad you liked it

I concur. Very nice.

thanks theme's a bit cheesy but i'm not a big fan of rap. used to enjoy eminem's lyricism a lot, but can't listen to his newer stuff as it's all so derivative.

 

[CyranoJ]

Alright, here's a verse of nerdcore flow about a videogame.

All Night Long (Destiny Version)
(to the beat of Rakim's "All Night Long")

Destiny calls me again, back to the End.
That wizard may be from the Moon, still I'm a win.
Guardian_Five's the name, Up for Anything
The legend that comes to maim: blast 'em again!

In the Reef or on Phobos I swerve, buckin' em up;
The City and Speaker I serve, smoother than fuck.
The Fallen I'll hit with some MIRV, cuttin' em up,
I'll lay it out for you in words: the Darkness sucks!

“Eyes up” bitch I'm the greatest, Guardians' elite:
I'm complete when I shoot down a freak, then drop the beat.
I raid the Vault of Glass solo, don't even need my peeps,
Just bring the heat on repeat and maybe a couple of cheats.

Get in my ship and split. I'm much tougher
Than a House of Wolves, legit: and bang rougher
When a Queen be payin' and shit, ain't no sucker
Got a chance when I bring the hit, motherfucker!

So if you love to get your havoc on,
And believe that your game is strong,
And you get mad when your ammo's gone:
You play it all night long.
And if they love to see an enemy spawn,
And blast on 'em till the break a dawn,
Then rock it out to they favourite song:
They play it all night long!

(Sorry, I don't really know enough Destiny references to finish three full verses, but you get the idea.)

 

[AMoveableBeast]

Alright, here's a verse of nerdcore flow about a videogame.

All Night Long (Destiny Version)
(to the beat of Rakim's "All Night Long")

Destiny calls me again, back to the End.
That wizard may be from the Moon, still I'm a win.
Guardian_Five's the name, Up for Anything
The legend that comes to maim: blast 'em again!

In the Reef or on Phobos I swerve, buckin' em up;
The City and Speaker I serve, smoother than fuck.
The Fallen I'll hit with some MIRV, cuttin' em up,
I'll lay it out for you in words: the Darkness sucks!

“Eyes up” bitch I'm the greatest, Guardians' elite:
I'm complete when I shoot down a freak, then drop the beat.
I raid the Vault of Glass solo, don't even need my peeps,
Just bring the heat on repeat and maybe a couple of cheats.

Get in my ship and split. I'm much tougher
Than a House of Wolves, legit: and bang rougher
When a Queen be payin' and shit, ain't no sucker
Got a chance when I bring the hit, motherfucker!

So if you love to get your havoc on,
And believe that your game is strong,
And you get mad when your ammo's gone:
You play it all night long.
And if they love to see an enemy spawn,
And blast on 'em till the break a dawn,
Then rock it out to they favourite song:
They play it all night long!

(Sorry, I don't really know enough Destiny references to finish three full verses, but you get the idea.)

Now you are speaking my language!

Let me whip something up.

 

[Magnetron]

wot knickers?



and...woot! me'n annie, immortalised in a mag-rap

Is that a good thing?

Time will tell.

 

[butters]

Is that a good thing?

Time will tell.

the rap, or the knickers?

i think i'll leave that well enough alone now

 

[Magnetron]

KritterCool


Hip was the mouse that hopped
Through the mail slot
Invited himself in
Flopped
To his feet
Said,
Yo, Blaze
This the best you got?
Kritter Cool is in da Birdhouse
Let's get this party started

His ego sure was hip-hop-potamus
King size
For the Stewart littlest of guys

That's when
KABOOM! went the room
As if an elephant farted

He dropped a base so fuckin loud
Throughout the hood
The sonic boom
Brought da noise for the crowd
A raving flock of crazy peacock plume
Feathers waving in the air
Putting all of heaven in a rage
They didn't care to be contained
Like Blake's robin redbreasts in a cage
Kritter's one bad mutha that cuts the cheese
Brutha does it with wit, flair and ease
Like no utha rodents out there
Spreading their no-good dirty rat dis-ease
Leaving Chief White J Blaze in a daze
Reconsidering
His lousy Mickey Moused scratched record plays
In light of this cool hipster cat's
Emcee Mice T-rappin ways

Three blind mice
YO
Three blind mice
HO
Run-D.M.C. said,
You're blind
You're blind
NO
I ain't singing that shit twice

 

[butters]

Alright, here's a verse of nerdcore flow about a videogame.

All Night Long (Destiny Version)
(to the beat of Rakim's "All Night Long")

Destiny calls me again, back to the End.
That wizard may be from the Moon, still I'm a win.
Guardian_Five's the name, Up for Anything
The legend that comes to maim: blast 'em again!

In the Reef or on Phobos I swerve, buckin' em up;
The City and Speaker I serve, smoother than fuck.
The Fallen I'll hit with some MIRV, cuttin' em up,
I'll lay it out for you in words: the Darkness sucks!

“Eyes up” bitch I'm the greatest, Guardians' elite:
I'm complete when I shoot down a freak, then drop the beat.
I raid the Vault of Glass solo, don't even need my peeps,
Just bring the heat on repeat and maybe a couple of cheats.

Get in my ship and split. I'm much tougher
Than a House of Wolves, legit: and bang rougher
When a Queen be payin' and shit, ain't no sucker
Got a chance when I bring the hit, motherfucker!

So if you love to get your havoc on,
And believe that your game is strong,
And you get mad when your ammo's gone:
You play it all night long.
And if they love to see an enemy spawn,
And blast on 'em till the break a dawn,
Then rock it out to they favourite song:
They play it all night long!

(Sorry, I don't really know enough Destiny references to finish three full verses, but you get the idea.)

this one of those BFG things H likes so much?

it's a blast!