Pop n' Lock

HotKittySpank

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Let me explain - fast paced, rhymes to a hip-hop beat ;)


lock n' load
callin' young minds
out of the fold

I aim to shock
you roll
I rock
there ain't no flop

breakin' the rules
stayin' up late
skippin' school
I won't scold
truth be told

this place be
screamin' with need
reachin' for speed
caffine crackin'
yo mind's
body be whackin'

check it
follow my lead

this ain't just about
rhymin' n' timin'
the beat
I wanna feel
your mind's fingers
all the way
to my feet

go with the flow
this bitch ain't to old
to learn
how to roll

my soul's
howlin' as
it's prowlin'
for your lines
to hold

wanna' savor
the flavor
of your rhymes'
misbehavior

---say what? any one else interested in a thread like this? i'm no expert but want to try it - don't wish to offend the die hard poets but this is fast and fun, kind'a hard to resist. : )
 
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HotKittySpank said:
lock n' load
callin' young minds
out of the fold

I aim to shock
you roll
I rock
there ain't no flop

breakin' the rules
stayin' up late
skippin' school
I won't scold
truth be told

this place be
screamin' with need
reachin' for speed
caffine crackin'
yo mind's
body be whackin'

check it
follow my lead

this ain't just about
rhymin' n' timin'
the beat
I wanna feel
your mind's fingers
all the way
to my feet

go with the flow
this bitch ain't to old
to learn
how to roll

my soul's
howlin' as
it's prowlin'
for your lines
to hold

wanna' savor
the flavor
of your rhymes'
misbehavior

---say what? any one else interested in a thread like this? i'm no expert but want to try it - don't wish to offend the die hard poets but this is fast and fun, kind'a hard to resist. : )


getting old
you loose the bold
and learn to roll
with the punches
from those
who oppose
growing old

I'm a whipper-snapper
a poetic yapper
with no more knowledge
than a parrot wanting a cracker <bigrin'

but I love to fly
 
My Erotic Trail said:
getting old
you loose the bold
and learn to roll
with the punches
from those
who oppose
growing old

I'm a whipper-snapper
a poetic yapper
with no more knowledge
than a parrot wanting a cracker <bigrin'

but I love to fly


Yippeeee! Shit, I've been nashin on my nails regarding this. Glad to see you give it a whirl. Seriously don't want to ruffle feathers - like flying with the eagles myself ; )
 
overdrive


It's hard
shifting gears
grinding
foot to the
floor board

ass swirving
sliding out to
meet you
so glad to
greet you
think i wanna
keep you

haulin'
throwing it
into first
my heart bursts
tires squeelin'

wrenchin' it down
hitting ground
slammin'
to second
pulse quickin'

speed I need
shocks hoppin'
indeed rockin'
brakes lockin'

round the bend
we decend
throwin' caution to
the wind
I'm in third
my friend

a rocket
no stopin'
streakin' in air
mind poppin'

catchin' air
no wait,
right there

fourth floors me
destroys me
can't take no more

my core
explodes with
ferocious roar
mind in stars
maxed out bars

sendin' me reelin'
eyes sealin'

atmosphere
I know its here
my dear
gaspin' for air
your stare
hot
lock
you
pop


(free flow - comments? don't be shy)
 
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HotKittySpank said:
...don't wish to offend the die hard poets...

...Seriously don't want to ruffle feathers...
I wouldn't worry about that. :)
Just enjoy writing.
 
WickedEve said:
I wouldn't worry about that. :)
Just enjoy writing.

REALLY!!

hard core die hard poets were beginners at one time, jump in and have some fun. It is a wonderful thing to watch people on here come and grow. ANd it is usually hard to offend people here, well, most of the time.

Since I have been here, you shoudl just SEE how many poets have flourished and been published elsewhere. Check out the tooting the backs and patting the horns thread

:)


Eve!! that is a gorgeous pic of you:rose: I can picture you wearing a cowboy hat, dunno why, but I can
 
Maria2394 said:
Eve!! that is a gorgeous pic of you:rose: I can picture you wearing a cowboy hat, dunno why, but I can
It was taken last week at the county fair at the horse center! So, yeah, I should have a hat on. lol
 
WickedEve said:
It was taken last week at the county fair at the horse center! So, yeah, I should have a hat on. lol
\

okay, thats just freak--aaay!!!!! you must be projecting to your silly psychic southern sis ;)

:D
 
HotKittySpank said:
overdrive


It's hard
shifting gears
grinding
foot to the
floor board

ass swirving
sliding out to
meet you
so glad to
greet you
think i wanna
keep you

haulin'
throwing it
into first
my heart bursts
tires squeelin'

wrenchin' it down
hitting ground
slammin'
to second
pulse quickin'

speed I need
shocks hoppin'
indeed rockin'
brakes lockin'

round the bend
we decend
throwin' caution to
the wind
I'm in third
my friend

a rocket
no stopin'
streakin' in air
mind poppin'

catchin' air
no wait,
right there

fourth floors me
destroys me
can't take no more

my core
explodes with
ferocious roar
mind in stars
maxed out bars

sendin' me reelin'
eyes sealin'

atmosphere
I know its here
my dear
gaspin' for air
your stare
hot
lock
you
pop


(free flow - comments? don't be shy)


rolling rubber
goes round and round
lightly squeals
as turns are found

up and down
side to side
burning tires
what a ride

through tall timbers
and open meadows
on rolling rubber
away we go
 
fools throwin down
I shake my head
and frown
such clowns

hard cash
quick grab and dash
no class flash

what will you
take - fake?
make and make
my head spinin
as your grinin

me laughin
and laughin
and laughin...
 
a velvet touch
that makes you bleed
hot sun burning
in the midnight seed
cry your scream
look at me
cry your scream
you're mine for free
watch me suckle
watch me feed
face etched in horror
watch me on my knees

drained you dry
nothing left
the street you lie
a lonely death
I lick my lips
sated and fed
laughing cold
like the undying dead
 
Think I failed. I am from the 80's. I understand everything from the Go-Go's to Anthrax. Maybe a little Grandmaster Flash, but not hiphop :|
 
EriAliSaa said:
Think I failed. I am from the 80's. I understand everything from the Go-Go's to Anthrax. Maybe a little Grandmaster Flash, but not hiphop :|


Hey! I'm so glad you found this thread!!!! After reading your other stuff I thought you might like this...

I'm not a hip-hop/rap person either really. But, after watching an SNL clip of Natalie Portman doing a hot rap screaming "I wanna fuck you too!" I just couldn't resist. I mean if that white-bread chick can do it so can I : )

Also - inspiration came from Chappelle's Block Party(this is an amazing rent) - ok, I'll confess, I do like hip hop a bit... ; )

--hks
 
EriAliSaa said:
a velvet touch
that makes you bleed
hot sun burning
in the midnight seed
cry your scream
look at me
cry your scream
you're mine for free
watch me suckle
watch me feed
face etched in horror
watch me on my knees

drained you dry
nothing left
the street you lie
a lonely death
I lick my lips
sated and fed
laughing cold
like the undying dead


I too despise rap, but I like a good ryhming poem (~_~)
 
My Erotic Trail said:
I too despise rap, but I like a good ryhming poem (~_~)


I don't think you should feel the need to 'rap'. I was just trying to hit a fast pace - something to toy with.

like your swoopy-eyed face -hee
 
HotKittySpank said:
I don't think you should feel the need to 'rap'. I was just trying to hit a fast pace - something to toy with.

like your swoopy-eyed face -hee

<grinin'

I got it ...
by My Erotic Tale ©

I got it ...
I was told
'it would come to me'

and sure enough
there I was
in the rain closet
relaxed
not even thinking

and 'BAM!'

it hit me
like the scent
of a strong fragrant soap
eye opening

I should have gotten it sooner
but I get it now

dang ...
and here I was thinking
I had it all along, but
I got it
 
flows suppose
prose withhold
talent close
clothes bought
still
bloom goodwill
fuck fashion
after thought
steel will
flip skill
spill one wishing
word worth
bird birth

talk of sweet tweek tweet
speak sleet
enemies intercede find floss
league deep
deaf chess this,
press the fauna form
flora in the fine line forever
spine grind endeavor
pasting achild in
ak-47 pan flute holes
hoping that it bleeds a better world
:catroar:
 
its been ages
sorry
my marley spin stages
sorry
my mind has been aimless
arrow burn through the buried
books locked in lie
poets act aloof but lie
they want street love and so they pimp pages

don't say that were deranged its
not cause were not famous
we want to go to death and remember
how we smiled through pained lips

ntroduction

Stand amazed
blank alter
no lost father
spit ink to it
watch the ricochet blot black
in the skull casket

candle glows in the wind
against teeth that came from polar caps
candle glows in the rain consuming water mark
had to jump start heart
free me formula
premium combination
supreme cliental destination
those pigment stains aint stolen
second birth blood brother

return ink in my brain through the vein
authorized authoritis
my hand won't let go
of that pen blood
stone river
permeant flowing word
free me
die just to lie between
the line
wake me when I'm read
fluid mortar forever
carry me in grey winkles
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Long live all forms of created word, esp. HIP HOP :nana:
 
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AChild said:
Long live all forms of created word, esp. HIP HOP :nana:


hey AChild - thanks for sharing your rhymes...


sowing new seeds
in the garden
growing deeds
these dark weeds
flourish
overflowing

spilling over
trained wild flowers
word lovers
discover
beauty
in our power
 
distraction
calls for fast action
blastin'
away smashin'

the fear hears
sneakin' up sucks tears
rollin'
till i am clear

my focus
blind hocus-pocus
howlin'
dearly broke us

attitude
adjustments improved
reelin'
with gratitude

i see light
closed up burning bright
feelin'
air blowin' right

-seat of the pants sort-of rant... ; )
i am procrastinating today....
 
"sometimes I wonder if the souls of
Bob Marley and Haile Selassie look down on me as the cops
try and pop n' lock me"

some people call me choppy

serious rumble
people thump and can't breath
for lack of steam its
screams the wealth
bring the help
in for self
basic hot off the shelf

space painted in your grey glob
paid off, the images are imported and
there fore new ground
tide pool meat to peek
season speak
remedy your culture

its only compliments
when your mind nest
has some vulture bones
 
lock picker
brain ticker
tock, ticking, tick
tocking (ignoring)
till things click
bits trickling in
to trick me
thinking again

tick, tocking
it clicks in

BRRRIIIIIINNGGG!!!!

BAM! it pops
the locks
hinges rocked
right off

DAMN!
wide awake
alarm bell binging in my ear... bing, binging, bing
Uuuugghh and roll

rusty locks
too easy to pop
picking, ticking
clocks
SLAM! (snooze button)

Uuuuggh and roll
tick, tocking
slipping into
picking the lock
ticking, tick, tock
again drifting
 
who are you girl? laid back, cool cat
lite’n up a clove to cover what you do
you, smoke and mirrors smile
wild eye stare’n in the groove
meetin every eye you see
lookin for the next twirl, girl
your lipstick body wantin to be kissed
everywhere, yes everywhere
shit girl, if i were you all the time
there would be no hope for mankind
party girl on the scene, you see everything
all eyes are followin you, mine too
lookin back at me behind the wall
dark glasses that cover it all
who are you lookin back at me?
meetin my eye, watchin me
 
gasp gasp gasping
breathings so hard
weight from above
losing my electric charge
screaming out in mind
screaming out from the soul
but my mouth jaws wordlessly
blurred vision
hazy thoughts
the mind does go

break break breakin
shattering crossed the floor
an image worth faking
or walking out the door
my minds on the children
and the broken nail
who did I miss thanking
while descending down to hell

snow snow snowing
sheet over my eye
a cold blanket freezing
my battered hips and bruised thighs
can't hear the crying
weeping from the soul
looking for direction
from high above and far below
 
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EriAliSaa said:
gasp gasp gasping
breathings so hard
weight from above
losing my electric charge
screaming out in mind
screaming out from the soul
but my mouth jaws wordlessly
blurred vision
hazy thoughts
the mind does go

break break breakin
shattering crossed the floor
an image worth faking
or walking out the door
my minds on the children
and the broken nail
who did I miss thanking
while descending down to hell

snow snow snowing
sheet over my eye
a cold blanket freezing
my battered hips and bruised thighs
can't hear the crying
weeping from the soul
looking for direction
from high above and far below


hugs sweetness. hang in there. --j
 
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