Okay, now my thesis is done, I've thought about it and decided now is a good time as any to work on my verbal skills. The idea is this:
* Give me a topic, and a style (of a person, or the name of a style). I will attempt to write a verse or two accordingly.
* If you could, give me links to the topic and examples of the style.
* No redistribution, please. The verses I write here are mine.
For example, in a previous thread, Klaushouse asked me to do a rap in the style of Kanye West on the topic of Pokemon, so I wrote one that could be rapped to Homecoming.
I'm a Super Rappin Robot From the year 2009 On a Quest from me To make rappin safe again See my rappin people were created To make rappin safe Til you BlackFang17 Double Rap us Now i'll set a rappin fire right on your face.
i wake up this morning sugar in my face i look at the time i have to go and race i fight my way to school where the teachers arent cool! snap around with my feat, look where i go just dancing to the beat i will take a pencil type in with stencil and break my face with the honor but not the discrace! i look all around school os over and the next thing i do is find a four leaf clover i take it home and i think for a minute this day wasnt bad and would say...... kick it!
Eyes that see no Heart that feels no Eyes that see no Eyes that don't see (Baby It's True) Eyes that see no Heart that feels no Eyes that see no Eyes that see no
My name is 248 On my dog named Rush Like thanks Blackfang Like a got nothing to do So I waste all my energy ***'in with you? Your not even worth it I'll put Black Fang In the Trash Can Like yesterdays Tomatos. I WILL **** you Up I'll **** you up 17 YOu suck soo much That a baby can rap better than you DEAD.....Yer Mother
TRUST I know you would never BUCK , your a BUST you flinch when you see CUFFS , you got me feeling like Micheal talking about you wanna TOUCH. Buffy for you that's a good NAME , your like a LOOSE DAME , money by any means just to get some LOOSE CHANGE , you LOSE GAMES , CHOOSE A RANGE from far or close you'll see what my TOOLS BRING , I see you trying to DO FAME , if you ever did a show and the crowd was like the street and you were the traffic officer you couldn't even MOVE LANES.
I always had a question, could I cuss or go to detention, it's another demention in detention, but guess where I am Guess where we are, we're always in detention and there's no prevention, but yet we always laugh, always cry, always wondering why? but yet we know why so don't cry.
My names Kyle You can call "rock" Cuz i'll be rockin' your shit Rap blade black fang I just won't quit yo-you-can-suck-a-penis Jump up the roof now Face me like a Man ya Old Coot You don't even have the ballz for rockin this Shit Peace
kyle you think you're so cool making dodgey rhymes like such a tool let me kick it straight back to ya I'ma playa, you don't be a hata you know it's wrong when you start rappin I gotta plug my ears and start killin. from yo lyrics its bout time you did a decade let's start with kyle. your fame should fade.
~/\\_D to teh X_/\\~
(no hard feelings) :O you were just the person before me.
this is the rap arena im gonna be a meana lets take it down the street go down use our feet
y name is elite i got facial hair just growing every where im a man, im a man you my fan, you my fan im puma your a monkey and you sound like a luza and thats so funky!
Spit that fire , and appose those who lack desire of inspired lines of golden times , molded minds for holdin rhymes , words reused become sub-lime , can speak words of pain like walkin on frozen dimes. Rhymes that are everlasting , last through the end and always surpassing with the blasting of a magazine into weak words over-lapping. Fast with that mentality and hit with that profanity that can strangle and mangle and bury humanity , but of my last words of this bad verse , these words spoken are in vanity.
