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.
Sonam, wtf? I'm sad I haven't left. You brag more than you got fight too big battles, you've lost your bashing senseless, your flow is crap your crap's not a rap, it's an empty yap
What can any one say , I've already been called UN-WORTHY , They can't HURT ME , I've alienated myself I've been called UN-EARTHY , I'm living life in a corner Living life as A SCAM , trying to fight for a CHANCE , being successful is the PLAN , My hands down no thoughts just PROBLEMS , can't SOLVE THEM , I'm left at the BOTTOM you name it I GOT'EM , issues just eating AT THE SOURCE , internal bleeding FROM THE FORCE , the way I see life is CHEATING ME OF COURSE , I rather be BRUISED or BATTERED , then be SKEWERED or SHATTER , can't even buy FOOD or what MATTERS , I couldn't even move up if I could MOVE with LADDERS , Man I'm alone don't even get ADVICE , second chances how could I FAIL TWICE , Just get told TALES and LIES, but hey I guess I can't BAIL LIFE.
Hey alt been a while
ALT , why you trying to UP with FOLK// stop rapping , like your picture you just go UP in SMOKE!//
Little Terry got a gun he bought from the store He bought it wit the money he got from his chores He robbed a candy shop told her lay down on the floor Put the cookies in the bag take the pennies out the drawer
Lil Kamil got a gun he got from the rebels To kill the infidels and american devils A bar on his waist a mask on his face Prays five times a day and listens to heavy metal
Little Ali's got a gun he took from his dad That he snuck into school with his black book bag His black nail polish, black boots, and black hat He goin blow away the bully that just pushed his ass
I knew Ted who went to bed at half past 11, he goes after Kevin at three past 7, there was another guy, he didn't sleep, we asked him why, he was a creep for no sleep.
Your lives are miserable, like a broken table, no longer of use, just for me to amuse, you are stupid to think, otherwise you wont wink, every few seconds you just do it, not like with a girly bit, i know this is bullshi* but i am trying to make it hit
My name is Andy Im sweet like Candy Not like Sandy My best friend is named Randy He likes a girl named Mandy She's not very Dandy She likes modus operandi I like hammers 'cause they're very Handy
lotsa andi are not always handy it makes your rap look like crap, dont believe if you want but thats the truth, unless you can prove that i am just a 14 year old boy in MA, US. well can you
I aint fakin, All im doin is takin, takin this yap yap yap from you, got nothing better to do? go learn some new rhymes, some new thoughts and think before you talk next time.
you all don't challenge me, you FLEE 'n' curse turn on your car to drive away, it's stuck in REverse just come back and talk back, I'll give you a FREE hearse after seeing your words, I know you couldn't BE worse your head in water, I'll GLEEfully immerse you can't spin words at all, even just when WE converse!
Hello , wait let me INSERT KEYS// Make you think , paint a PICTURE PEACE// Palms so steady , they can MIX YOUR BEATS// Step in the room , you hear , "We need the TEXT EXPERT PLZ"// Asking , "Is this your EXPERTISE"?// *whispers*tell us your secret , well my words so demonic someone call a PRIEST , I think I need an EXORCIST!// The latin chosen one you can call me HECTOR REVEEVES// Spit an after life same as the SPECTOR'S BREATH!//
Sick with the KEY STROKES , PLZ FOLKS// Step-up , so I can burn you like a "Hot-box" , until you just SEE SMOKE!// See I only SPEAK DOPE , no "stress" , cuz I'm "Chronicly" in tune with "TREES" THOUGH// READ POST , no chance of getting hit though , these cats have a condition to miss shots , its called "SQUEEZE LOW"!// Cats acting like something there not they just "DREAM COAST" , I get a "6 sense" when I commit these murders , after i just SEE GHOST!// I snort "music" like coke , take "cds" up the NOSE// The only time you'd be able to drop a "Cool" line was if your PC "FROZE"!//
This is what a battle verse should look like.................
I got bars for days , so there ain't no STOPPING ME// DROPPING ME?!? , you have a better chance trying to make real money playing MONOPOLY!//
Tango with me your "Fate" will get RATTLED// Talking about you wanna "Battle" , you can't f**k with me , you couldn't even handle my SHADOW!//
I could drop "300" , show you how a "SPARTAN FIGHTS"// Guard your life , cuz I could scar your site , with these bars I TYPE!//
You want a murder , you can't your lines are the "USUAL"// The only way you'd be able to take an , "Inch" of my waist , was if you gave me some "METAMUCIL"!//
I'll straight stab your neck till the blood stops POURING// Then write a verse down , and "Spit" acid till your lungs start SHOWING!//
I know you my be LAUGHIN HARD , but I don't hear you PASSIN BARS// In fact the only thing close to you killing me , is that "SKETCH" on your AVATAR!//
