Right, I see the other one got locked because the focus was such that the content of the posts was mainly insulting each other.
Now I know some of you will argue this is what rap battles are about. This is to an extent true. But regardless of that, no thread should be exempt from the rules of the forum, which means no flaming and no hateful material.
This means that you'll have to mix it up a little when laying down rhymes. I don't want to read about how you don't give a **** and will shove a gat up somebody's grille and **** them up or about ****ing **s and *****es etc. etc. you get the idea. Try to keep abreast of the modern face of hip hop which is less about deez nuts and banging and more about commentary on contemporary life. Witty and wry stuff that doesn't come out of the ghetto or pretend to.
I remember trying to establish topics to rap about, not unlike the art and poetry competitions. I'm sure if you applied yourselves it could work out.
I have a feeling this is true for many people who'll post in this thread
This may be, so I'll take what I can get, As you can see, I can drop a set- Real easy like, so while you sit on the john, I'll pick a word fight, let's get it on!
Now that somebody has replied, I'm going to suggest the challenge of people throwing up an artist and a topic, and others trying to do a rap to those specifications.
Step up, son. Don't be afraid, We all got rhymes that wanna get laid So hurry a choose a topic And be darn sure to do it quick 'Cuz I've got these words spinnin' in my head, Beating on the walls, waitin' to be said
Thanks for remaking this thread, Cause of BlackFang it was dead. Though I know I didn't help much, It is cause I'm losing my touch. Either way, here is a rule: If you're gonna rap, don't be a fool; Talk about something that makes sense, Instead of showing low intelligence.
Upon this topic, many agree, So don't destroy rap history.
I'm just getting a little *ahem* practice. Inspired by Fort Minor- Slip Out the Back.
Sleep It Off
Hi my name is- oh you won't need my name, I'm a lamer, a loner, a no-one who gets left- Behind while life goes on, I shy from strife, my days are rife with- Thinking up ways to keep my head above ground, As opposed to six feet under, One day God will surely call my number, But while I'm still not dead, I flounder. The sun may go down, the moon rise up, But while I'm around it's all the same, I run away from the sound that looms set to- Rupture my eardrums from the constant strain, And I'm naked, and I'm getting cold inside, And I'm wasting away, but my withered pride, Keeps me witnessing the turn of the world- Even as I curse this hell on Earth,
CHORUS:
And I wish I could close my eyes, And not care if I live or die, But s*** don't work that way and I'm left to cope, With a hope that I cannot find, So I find myself neck deep in cheap booze, In an effort to drown my sorrow, Drag my head into bed to sleep it off, And hope tomorrow never comes-
Nonetheless my eyes suffer the light of dawn- After a sleepless night, I can't regress to childhood try as I might- Because time travels a one-way line, Forced to look ahead instead to see- What the future has in store, Will I be made a wh*** or a dirty rag- Or a delinquent's punching bag? I could ask why but it's no use, I could break down and cry, again no use, I should try to rise above this mess- But I'm the victim of a victimless ruse- That tells us we control our fate- Then sells us a philosophy of selfishness and hate, Is it too late for me to break free, I would if I could, but I'm too tired to fight-
CHORUS
But tomorrow always comes, Rest assured we live on borrowed time, We can always wait on death and taxes- Even if we can't see the finish line, Even if we can't tell dream from real the lack of knowing drives me round the bend, I know for my sanity's sake, each day I wake, Is one day closer to the end.
And I wish I could close my eyes, And not care if I live or die, And one day it won't matter no more, I'll be looking down from up high, Or maybe I'll be looking up from down below, For my hollow soul from heaven was I shunned, Now I'll lie back down and try to sleep it off, And pray tomorrow never comes.
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For those in the know, this is related to the Strugglers project.
