i hear ya, i have trouble with that every once in a while too but thats when i turn to punches n battle style rappin lol, i tend to do that a lot anyway, its just my style. im prolly the most confident prick on the planet lol but i always say if you're not confident in yourself, you wont succeed. so fuck it ya know
Yee. I've been writing lyrics for 8 years now, recording for 4. I never usually run out of shit to say or lose inspiration. I either spark off of a rhyme scheme, or I just get a topic. Either I'll jot a few bars down and keep it going from there, or I'll find a beat and the beat speaks to me. I can always write something, but sometimes it's sloppy or not good at all and that's when I decide to quit while I'm ahead.
Now most of u dudes front like you got a hoe, Say you lay down mad numbers like dominoes, I think ya'll gotta go, shitty rappers with spotty flow, Actin like you have unlimited pot to smoke, Sayin you on a stage, bitch u aint got a show, I think its time I gotta show you kids some respect, Call your office and let the doctor know, Bodies will be showing up with rotted bones, Lock the door and padlock the gates, No macs'll spray cuz you just a play.. like a matinee, You pack the gauge? Please bitch I'll crack your frame, Drop you in a barrel and watch ya skin get acid stains, blood seepin through the mattress base, I'm untouchable, If you sick of me then raise your chrome... I aint scared of gettin blasted away, Life is overrated, just follow the leader and ask what to say, mask your mistakes, Just pass through the gates, Make your way to the final destination, Causin tribulations, deaths so innovative, Just call me god or will u call me satan?
if these whack bars i posted like a year and half ago get one more damn Like im gonna fuckin blow something up. lmao
rewind the verses.. i hate new wave music i dont ride the current the fire's burnin but theyre tryna suffocate the flames inside the furnace unwinding serpents.. burnin through purp tryna find a purpose fly with birds kid.. peel reality back reveal divine emergence
my goal isnt to be the strongest man, its to have the strongest hand, and promised land where my toddlers ran, my wife makes dinner, and safely every product lands, hustlin aint easy, a problem stands, my life made bigger and instead of cheese im coppin drops of sand, quickly sinking in my plots and plans, hard as fuckin pots and pans,
11:45 Read it on email goin off that spit that shit tha you snort Virgins to the rap game, you hymens get barreta scarred Spit dope, so when I rhyme these fiends be linin it with a credit cards Eh.. Write's block or a whole now lol
you talkin bout me n exrae's battle? that "realize my flows dope so i spit what you snort" line? honestly i dont know who's winnin at this point i just know neither one of us are givin an inch
"All I cate about is money an the city that im from." I'ma pop until I see shit ima smoke until the sun Come up, head that's. Fulla bullshit an a stomach fulla rum Live life like a marathon the goal is to be done and im only getting older, somebody shoulda told yuh I'm gone son... I Sad fuck it im gone son Two white cups and I got the drank Fuck codeine tussin lookin pink Not no more cause a hole I sank Im back up but my soul is blank I said fuck it im gone son.. I Sad fuck it I'm gone son I don't remember sober, it's been such a long time Since happiness came randomly now it comes in a long line And I know just where to go, for the pills or that strong white Eh fuck it high down. I'll try to check that battle out later didn't even know it was from a battle
I don't remember sober, it's been such a long time Since happiness came randomly now it comes in a long line And I know just where to go, for the pills or that strong white roll some blunts n pop some brews, we're in for a long night, bein sober's inconvenient like catchin the wrong flight, got a head rush from loadin n hittin the bong twice, im rippin the song right? im too gone to even know, if its dope you want then cut the instro on so we can flow, i said im gone son, blunt of that super thrax...im on one, roll one, if you outta cash i can loan one, fuck it, my drinks nearly empty, i aint gettin more, i aint gettin out my seat, what the fuck are bitches for? drivin drunk as fuck to the liquor store, for the 5th time, chick crossin the road, she's lucky i didnt hit the whore, aint showered in days, hair greasy as hells kitchen floor, on a mission for pills i have'nt a perscription for i had to trip
Ehh... I may finish this. I would need to write 2 more verses to finish it how I want but I'm feeling lazy [ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_xv7ynnZLzk&feature=related[/ame] I knew this kid named Jacob that would wake up late to go into school everyday Dreading to lay his face down on a desk cause at home he couldn't get no rest In his bed he just heard sound's of people getting arrest So I guess it was best that he left his house to go to school But every kid there called him a fool watchin him drool On his arm until the alarm then he switched classes He had a butt chin kids grinned and nick named him asses He wasn't ammused he felt bruised and misused Like a tissue put in a loo to remove peoples poo He had no crew not even one friend to munch with at lunch He hunched over his plate wishin to clean his slate His fate was a crush he had on a girl that felt like the world to him He wanted to take her prom actin cool and calm twirl her around To win her a crown so it would put a stop to haters making foul sounds He broke his bounds and worked up the courage to ask her out She flared her snout thinking about it for a while then she said yes She said to meet at this address and dont forget to dress to impress..... Every kid growing up just want's to fit in Be popular and grin livin life just to win But what happens when you grow up without friends And can't spend the money to keep up with new trends This isn't lifes end cause it doesn't fucking matter Get fatter if you wan't and put weed in that wrapper Be a rapper smoke tobacco and forget all your flaws and just go with the flow don't live life saying no
yeah, you guys been entertaining me all night with that back and forth lol and joel funny shit dude.. you know how i went off that line you did about club shit earlier? i think im about to roll out to a club hahaha. its chill though its a hiphop/jazz/blues joint, the real deal prolly jump on the open mic if i get a chance
That's a nice chorus and topic for track. I enjoyed most of the verse - except for the two parts I bolded. "People getting arrest" isn't it arrested? And, this (I'm assuming from the lyrics) is going to be a serious, deep track, which I like. The 2nd bold part just kind of made me LOL to be honest. Maybe it's just cause I'm high or the way you worded it, but speaking about a butt chin and getting called "asses" kind of takes away from the seriousness and depth of the track.
Haha, word. It's a pretty good back and forth, remniscent of Skies vs Exrae or LoserKid vs Exrae for the length and quality. And that's whassup, clubs are dope for chicks. Just a punchline to use "fight club" Tyler Durden concept with
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