its the last minute of the past live it like its infinite until you pass present ask questions like you want answers and recieve answers like theyre not answers no answers, just more questions that invoke senses smoke cleanses and cloaks pain with rose lenses its so senseless and grows endless thats no limits, its all gimmicks below benzes ive got no friends, its just old templates of known people all odd, theres no equal and my souls see thru but my bones speak to the facade thats so feeble it could all vanish, and you all panic when i tell you but the truth is that its all lies on this small planet will be using this as a place to post lyrics/poems/verses or whatever you want to call them. others can also feel free to share here!
im lost and im found, i swim and then drown then return in the rain when it falls from the clouds im down and im up, im rowdy as fuck and im calm as they come, an enigma to some and a stranger to all but familiar to none so jaded im numb and so faded its dumb adjacent to love but juxtaposed aside hate and trying to debate with and override fate
standard procedure to move the needle on the animal meter a man who is eager to beast while watchin the tragedy of humanitys theater some are believers and some are just seekers of something they need not to see things so bleakly im standing here speaking but nobodys hearing, but i dont give a fuck cause life is just fleeting and nothing needs teaching cause nobodys learning just go back to focusing on what youre earning
It invades my nerves when somebody says I have a way with words I just survey the world and I say my verse I dont claim Im birthed with ability I just wanna fuckin write cause it works and its really me Sometimes I read what I wrote and I loathe it And that rolls down a slope til I cant even control it And so I stop. I dont like it. For a pretty long while I dont even fight it Then one day I wake up and I wanna say stuff Its a culmination of maryjay puffs While Ive been processing life and digesting thoughts Then suddenly a silky smooth verse just comes out like a cough
Pretty sharp skills here, the first one really struck me...But across the board all of these have perfect meter and each line just flows into the next. Now, I understand that to rap you have to more or less rhyme, but once in awhile it is nice to just let loose and leave the meter to the side to see what comes...But that's really only a suggestion because what you have here is basically perfect. One thing I tend to always point out to people is that since this is writing and people are reading instead of listening it helps to use proper grammar, apostrophe's, and what have. Again though, just suggestion, do you and fuck the rest...Good shit here, man, good shit.
we live in a universe where verses are versus cause there aint no love, we’re all just here castin curses, in cursive even in fast forward time just reverses and reverts us back to the birth of our purpose no purpose, it just gets worse if all of this matters oh curses.... Im gettin too dark again for all of these actors truth hurts, if these cowards could stomach the worst then we could stop pretending that everything’s perfect
If these cowards could stomach the worst, then we could stop pretending that everything's perfect. Dude. I love it.
action, fade in.... I’m already faded livin life on a higher plane, elevation, back in the days it was desperation, resin scrapin til my head was achin now I get herb no hesitation writin up my own scripts for medication embers blazin til my lenses asian as I piece together puzzles of pensive statements sometimes pieces dont fit and never end up placed and it puts a heavy strain on my mental patience now and then I wonder what’s ahead awaitin but mostly I live in a present station dabble in the past in bed, head racin til I wake up rocked by sleep deprivation life is fucked so I puff blunts and play with fire til I melt what’s fated what if I reach the end and the end’s misshapen and not at all what I meant to make it? questions we all ask as we bend not breakin and do our very best to blend mistakes in we hide the blemish with a gentle gradient while we go about life and pretend and fake it and nobody notices cause the self is sacred so we’re trapped in our own reflections, pacin we walk through a lonely world never changin cause we’re so hellbent on perfectin faces facades that protect us from impending aimlessness... pretend all you want, in the end it’s blankness work work work and collect your payments as you climb that ladder to success and fame it’s only a matter of time til you regret your chase if you never stopped to smell the fragrance this aint my life....... it’s a broken record projectin playlists of everything before me that felt elation
Hey J Dylan, I'm loving your content bro keep it up! Hope you don't mind me sharing some of mine with you. Inhaling all the smoke as I feel it in my chest, clear my fucking mind then I exhale my breath. Man I swear... shit talking is the number one source of death. It's not affecting me but they sure giving me a test. Sticking up for myself: it's what I know best, and I can't trust anyone, society taught me that. I'm not gonna be a victim just like the rest, and I'm not the one responsible for cleaning up their mess. Shit... people always staying stressed. Even though it's just a rumor, and even though its gonna spread like a tumor... just ignore the bullshit, I bet it disappears sooner. Yeah the past is gone and looking back, half my friends were fake. All my damn haters, I just wanna say thanks. Now I'm focused on the future til the grave I lay, and for every sin I make, I'll be sure to stop and pray. I was living life up in the game but now I'm done getting played. Going up against the grain and doing everything it takes just to keep my self sane. All this bullshit drama I just think it's kinda strange. Man I swear this life is all deranged and people always change. Staying true to what I claim, don't go chasing fame, or even try to make a name for myself I stay the same. No pumping brakes, I will never stop, like I'm dipping from the cops, imma keep going til I hit the top. When I'm there, I'm never gonna drop. Victim of failure? No I'm not. You can say I was well taught. Well educated, yeah I make a lot. You can say you the shit but I know that you not. I stay smoking pot with my eyes on the clock. Imma head to the spot when it's midnight on the dot, but I'm staying lowkey cause the cops are pretty hot. Cruising through the city, making sure I don't speed. Rolling up some lime green, but it's known as Blue Dream. I will never black out, cause it's not in my genes. About to pull up to the scene, Maxima is riding clean. Not a Beamer, Benz, or Bentley but you know what I mean. Hopping up out the car as everyone steady mugs. They can hate all they want, I just don't give a fuck. Hear me out, hear me now, listen up all you ducks: You can climb to my level but you're gonna need some luck, cause I'm many levels higher and you're looking like you're stuck.
These are all amazing Jonas...This why I would seriously like to do a real life collab sometime if we could some how lbvs. You are very talent mon much respect! ~Toni~
others are welcome to share their own work, man! you have a good basis to go off of here.... but your rhymeschemes are still very simple and rigid and some of your content feels really run of the mill. keep it up..... Ive been writing/rapping for 14 years
Thanks for the advice, I just have fun writing in my little spare time. I actually wrote those to beats and had broken it down differently to make it sound out of the ordinary, articulations and such. I agree I don't use complex grouping and more educated words lol. I used to challange myself to see how many bars I could run based off the same rhyme lol