Oh, no.
Still evicted from love
Even supermans addicted to drugs.
So I sit with the kids, teach them to how to listen for god.
Christ conviction.
In the basement trading prescriptions for guns.
Smoke whatever I touch cause my whole condition is fucked.
I'm up at the latest hours
Praying for pagan powers ever since I seen Reagan in a cape
Free Mason with the cremation powder
Could erase you from the face of the planet.
Like the natives when the caucasians landed.
Aint give a fuck about the government since I realized aliens ran it.
Duct tape won't stop smoke grenades on the tenth story
Put in the clip for when SWAT equips whole brigades with M-40's
Tell my bitch I better be missed
Or I'm coming back as an African kid forced to knit for seventy cents
and put small-pox on her sweater vest, or what the fuck ever it is.
Pull the Baretta lever and scramble the MiGs
or wait till you cross the Missisipi and dismantle the bridge.
Walk the sand in the same sandals Hannibal did
If I die before I handle my shit,
My revenge will be the hands of my kid.
Huckabee said we had to be competitive
So I'm buying sex slaves from Mexicans to live a better life
Manson in Spanish, senioritas handling knives in the dead of night
What did Jay say?
"I feel bad for you son."
In the bathroom with the cabinet absent of drugs.
"I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one."
Rather die but they keep pretend bullets in their guns.
What did Jay say?
"I feel bad for you son."
You're mad if you think that this rapping is done.
"I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one."
Nas said it was dead, but I spit with T-Virus.
Inject the serum.
When the inspector comes, rejects better defect to Persia
Go away
Leave me to burn on this track.
Worse then saints turned vermin
I learned at the sermon in fact
My whole purpose in rap
Is nothing but a diversion,
unless your certain that I'm speaking with wisdom
Like an Imam holding a Qu'ran trying to preach to a Christian
Then getting bombed by F-22's outside the reach of his vision.
All I'm saying is that when liberties lost
We'll be feeling the cost
Like Lady Liberty slitting her wrist, then flipping us off.
What did Jay say?
"I feel bad for you son."
In the bathroom with the cabinet absent of drugs.
"I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one."
Rather die but they keep pretend bullets in their guns.
What did Jay say?
"I feel bad for you son."
You're mad if you think that this rapping is done.
"I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one."
Nas said it was dead, but I spit with T-Virus.
The first version of Jesus, the reason yours talks in third person.
A survivor of guns and burnt turbans.
From nine slugs that couldn't vote me off the island.
To slowly I've been dying
But its not from tobacco or hopps.
Not the cops or cause my pops an asshole.
Thats so original that I might even say it myself
Before I'm slayed by agents chasing my tail.
Still AK's get shipped quick if your payed by Cheney.
This aint nothing new, I'm just saying it plainly
The rap version of the doctor with bad news.
Already walked a mile in mine, so now I switch to my dads shoes.
(Like his attitude)
Like I'll grab at you if I see you the first time
I was thinking this shit way before these words rhymed.
Now I finger fuck the Queen with brass knuckles.
Whipping your ass like I was your dads buckle
Always drunk in trouble like that bad uncle who tore down your Christmas lights.
Electricity exists so I could be sick with mics
(Benjamin Franklin put me on pre-order when he heard my shit was nice.)
Prepare to be fed your diet of meds
Big brother tucks you in when your lying in bed
Slip the cyanid, must be suicide.
Thats how your diary read.
but I beat'em to it, cause daily I feel I've already died in my head.
What did Jay say?
"I feel bad for you son."
In the bathroom with the cabinet absent of drugs.
"I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one."
Rather die but they keep pretend bullets in their guns.
What did Jay say?
"I feel bad for you son."
You're mad if you think that this rapping is done.
"I got ninety nine problems but a bitch aint one."
Nas said it was dead, but I spit with T-Virus.
Author notes
The contest required the interjection of one of a selection of different quotes from rappers. I chose the Jay-Z one as seen. I thought it fit real well.
T-Virus = Resident Evil = Zombies.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/T-Virus#T-Virus
A contest entry
- MY THIRD RAP CONTEST! by Rdy2begorgeous.
400 points, ended November 6, 2007, 7 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Intriguing title - caught my interest. Not too interested in rap music, but you certainly have a great entry for this contest. Lots of work gone into these lines. Congrats on taking gold - looks like you have found your niche with this genre. Great beat, rhtyhm, rhyme and flow as well. Keep writing.
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Wow. This is pure. No wonder you won gold, this rap is really good.
I got 99 problems and a bitch aint one.
Congrats on your gold. You deserved it. I find nothing wrong with this. The flow is intense, and real. Great job.
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BY THE WAY I GOTTA SAY, THIS SHIT FUCKIN RULES! I had to read it again and thought I'd just boost that ego through the roof you should publish this lol or try. Anyways didn't you say you were in the music business? You should be shit with that talent!
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SICK! UR # 1 Playa XD
You want to know what I think, u got some surious SKILLZ! I always like your poems and shit but this has to be a top XD
"Big brother tucks you in when your lying in bed
Slip the cyanid, must be suicide.
Thats how your diary read." Your just a god in my book XD
*I like how girls think they can fall in love by reading some one's poetry. I mean I know some poems it's like pearing into your soul n shit gettin to know some of you but LMFAO girls are weird I hate bein associated some times lol*
Anyways Mr Scott darling your fuckin awesome keep up the great work and hit me up next time you are on lol I been on everyday for a bit and you seem to slip by me lol.
~Lateums, ~Kimber
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very good
i don't paricularly listen to rap
but
your work is full of drama,
a neat perspective
i don't particularly go for vulgarity
but
i must say, it adds "real life" to this verse
reality is a bitch
the sad part is this is stuff going on right now, somewhere
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how did you do that
i am amazed at all the rap stuff i am seeing on here lately. i can talk fast but to come up with a rap song would be impossible for me to do. you did a fantastic job with this. i am wishing you well in this contest and in all your future writings. viyanna rosemarie
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Well , i must be very tired tonight , its long so i shall come back tommorrow and reread what i missed hope thats okay i usually dont like alot of rap ..but i do have a couple of ones that i do like DMX when hes being nice lol and Tupac because my son gave me a song called Dear Mama from it.
Be back i promise!
~Lisa~
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oh my god... I can't even think of anything to say, this hit me nice & hard.
Thank you.
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I think overall this is a good poem...or rap...I was going to say the rythm was a little off, but since its a rap then I think I would definetly need to hear it from the writter for the rythm part since it's a rap. But there was a lot said in this poem that needed to be said. so good job!
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To be perfectly honest with you... I hate rap. I started to read this though, and got caught up in it. It moves really fast and you can see how this might fit easily into song. The structure is loose, and I like that. You did really well in the beginning of the work, but started to fade after about halfway through into a self gratification kind of thing. It's still good, but when you start writing about political situations and switch to how good your rap is, it can make the reader feel cheap. I liked it overall, without any beat, so that should definitly tell you something. Good work.
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I liked this one a lot as well... I thought that you got a bit off topic at times but the political aspect of this is conveyed in amazing ways. You certainly are someone with strong opinions and it shows nicely in your writing. Great job... for real you need to keep it up.
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