Don't call me "white rapper"
Ain't no thug in the hood
Don't need girls and gold
To know my rhythm is good
They been calling a poet since back in the day
Livin city life had it's way with my word play
So I'm not Eminem,no hardcore gangsta
Born in a cornfield with rednecks and wangstas
Here to prove my purpose
That the hick can flow
Two verses made
Without a mention of hoes
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Author notes
Just a fun piece I've been working on to prove to its not just the brothers and thug-wannabe's like Eminem that can flow.
Comments
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Nice!
I used to loathe Eminem, then I heard one of his latest songs called Beautiful. I never dreamed I would ever hear anything by him that I liked, but that is a really good song. Now, your piece here is really good. I like the flow and the rhyme. I really did enjoy the vocabulary usage also. Entertaining with a splash of humor. All in all I have to give this one applause and a hearty Bravo!
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untill the last line that is
, well its up to your usual standard and humerous, all it needs now is a beat, nice one mason.
Michael
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Lol, nice.. So far you do flow pretty damn good. Your deffinatly gonna have a future in music. Great start, keep it up.
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