Re: want to become a rapper -- New Record Label Seeking Artist

[ Show ]

Support VoyForums

[ Shrink ]

VoyForums Announcement: Programming and providing support for this service has been a labor of love since 1997. We are one of the few services online who values our users' privacy, and have never sold your information. We have even fought hard to defend your privacy in legal cases; however, we've done it with almost no financial support -- paying out of pocket to continue providing the service. Due to the issues imposed on us by advertisers, we also stopped hosting most ads on the forums many years ago. We hope you appreciate our efforts.

Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your contribution is not tax-deductible.) PayPal Acct: Feedback:

Donate to VoyForums (PayPal):

[ Login ] [ Contact Forum Admin ] [ Main index ] [ Post a new message ] [ Search | Check update time | Archives: [1], 2, 3, 4, 5 ]

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Date Posted: 10:55:50 06/15/05 Wed
Author: Matt D
Author Host/IP: port167153.pshift.net.167.68.198.in-addr.arpa / 198.68.167.153
Subject: Re: want to become a rapper
In reply to: william russell 's message, "Re: want to become a rapper" on 11:26:01 12/18/04 Sat

stomach butter/
flys to my brain/
and stained my cranium/
the insane early-bloomer/
you can call me geranium/
geronimo/
my metabolic melodic domino/
topples over lines and shines/
you gotta know/
my battery of sick ammo is alkaline/
four triple a�s for my spit design/
like a happy mexican/
you�re no where near the line/
my physical-lyrical sign language/
might just smack you deaf and blind/
your head ducks in the mirror/
even in a quack tux/
i got mental reflux from your acid flow/
bring ya mentally back/
like CPR to your frontal lobe/
not the top of my brain/
but la bottom/
me/
that�s sentimentally/
my memory will leave a center piece/
below the christmas tree/
where there weren�t any presents/
for your family/
hence my presence was in present tense/
but i wasn�t pleasantly impressed/
so i left, incensed/
now its in a neat-o pretense/
hungry for burrito hell; time for taco bell/
but on the way/
i fell without suspension or attention/
in a parallel four-dimension/
detention full of essentially...this/
mellow light and slit-open wrists/
what a man came up to me and said is/
�poems are polite one-sided arguments by narcissists�/
from my god forsaken lyrical live knive twist/
and if your wive represented all you said/
i�d rape her till her bladder bled red like a kiss/
you heard me/
like the voice of god on a megaphone/
but my tone is deeper/
and pronunciation�s honed/
like a known speaker/
i�m famously alone but i should be/
could he/
pull it off like an angry whore/
or could he/
dwindle mindlessly/
in cinderella�s dynasty/
swindle from fifty-C, dr. dree, and emeny/
but honestly/
if i could eat pussy lyrically/
i�d be fuckin� fat/
friends call me matt/
you can call me M-A-T-T-EMCEE/

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]