Rate my Rap Lyrics!
Question: Rate my Rap Lyrics
this is my 2nd rap i did since i suprisingly got fairly good responses on my 1st one which you can find here http://answers!.yahoo!.com/question/index;!.!.!.
heres my 2nd go at it
Ever since big and pac got shot raps been declinin
Shining, driving, pimping and fine dinning
All I ever hear is how much money they got
How they say they got shot and how big’s their yacht
Everyone forgot how rap used to be lyrical
It didn’t used to be bad influence to black society
It used to have propriety but now all it is
Young ****** milking it for all the cash that they can
Damn why cant it be where it all began
Getting your voice heard inspiring other brothers
To shoot for the sky
“Aim for the stars, if you miss youll land in the clouds”
my mother always told me that and kept reminding me
how MJ got cut from a team but rebounded
he put his heart into and he found his spirit inside
which pushed him to be the greatest alive
he aimed for the stars and now he thrives
why cant we revive all the positive messages rap
instead all we hear is “in straped lets go sell some crack”
I see what it inspires kids to do today!.
I see it everyday walking around BK
Kids join gangs and get into some trouble
Then they work at Micky D’s and repeat the cycle
Instead of working hard to achieve like micheal
Im sick and tired of ringtone rappers
They destroy the path that was paved with their lives
Pac, big, Jam Master jay they all turn away in dismay
When crank that became the number 1 song in the nation
It gets played at all the radio stations the frustration
That’s its creation causes me want to quit my job
Take a vacation in celebration of leaving I head to my
Destination but when I return to my occpation I come back
Wit the celebration its not number 1… I turn on the radio and
What do I hear!? Some stupid *** ***** telling saying in my ear
to “get silly, get silly”Www@Enter-QA@Com
heres my 2nd go at it
Ever since big and pac got shot raps been declinin
Shining, driving, pimping and fine dinning
All I ever hear is how much money they got
How they say they got shot and how big’s their yacht
Everyone forgot how rap used to be lyrical
It didn’t used to be bad influence to black society
It used to have propriety but now all it is
Young ****** milking it for all the cash that they can
Damn why cant it be where it all began
Getting your voice heard inspiring other brothers
To shoot for the sky
“Aim for the stars, if you miss youll land in the clouds”
my mother always told me that and kept reminding me
how MJ got cut from a team but rebounded
he put his heart into and he found his spirit inside
which pushed him to be the greatest alive
he aimed for the stars and now he thrives
why cant we revive all the positive messages rap
instead all we hear is “in straped lets go sell some crack”
I see what it inspires kids to do today!.
I see it everyday walking around BK
Kids join gangs and get into some trouble
Then they work at Micky D’s and repeat the cycle
Instead of working hard to achieve like micheal
Im sick and tired of ringtone rappers
They destroy the path that was paved with their lives
Pac, big, Jam Master jay they all turn away in dismay
When crank that became the number 1 song in the nation
It gets played at all the radio stations the frustration
That’s its creation causes me want to quit my job
Take a vacation in celebration of leaving I head to my
Destination but when I return to my occpation I come back
Wit the celebration its not number 1… I turn on the radio and
What do I hear!? Some stupid *** ***** telling saying in my ear
to “get silly, get silly”Www@Enter-QA@Com
Answers:
hmm not bad !. i would give it a 7!.6 on 10Www@Enter-QA@Com
it's alrite not the best not the worst i like the meaning got rhymes two but verse 1 was better
7/10Www@Enter-QA@Com
7/10Www@Enter-QA@Com
yea i didnt want to read it
b/c its too long
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b/c its too long
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I'm not big on rap, mostly because nowadays it sucks, but this is good!.
I think if you don't swear it's cool 'cus it shows how much of a better vocabulary you have then all those other idiots making "rap" today!. I'm not saying there is anything wrong with swearing, just that maybe you could gain some kind of victory over these rappers nowadays who can only rhyme if they swear after every word!.Www@Enter-QA@Com
I think if you don't swear it's cool 'cus it shows how much of a better vocabulary you have then all those other idiots making "rap" today!. I'm not saying there is anything wrong with swearing, just that maybe you could gain some kind of victory over these rappers nowadays who can only rhyme if they swear after every word!.Www@Enter-QA@Com
true that n*gga i wrote somethin sorta the same
Now a days n*ggas dont now wat the f*ck the stuggle is
Huslin for a bankroll i was hustlin so i could live
They dont know wat its like to see there father die
With a blue face, needle in his arm so mad i cant even cry
60 mgs of oxy runnin through his vains
No blood just pill runnin to his brain
Now mom is smokin meth on her way to work
Mixin with tabs so her heart doesnt hurt
And me, i was left to raise myself
No pops half a mom livin in hell
So u fake n*ggas dont have the right
To say ur p*ssy *ss had a hard life
Cause u dont know wat the f*ck ive been through
Seein my n*ggas gettin cooked on the streets like a stew
So i figured i needed protectin, went and got my first gun
9mm pistol off saftey, clip extension
Just prayin and hopin a n*gga would mess with me
So i could take out my anger on the chest and they knee
1st n*gga i shot was a blood name micheal brown
Only meant to shoot him once, but i spryed off around
And i ran until my legs felt like they were gonna break
Then i sat and cried until i saw the suns rays
Told my momma and we skipped off to a state
So the 5-0 wouldn't see my face
So this is to them n*ggas who think they had it tough
Sit the f*ck down and shut the f*ck up
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Now a days n*ggas dont now wat the f*ck the stuggle is
Huslin for a bankroll i was hustlin so i could live
They dont know wat its like to see there father die
With a blue face, needle in his arm so mad i cant even cry
60 mgs of oxy runnin through his vains
No blood just pill runnin to his brain
Now mom is smokin meth on her way to work
Mixin with tabs so her heart doesnt hurt
And me, i was left to raise myself
No pops half a mom livin in hell
So u fake n*ggas dont have the right
To say ur p*ssy *ss had a hard life
Cause u dont know wat the f*ck ive been through
Seein my n*ggas gettin cooked on the streets like a stew
So i figured i needed protectin, went and got my first gun
9mm pistol off saftey, clip extension
Just prayin and hopin a n*gga would mess with me
So i could take out my anger on the chest and they knee
1st n*gga i shot was a blood name micheal brown
Only meant to shoot him once, but i spryed off around
And i ran until my legs felt like they were gonna break
Then i sat and cried until i saw the suns rays
Told my momma and we skipped off to a state
So the 5-0 wouldn't see my face
So this is to them n*ggas who think they had it tough
Sit the f*ck down and shut the f*ck up
Www@Enter-QA@Com