I challenge Parodites to a rap battle.

Yo,

I have 4 wives.

And all 10 of them are my mother.

They call it the Deep South because all of us from the south are deep.

My kind don’t need respect.

They are respect.

Yo.

That wuz the whackest shit I ever heard

To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
For as you were when first your eye I eyed,
Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold
Have from the forests shook three summers’ pride,
Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned
In process of the seasons have I seen,
Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned,
Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.

U can’t roll up on some real Gs with no shit like that, bro. Stop acting like Walt Whitman and drop some real shit, homes.

If Sculptor can lay that on a beat, it would have my vote.

Its gonna be hard.

soundcloud.com/taurusvision/bea … gamma-zeta

Or whatever; bullshit. Thats what needs to happen.

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Like these assholes but different ones.

my posse and possum is node
my flossy Versace is dope
my grassy precision is dope
my posse and possum is node

  • flossy meaning either glossy and flashy or simply, flossed

load and reload and behold
beholden to no one like Odin
focus on no one the tower
debris in the path of the power

“You with your smart little beak” iz da real translao-tze

but little beak (bekkie) is a Amsterdam north slangy word for cutie.

why do I diss on the christ
the man is more famous than Mike
Jackson, Jordan, Tyson, anyone
im just a bridge on a canyon.

Yo,

Promethean has a fire up my ass

Extinguished by brittle glass

Walking the talk is how we do it here

Some say the end times are near

What’s left of you when it comes ?

Hopefully you’re not just young, dumb and full of cum.

Yo.

Yo,

Black tourmaline to make a scene

Of the spirits who trusted me

We’re going to get this done

I’m not the only one

You see what it is now

I’m explaining this shit how

Once you come to understand

You’ll be my best friend again

Yo.

Yo,

Piano babies and porcelain dreams

Music boxes are in our streams

What do you think it’s about now?

Coca Cola and fat Buddha’s ?

Rub my belly for luck, I’m an evil genie.

Outsmart me and I’ll be yours.

There are so many doors and so many chores.

What you do with it can make you legit.

I’m here to ask you, did you suckle a tit?

Once you see the vastness of all, you’ll realize existence is small

It’s you who has to be big

Yo.

Yo,

Prostitutes fucking whores.

It’s a really bad plan.

I’ve seen the shit a person can.

What you have for me is blasphemy.

I’m going to challenge all you see.

As Whitey said, “I’ve seen the good side of bad and the down side of up and everything between”

Yo. You. Have no clue what I can do to you.

That is a threat. If you get in my way of making existence perfect, you will wish you were never born.

And it will never come true. You’ll still be here.

So here’s the deal. If you fuck with my job, all jokes aside … I have the power to do things to you that you can’t even comprehend as you’re reading this.

You think it’s all just rainbows and flowers?

Think about Jesus being angry at you and multiply it times a billion. All the enlightened masters at once sending you to hell. These are not the people you want to piss off.

When you have hell beings sending you to hell. That’s pretty bad. When you have enlightened beings sending you to hell… it’s beyond your comprehension how bad it is.

I know this shit because I suffered it personally.

So lay a beat to that.

Sorry, I get unhinged sometimes.

Hell is not my technique. Fucking with you is.

My demonic side can possess anyone in existence.

But it’s a two way street. Anyone in existence can possess me.

The way you survive this is to be smart.

The power of your story, the power of your mind and heart.

Making a new plan for existence and being forged in hell has saved my ass many times.

For better or worse, this is what you get from a being forged in hell like mine.

Have you tried rapping those over a beat, Ecmandu? The syllables are super irregular (not a criticism, I’m partial to wordy and overstuffed raps). Also seems like I’m missing some of the rhyme scheme, not sure if there are meant to be internal rhymes or if I’m just not following the way it lines up with a beat.

Also, why do you say “yo” so much? (this one is a criticism, but intended constructively :slight_smile:

Yo is just a “I’m starting this, pay attention, listen”

It’s old school.

As a good composer, it’s extremely easy for me to set this to beats.

Songs can easily go from 2/4 time to 5/4 time… it actually makes it more interesting that way.

You have 2 choices… you can cram shit together to keep the same beat, or you can pause and change the time signature.

I’m glad you asked me this Carleas.

Did you have music in mind when you wrote them? I’d love to hear these if you’ve recorded them.

I was always pretty good at writing poetry in regular meter, but I’ve found that skill doesn’t transfer to rap very well. It ends up sounding wooden and forced. Trying to record a rap gave me a huge appreciation of ‘flow’ that I (embarassingly) didn’t really get before. One of those unknown-unknowns of talent.