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  • #13
    Re: Patriarch's Raparrific, Rapmazing Contest Part The Second

    Originally posted by MszRockette
    Originally posted by YungNRuthless
    Throw ya hands up, throw ya fucking grams up
    if a rapper think he better then me, stand up..
    just like i thought, everybody sitting,
    the rap game sinking, everybody spitting,
    they claim they hardbody but everybody bitches,
    these rappers like the weather everybody switching
    everybody busting heads, everybody pitching..
    but between me and you? i think everybody snitching
    cause all the real rappers either dead or in prison
    so ima keep it real right now why im living
    i aint saying im the hardest dog i be fibbing..
    if a hater run up tho, this is what i'd give em
    a four five shot to the back of the head
    if hes breathing im squeezing, ima clap till he dead..
    That was frickin frackin amazing.
    thank you means alot coming from you, and i wanna when this one HOLLER~

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    • #14
      Re: Patriarch's Raparrific, Rapmazing Contest Part The Second

      im gon spit a lil
      this iz a freestyle yawl

      Im a monster
      Like from lochness
      The only difference is I ain�t a mess
      Im the best o the best
      The magnus opus o the bunch
      And when this rap is ova
      U gon eat it for lunch
      Cuz when I rap
      You all think you gon die
      But im so fuckin good
      Ur gonna sit down and cry
      Cuz u kno ur never gon be me
      Or even get behind me
      Not even Stevie Wonder can blind me
      He can�t even look at me
      Im so fuckin amazing
      Hot like a firecracker
      And I�m ever blazing
      Don�t worry
      Im never gonna slow down
      And no one is gonna listen to you
      When you come around

      -young moola baby-

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      • #15
        Re: Patriarch's Raparrific, Rapmazing Contest Part The Second

        Originally posted by YungNRuthless
        Originally posted by MszRockette
        Originally posted by YungNRuthless
        Throw ya hands up, throw ya fucking grams up
        if a rapper think he better then me, stand up..
        just like i thought, everybody sitting,
        the rap game sinking, everybody spitting,
        they claim they hardbody but everybody bitches,
        these rappers like the weather everybody switching
        everybody busting heads, everybody pitching..
        but between me and you? i think everybody snitching
        cause all the real rappers either dead or in prison
        so ima keep it real right now why im living
        i aint saying im the hardest dog i be fibbing..
        if a hater run up tho, this is what i'd give em
        a four five shot to the back of the head
        if hes breathing im squeezing, ima clap till he dead..
        That was frickin frackin amazing.
        thank you means alot coming from you, and i wanna when this one HOLLER~
        You will. Im sure of it.

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        • #16
          Re: Patriarch's Raparrific, Rapmazing Contest Part The Second

          honestly, i wasn't going to do this, but i was typing up something and said to hell with it, i'll do it.

          and so there's no confusion on what it's about, it's a shot at rappers that aren't lyricists and more then usual have repetitive phrases and/or just make dances and nothing else. this included but is not limited to- OJ Juiceman, G-Spot boyz, soulja boy (but i feel sry for him since he went spaztastic on twitter), and you get my drift..

          im blessed like inspectah deck the way i leave tracks wrecked.
          ambidextrous flow im right with the mic as haters get straight left.
          cus im the pulse of this thread even when no pulse is left.
          sparkin bars violently like rifle things, yes hot lead.
          another rap thread? kill patriarch now im the "head".
          im Vlad the way i'll take ya head and pike it instead.
          get a brain transplant cus yours spits repetitive crap.
          you should add to your vocab so run and getta med fast.
          lyricist vs. rapper, ya dead when red sheds at last.
          mc's like MoneyisEverything think it's all bout money.
          i find that rather funny, no need of a book for dummy's.
          commercial artists are clumsy cus their damn bars hit bluntly.
          and think im bull shit frontin? man i can bring blunt heat.
          jam the blunt to your cheek now you hear the blunt speak.
          i infiltrate like brigades with serrated blades slashin at ya face.
          ima "operate" till i leave you excavated like man-made caves.
          cus you're pre-dated, i know where ya death is waitin.
          i'll leave you like cave-men, that's bein eradicated.
          cus hip hop is poetry in motion, that's the real notion.
          your named being screamed as you smoke the mic flowin.
          cus i don't get mainstream shit like useless modems.
          my flow turns you to Jews the way you're left roastin.
          i stay sky high on my rhymes, call it my zenith.
          while you're pleadin, sufferin from the mic's bleak beatin.
          my words leave you lightly breathin; you won't win despite the cheatin.
          im rap's GM; you're the janitor cleanin after meetin's.
          so get off that trap music crap
          it's makes you look wiggity wack.
          was takin a break but im finally be back;
          me to you is Vick's Pits fightin cats.
          cus im bitin away at the rap game...
          while the surface you barely scratch.
          you guys'll find this all subliminal
          but to this site's life im all pivotal.
          this dope drop will leave readers' bodies depraved
          cus the force scathes like blacks in enslaved days.


          EDIT* while posting this i realized the title "rapmazing contest part the second" reminded me of some Yoda type speakin sht, check yo self patriarch
          �Nature has wisely judged that the distinction of ranks, the peace and order of society, would rest more securely upon the plain and palpable difference of birth and fortune, than upon the invisible and often uncertain difference of wisdom and virtue.

          -Adam Smith, Theory of Moral Sentiments

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          • #17
            Re: Patriarch's Raparrific, Rapmazing Contest Part The Second

            ya
            im rollin through the streets in a cherry grill
            grill me up a hamburger, double pills
            i popped the deck and my champagne spilled
            so my dog drank it up, and got drunk 'n' mill-
            ions of people tryin to get higher
            but that's when they realize their Visa expired
            and so did the Guiness, Ireland offend- es, defend us
            instead of, covering up with a MJ glove
            a sparkle diamond threads on the motown, who down?
            and I said im like Huodini, in my lamborgini
            girl you think ur fat, but not really
            my car takes tons off a star
            you think ur hot, you think you're good
            but im the best, and im from Hollywood
            not, Hollygrove
            from the hood that weezy drove

            -pce- YOUNG MOOLA

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            • #18
              Re: Patriarch's Raparrific, Rapmazing Contest Part The Second

              CONTEST CLOSED.

              YNR
              Throw ya hands up, throw ya fucking grams up
              if a rapper think he better then me, stand up..
              just like i thought, everybody sitting,
              the rap game sinking, everybody spitting,
              they claim they hardbody but everybody bitches,
              these rappers like the weather everybody switching
              everybody busting heads, everybody pitching..
              but between me and you? i think everybody snitching
              cause all the real rappers either dead or in prison
              so ima keep it real right now why im living
              i aint saying im the hardest dog i be fibbing..
              if a hater run up tho, this is what i'd give em
              a four five shot to the back of the head
              if hes breathing im squeezing, ima clap till he dead..
              I would have liked to have seen this made a little longer. Also, the juxtaposition of the first two relatively long lines followed by two of the shortest lines sounds a little awkward to me. Overall, though, this had may nice rhymes.

              biggie>wayne

              ok this be round 2.
              round 1 i went in.
              but still didnt win.
              i am bout to kill it again.
              i got this contest pinned.
              every one is down, watch me win.
              but lets flip this script.
              time for me to light the whick.
              and burn ur ass like a candle stick
              i will murke this contest and leave the scene quick
              then go home and watch my thick girl lick.
              here is a tip dont stop till i cup.
              u stupid slut i made u suck, u say u wanted money.
              well u better run and not slip.
              i will hurt u till i am done.
              and when it is finished u will be dead and replinshed.
              see this is kinda of creepy, u guys can call it a fetish.
              now she is dead i take the golds out her teeth like a denist.
              i am a monster, i got proof u can test it.
              Your flow kind of gets away form you. Your first line is five words and six syllables long, whereas your last line has ballooned out to 11 words and 12 syllables.



              Lil Cham

              Yo Im sitting in my room
              thoughtless as the rhymes hit me like boom
              I found a stupid rhyme
              although I wasted a whole lot a time
              But nothing could go trough my mind
              The same thing happen the first time
              when Patriarch made a contest
              Where I could have proven west is the best
              But right now Im lost
              I don't have anything to write for my coast
              Im writing what im feelin
              verses Im still killin
              No I don't
              Im old like James bond
              my rhymes don't draw any pattern
              Game is poisoned by the southern
              If I ain't rappin about pussy and money
              If I ain't make jokes that ain't funny
              If I don't use the Auto tune
              Thats mean I ain't no goon
              Its all fucked up
              White boys buy the most albums that new mc are putting up
              Now yall hatin
              get off wayne's site is wat u sayin
              just because Im speakin truth
              Im makin my move
              Yall dissin me
              but I don't give a fuck this is rap to me
              Hip-Hop is what Im breathing with
              I don't like when it get mixed with shit
              Im a MC
              And ya all can eat a phat dick if you don't like me
              Like many other posters here, you like to intermix very long lines with very short lines. As such, consider this advice to be for more people than just you. When you use a short line like "Its all fucked up" or "Now yall hatin", it creates an interruption in your flow. This interruption is not necessarily a bad thing, but in order to take advantage of it and make it sound good, you usually need to either preface it or follow it up with a set of long lines. Sticking one of these shot lines in every third line or so of your rap just creates a very stop-start flow.

              xximaginingechoesxx

              Im a monster
              Like from lochness
              The only difference is I ain�t a mess
              Im the best o the best
              The magnus opus o the bunch
              And when this rap is ova
              U gon eat it for lunch
              Cuz when I rap
              You all think you gon die
              But im so fuckin good
              Ur gonna sit down and cry
              Cuz u kno ur never gon be me
              Or even get behind me
              Not even Stevie Wonder can blind me
              He can�t even look at me
              Im so fuckin amazing
              Hot like a firecracker
              And I�m ever blazing
              Don�t worry
              Im never gonna slow down
              And no one is gonna listen to you
              When you come around

              im rollin through the streets in a cherry grill
              grill me up a hamburger, double pills
              i popped the deck and my champagne spilled
              so my dog drank it up, and got drunk 'n' mill-
              ions of people tryin to get higher
              but that's when they realize their Visa expired
              and so did the Guiness, Ireland offend- es, defend us
              instead of, covering up with a MJ glove
              a sparkle diamond threads on the motown, who down?
              and I said im like Huodini, in my lamborgini
              girl you think ur fat, but not really
              my car takes tons off a star
              you think ur hot, you think you're good
              but im the best, and im from Hollywood
              not, Hollygrove
              from the hood that weezy drove
              I suppose I should have probably said something about onlu entering the contest once. Since I didn't, though, I'll have a look at both of your verses.

              One thing that I notice about your rap is that you miss out on a lot of opportunities for multi-syllabic rhyme. For example,

              "Im a monster
              Like from lochness
              The only difference is I ain�t a mess"

              You're rhyming with the "ness" part of loch ness, but not the "loch" part. It would probably sound better if you did something like this:

              Im a monster
              Like from lochness
              I'm so chill that my skills let me mock stress

              trillphill
              im blessed like inspectah deck the way i leave tracks wrecked.
              ambidextrous flow im right with the mic as haters get straight left.
              cus im the pulse of this thread even when no pulse is left.
              sparkin bars violently like rifle things, yes hot lead.
              another rap thread? kill patriarch now im the "head".
              im Vlad the way i'll take ya head and pike it instead.
              get a brain transplant cus yours spits repetitive crap.
              you should add to your vocab so run and getta med fast.
              lyricist vs. rapper, ya dead when red sheds at last.
              mc's like MoneyisEverything think it's all bout money.
              i find that rather funny, no need of a book for dummy's.
              commercial artists are clumsy cus their damn bars hit bluntly.
              and think im bull shit frontin? man i can bring blunt heat.
              jam the blunt to your cheek now you hear the blunt speak.
              i infiltrate like brigades with serrated blades slashin at ya face.
              ima "operate" till i leave you excavated like man-made caves.
              cus you're pre-dated, i know where ya death is waitin.
              i'll leave you like cave-men, that's bein eradicated.
              cus hip hop is poetry in motion, that's the real notion.
              your named being screamed as you smoke the mic flowin.
              cus i don't get mainstream shit like useless modems.
              my flow turns you to Jews the way you're left roastin.
              i stay sky high on my rhymes, call it my zenith.
              while you're pleadin, sufferin from the mic's bleak beatin.
              my words leave you lightly breathin; you won't win despite the cheatin.
              im rap's GM; you're the janitor cleanin after meetin's.
              so get off that trap music crap
              it's makes you look wiggity wack.
              was takin a break but im finally be back;
              me to you is Vick's Pits fightin cats.
              cus im bitin away at the rap game...
              while the surface you barely scratch.
              you guys'll find this all subliminal
              but to this site's life im all pivotal.
              this dope drop will leave readers' bodies depraved
              cus the force scathes like blacks in enslaved days.
              This was really good. At first I thought the lines might be a bit too long in places, but I think that you could probably find some track to fit them to.

              In Conclusion,

              First Place: Trill
              His verse was pretty much exactly what I was looking for. Rich in internal rhyme, it was nice to read.

              Runner up: YNR
              Though a little short, his verse contained many examples of multi-syllabic rhyme and flowed fairly well.

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