Rate ppl's raps (new)

.2.2.6. wrote:

Da Rapper Eater 3 wrote:

the117gamer wrote:

Da Rapper Eater 3 wrote:

the117gamer wrote:

Da Rapper Eater 3 wrote: NO sense rating my rhymes because they’re all 10/10

If your lyrics are anything like Lil Waynes then I seriously doubt it.

WTF are you talking about Weezy is one of the most lyrical niggas out there

......

Have you ever heard of Underground rap?

Yes I listen to underground rap I’m sure a lot more than you and the only rapper that I can think of that are close to Lil Wayne in terms of lyrics are Chamillionaire Saigon Papoose or Lupe that’s about it Fabaolous sometime can be on that level too listen to 6 minutes of Death with Lil Wayne Fabolous and Cassidy Fab and Weezy kill that shit right now go out and buy the Drought 3 and tell me Wayne aint one of the most lyrical niggas out there

Respect for Pac too right?

I’m talking in terms of rappers right now today you have to give Lil Wayne props because Da Drought 3 is fucking killer shit

IT’S ME THE RAPPER EATER FEED ME FEED ME FEED ME

bAyBeE_ChRoNiC wrote:

anti-moviecodec. wrote: This is somethin' I just wrote.


Grab my board from ride, make sure my trucks are tight.
Got my pipe and baked, and went out to skate.
I sat back on a bench tryin' to relate to this town,
When an old man threw me a frown.
He says how I’m a disgrace, sparked up a bowl,
nothin' but ganja up in his face.
O, so he’s from the neighborhood watch?
Clocked that bitch, knocked him out, and skated off in a Mach. Now I’m sure that the cops will be lookin' for a lead, so I locked up the pad, took my keys and drove off in my car, ooohh....shit theres that freak from the bar.
My tires startin' burnin' and I laid it down hard,
Had to swerve, missed a car......the party better not be far


— — -chorus — — -
Now you know why we came to this event
Cuz all we really wanna do is get bent
Consume a couple drinks, take some bong hits
Dont nobody lay around and just sit
Get the fuck up with us and get real lit.
— — — — — — — — — — — — -


I was 2 blocks away, but the piggy’s gotta get there pay.
Turned down an alley just tryin' to get away.
But right on my ass is what they stayed.
They started fallin' back far,
So I drove through a yard, got to the party, hid my car, walked up lit a cig, man fuck you pig.




— — chorus — — -



thats it right now..

Heh, you got the right idea, except its just not flowin'. Its like poetry dude.

Rappin' is poetry too except you gotta make it flow.

So, I’d say just listen to some rap artists you like and try and point out what their style is, once you can pin point a rappin' shcheme, you should be able to come up with your own style/flowz.

Ya, thats not how my raps are usually like, I was just tryin' new things, the thing is I’m not tryin to go off of someone else’s style, I’m tryin to make my own.

Well it’s good to try and make your own style but every rapper’s style and delivery has some influences from other rappers like me my style and delivery is a mix of Jay Z Biggie and Lil Wayne The way I rhymes shit and my delivery is like Jay Z’s the way I structure shit is Biggie and my metaphors and content is Lil Wayne

Hijaac’s a fucking Homo!

*edited by Hijaac, finally decided to come out of the closet*

anti-moviecodec. wrote:

bAyBeE_ChRoNiC wrote:

anti-moviecodec. wrote: This is somethin' I just wrote.


Grab my board from ride, make sure my trucks are tight.
Got my pipe and baked, and went out to skate.
I sat back on a bench tryin' to relate to this town,
When an old man threw me a frown.
He says how I’m a disgrace, sparked up a bowl,
nothin' but ganja up in his face.
O, so he’s from the neighborhood watch?
Clocked that bitch, knocked him out, and skated off in a Mach. Now I’m sure that the cops will be lookin' for a lead, so I locked up the pad, took my keys and drove off in my car, ooohh....shit theres that freak from the bar.
My tires startin' burnin' and I laid it down hard,
Had to swerve, missed a car......the party better not be far


— — -chorus — — -
Now you know why we came to this event
Cuz all we really wanna do is get bent
Consume a couple drinks, take some bong hits
Dont nobody lay around and just sit
Get the fuck up with us and get real lit.
— — — — — — — — — — — — -


I was 2 blocks away, but the piggy’s gotta get there pay.
Turned down an alley just tryin' to get away.
But right on my ass is what they stayed.
They started fallin' back far,
So I drove through a yard, got to the party, hid my car, walked up lit a cig, man fuck you pig.




— — chorus — — -



thats it right now..

Heh, you got the right idea, except its just not flowin'. Its like poetry dude.

Rappin' is poetry too except you gotta make it flow.

So, I’d say just listen to some rap artists you like and try and point out what their style is, once you can pin point a rappin' shcheme, you should be able to come up with your own style/flowz.

Ya, thats not how my raps are usually like, I was just tryin' new things, the thing is I’m not tryin to go off of someone else’s style, I’m tryin to make my own.

Yeah, I didn’t mean copy their style, I meant use them as an influence for your own shit.

Da Rapper Eater 3 wrote:

.2.2.6. wrote:

Da Rapper Eater 3 wrote:

the117gamer wrote:

Da Rapper Eater 3 wrote:

the117gamer wrote:

Da Rapper Eater 3 wrote: NO sense rating my rhymes because they’re all 10/10

If your lyrics are anything like Lil Waynes then I seriously doubt it.

WTF are you talking about Weezy is one of the most lyrical niggas out there

......

Have you ever heard of Underground rap?

Yes I listen to underground rap I’m sure a lot more than you and the only rapper that I can think of that are close to Lil Wayne in terms of lyrics are Chamillionaire Saigon Papoose or Lupe that’s about it Fabaolous sometime can be on that level too listen to 6 minutes of Death with Lil Wayne Fabolous and Cassidy Fab and Weezy kill that shit right now go out and buy the Drought 3 and tell me Wayne aint one of the most lyrical niggas out there

Respect for Pac too right?

I’m talking in terms of rappers right now today you have to give Lil Wayne props because Da Drought 3 is fucking killer shit

yeah well, if I was comparin Wayne to Pac, of course pac


but Lil Wayne aight though

.2.2.6. wrote: hey


See started on another summer day, yet the SHORT DANGEROUS NIGHT
187’s everywhere that’s what WORKS ANGER RIGHT
either stupid reasons, or REASONS TO KILL
never ever stopped the crime, never CEASIN YET THEY STILL
yet spring or summer, you know it’s the SEASON OF THE KILL
caught dead for betrayin ya family, like politic TREASON WITH A BILL
all I know is through 11 years of LIVING THROUGH THAT WORLD
other homies life’s path round, just to GIVE IT TO A GIRL
yet when they break up, they like DEAD BODIES IN THE STREET
like they heart split them apart, from the WHOLE BODY TO THE FEET
I live strong and die hard, true men being SMART FOR THE WILL
chose to focus on my future and not be PART OF THE KILL
then one day I wrote raps, started the HEART OF MY SKILL
won and lost battles yet I know that this gon go FAR WITH THIS UNTIL


one day it comes to an end, LIFE AND ITS PROBLEMS
can’t solve em by killin, KNIFE’S NO WAY TO SOLVE EM
If I’m a soildier fightin, I now LAY DOWN MY GUN
cuz I give it up to my future so I just PRAYED TO “THE SON”

hit the FASTBACK, fell asleep and had a FLASHBACK
only had a single dollar while my homies had the FAT STACK
I wanted one too, SAVED UP TILL THEN
never gave up on my dreams, never GAVE UP MY FRIENDS
I moved out yet still see em, yet BEEN A LONG TIME
talked with my homie on the phone, as I SPAT A LONG RHYME
he said I should get discovered with this POWER I POSSESS
so I battled another dude to put this POWER TO THE TEST
seemed like I won I was COMIN AT HIM HARD
seemed I was pushin on cuz I was RUNNIN HIM AT FAR
if it was distance for pushin, I PUSHED HIM FOR MILES
told bout the way he raps since he PUSHED ON HOW I STYLE
next thing I know, life GAVE ME A BREAK
no problems no worries, SAVED ME FROM MISTAKES
one kid had ambition, the PASSION TO PUSH ON
made everything like glass shatter, came SMASHIN AS HE PUSHED STRONG

.2.2.6. wrote:

Da Rapper Eater 3 wrote:

.2.2.6. wrote:

Da Rapper Eater 3 wrote:

the117gamer wrote:

Da Rapper Eater 3 wrote:

the117gamer wrote:

Da Rapper Eater 3 wrote: NO sense rating my rhymes because they’re all 10/10

If your lyrics are anything like Lil Waynes then I seriously doubt it.

WTF are you talking about Weezy is one of the most lyrical niggas out there

......

Have you ever heard of Underground rap?

Yes I listen to underground rap I’m sure a lot more than you and the only rapper that I can think of that are close to Lil Wayne in terms of lyrics are Chamillionaire Saigon Papoose or Lupe that’s about it Fabaolous sometime can be on that level too listen to 6 minutes of Death with Lil Wayne Fabolous and Cassidy Fab and Weezy kill that shit right now go out and buy the Drought 3 and tell me Wayne aint one of the most lyrical niggas out there

Respect for Pac too right?

I’m talking in terms of rappers right now today you have to give Lil Wayne props because Da Drought 3 is fucking killer shit

yeah well, if I was comparin Wayne to Pac, of course pac


but Lil Wayne aight though

Well Pac is a better rapper but I think that Wayne is a better lyricist

IT’S ME THE RAPPER EATER FEED ME FEED ME FEED ME

.2.2.6. wrote:

.2.2.6. wrote: hey


See started on another summer day, yet the SHORT DANGEROUS NIGHT
187’s everywhere that’s what WORKS ANGER RIGHT
either stupid reasons, or REASONS TO KILL
never ever stopped the crime, never CEASIN YET THEY STILL
yet spring or summer, you know it’s the SEASON OF THE KILL
caught dead for betrayin ya family, like politic TREASON WITH A BILL
all I know is through 11 years of LIVING THROUGH THAT WORLD
other homies life’s path round, just to GIVE IT TO A GIRL
yet when they break up, they like DEAD BODIES IN THE STREET
like they heart split them apart, from the WHOLE BODY TO THE FEET
I live strong and die hard, true men being SMART FOR THE WILL
chose to focus on my future and not be PART OF THE KILL
then one day I wrote raps, started the HEART OF MY SKILL
won and lost battles yet I know that this gon go FAR WITH THIS UNTIL


one day it comes to an end, LIFE AND ITS PROBLEMS
can’t solve em by killin, KNIFE’S NO WAY TO SOLVE EM
If I’m a soildier fightin, I now LAY DOWN MY GUN
cuz I give it up to my future so I just PRAYED TO “THE SON”

hit the FASTBACK, fell asleep and had a FLASHBACK
only had a single dollar while my homies had the FAT STACK
I wanted one too, SAVED UP TILL THEN
never gave up on my dreams, never GAVE UP MY FRIENDS
I moved out yet still see em, yet BEEN A LONG TIME
talked with my homie on the phone, as I SPAT A LONG RHYME
he said I should get discovered with this POWER I POSSESS
so I battled another dude to put this POWER TO THE TEST
seemed like I won I was COMIN AT HIM HARD
seemed I was pushin on cuz I was RUNNIN HIM AT FAR
if it was distance for pushin, I PUSHED HIM FOR MILES
told bout the way he raps since he PUSHED ON HOW I STYLE
next thing I know, life GAVE ME A BREAK
no problems no worries, SAVED ME FROM MISTAKES
one kid had ambition, the PASSION TO PUSH ON
made everything like glass shatter, came SMASHIN AS HE PUSHED STRONG

8/10,

bAyBeE_ChRoNiC wrote:

anti-moviecodec. wrote:

bAyBeE_ChRoNiC wrote:

anti-moviecodec. wrote: This is somethin' I just wrote.


Grab my board from ride, make sure my trucks are tight.
Got my pipe and baked, and went out to skate.
I sat back on a bench tryin' to relate to this town,
When an old man threw me a frown.
He says how I’m a disgrace, sparked up a bowl,
nothin' but ganja up in his face.
O, so he’s from the neighborhood watch?
Clocked that bitch, knocked him out, and skated off in a Mach. Now I’m sure that the cops will be lookin' for a lead, so I locked up the pad, took my keys and drove off in my car, ooohh....shit theres that freak from the bar.
My tires startin' burnin' and I laid it down hard,
Had to swerve, missed a car......the party better not be far


— — -chorus — — -
Now you know why we came to this event
Cuz all we really wanna do is get bent
Consume a couple drinks, take some bong hits
Dont nobody lay around and just sit
Get the fuck up with us and get real lit.
— — — — — — — — — — — — -


I was 2 blocks away, but the piggy’s gotta get there pay.
Turned down an alley just tryin' to get away.
But right on my ass is what they stayed.
They started fallin' back far,
So I drove through a yard, got to the party, hid my car, walked up lit a cig, man fuck you pig.




— — chorus — — -



thats it right now..

Heh, you got the right idea, except its just not flowin'. Its like poetry dude.

Rappin' is poetry too except you gotta make it flow.

So, I’d say just listen to some rap artists you like and try and point out what their style is, once you can pin point a rappin' shcheme, you should be able to come up with your own style/flowz.

Ya, thats not how my raps are usually like, I was just tryin' new things, the thing is I’m not tryin to go off of someone else’s style, I’m tryin to make my own.

Yeah, I didn’t mean copy their style, I meant use them as an influence for your own shit.

O, ok

Damn dese dudes is writin whole songs n shyt
im jus bout 2 give a 16 2 see how ya feel about it
this ones for fun

I’m all ova tha map

Like longitude and latitude

Its not that Im rude
Money gives a different attitude

I stepped foot in tha game

to see how that’ll do

Now every rapper wanna say ya name

Or wanna battle you

Its all good, I had tha balls to do it

Brought ma swag, flow and demeanor

Buh its all inclusive

Everything about me is exclusive

From tha sneakers to da watch

Ya flows hot, but its all but lucid

Puerto Rican wit freckles

Dese mamis called me shy

Buh im no longer dr jeckle

Now im known as mr hyde

Is this tha guy that we been hearin about?

He been all ova tha radios they wearin him out

Any nigga smart enough should watch out
Cuz he been catchin these rappers

Exposin tha actors

And airin them out

Ez

6/10

Here’s a little track I’m working on work in progress but here’s what I have so far

[Hook]
Russian Roulette
Fucking with me like shooting yourself in the neck
Russian Roulette
One in the chamber it’s your life that you bet
Russian Roulette
Odds against you so I suggest that you quit
Russian Roulette
Who wants to play a game of Russian Roulette?
Russian Roulette

One bullet in the chamber put it to your head like Russian roulette/
Wrong choice and your dead cause it’s your life that you bet/
Your future is dark now mines just getting bright/
Chamber spinning in a circle call it your “Wheel of Fortune” like Vanna White/
[Russian Roulette]
You’re dead now for all that shit that you’re talking who’s gone tell your mother?/
Cause you aint Christopher Walkin and this aint “Deer Hunter”/
Come at me if you want but it’s yourself that you’re shooting/
You’re just a cave man and I am your evolution/
[Russian Roulette]
Garbage out your mouth now so the track you’re polluting/
You’re just 180 I’m a full revolution/
Got you stuttering now cat got your tongue you’re muting/
You’re a small ass problem and I got the solution/
[Russian Roulette]
Your hand on the trigger and you tried to ride/
Don’t be stupid nigga that fucking suicide/
Bullet left the chamber and straight to your head it zoomed/
But just like cutting your wrists it was a self inflicted wound/

Hijaac’s a fucking Homo!

*edited by Hijaac, finally decided to come out of the closet*

bump

(oYo)

WHEN I WAS 11


so lets go bac to 1997 this was when i was only 11
i use to think i could rap bt it all was crap they
said i was a jay-z wanaB someone who i could never
be all i could do is watch him on Tv.

Then i saw my frnds gettin drunk get hit by a punk
then thrown in a trunk with a lot of junk.Thats when
i saw terry funk the greatest hardcore wrestler alive
but he lied he said he could drive and beat alonso so
i called him a sad hoe!but i couldent let him go so
i whent to watch his show called wwf he asked me to
be a reff i said no im only 11 i couldent count till
7 he said could till 3 or ill tye you 2 a tree i gave
him my house keys n told him take me to my house if no
car den we go on cows so this was when he got high and
coked me with a tie i said stop pleas im only 11 and my
aint kevin he said he was robotronic and taste lik tonic
if he hits me ill be spining lik sonic!

rate me!!! ps miza

mirza*

yoyo eko crazy 6/10 but i kno yall can do better than dat hommie hit me back

dead presidents freestyle

im pushin crack thru a notebook/lines of the paper//
got sum dudes 2 go look thru the eyes of a hater//
who despise sumthin greater than wut they ever could spit//
there has never existed sum1 clever as this//
who could twist n turn back the hands of a firm grasp//
with fire spits i burn raps and if u wanna learn,ask//
cuz my lesson is superb wen i get 2 use verbs//
and if u do observe/im the best in New Jerz//
-holdin the title/with a belt around my waist//
hot spits so if u get close-it melts around ya face//
killed a thousand apes who tried 2 end evolution//
knew that men would shoot n/victims would be soluted//
world would be polluted/with haters and such//
thought they wuz bullshittin cuz they never insisted on sayin too much//
now they gone n i never knew id be prayin this much//
now im alone by myself everyday n it sucks//

Young Stunna wrote: Here’s a little track I’m working on work in progress but here’s what I have so far

[Hook]
Russian Roulette
Fucking with me like shooting yourself in the neck
Russian Roulette
One in the chamber it’s your life that you bet
Russian Roulette
Odds against you so I suggest that you quit
Russian Roulette
Who wants to play a game of Russian Roulette?
Russian Roulette

One bullet in the chamber put it to your head like Russian roulette/
Wrong choice and your dead cause it’s your life that you bet/
Your future is dark now mines just getting bright/
Chamber spinning in a circle call it your “Wheel of Fortune” like Vanna White/
[Russian Roulette]
You’re dead now for all that shit that you’re talking who’s gone tell your mother?/
Cause you aint Christopher Walkin and this aint “Deer Hunter”/
Come at me if you want but it’s yourself that you’re shooting/
You’re just a cave man and I am your evolution/
[Russian Roulette]
Garbage out your mouth now so the track you’re polluting/
You’re just 180 I’m a full revolution/
Got you stuttering now cat got your tongue you’re muting/
You’re a small ass problem and I got the solution/
[Russian Roulette]
Your hand on the trigger and you tried to ride/
Don’t be stupid nigga that fucking suicide/
Bullet left the chamber and straight to your head it zoomed/
But just like cutting your wrists it was a self inflicted wound/

9/10
I like this one