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K-Wise · 05-01-2005, 10:15 PM

Wow this sort of thing would take me forever to write...until then heres a rap I wrote years ago back in like 2001 on a whim. I was talking to a friend on AIM and i hadn't written in months and he told me "Write! NOW!" and this is what came out.

It's pretty much #2 of those choices but somewhat affected by the lack of quality hip-hop that was around at that time which pissed me off. It was an homage to some of my heroes, and some of my favorites at the time.

It's called "Inspiration" (And it's difficult to read..sorry)

Yo when the new era bring terror suffacated from glimpses in the mirror not recognizin ones inner sanctum//wisdom is scarce within this society of stank dunnz//Low expectation nation is a trend domination high death raisin society playin games you do the equation//Rhymes written wit out inspiration just the same bullshit sayins from played out cats lookin for pay raisins wit out the federal agents//I lack the patience//for this nonsense content of mainstream across continents//unhappily turn my head to the dread of hip-hop I mock the glock and choose to rock instead//fed!//up with this form of expression risin in succession ignorant to true blessins within the minds of real specimens//thus they stuck in repetative sentences diamond chains hangin like appendages// the arrays of wackness are lost in endlessness//further killin the true vibe I thrive to describe to the modern mind in verbal homicide to open eyes to this "hot" shit in disguise leavin music deprived of the true meaning of live//givin thankfulness those real cats alive//Mos def: political individual tryin to better a society of outraged criminals wit thought provoked lyricals//Wu Tang: tru essence of raw and hardcore wit out the "shock" and gore of present day rap galore they were the first none before as I rep the name once more//Talib Kweli: ill as the next man concious of grand as spits bellow out his saliva glands represent a form of dyin man in hip hop may he forever stand//Common: truely an inspiration with each creative statement real in every essence skill is blatant hands down my favorite lyricist that currently exists majority of ill kids ain't top 40 lists and that makes me pissed//Canibus: Just raw and lush wit a scientific bust ever present within his scientific content a true definition of the skill within men wit dope spittin truely an emcee in his own division seperated from the "hot" mainstream Mtv created of sounds quickly faded as I often stated//Eminem: though not my fave choice he has a voice that speaks the truth that he feels and dats respect fa real I disagree wit the lyrics but someones gotta be the bad ass who raise the middle finger to the upper class a sound I dislike but will always last it was autum when I caught a taste of "Rock Bottom" and greatly inspired a spawn of well drawn lyrics of the Don//Just a small dose of the Realness that is overlooked by many with skillz a plenty that greatly inspired this emcee to raise hell evidently the entity that thrive for exellency//True potential is an often lost essential drivin force when chose to rock the mental//all this becomin eventfull music disgraces the pencil//No insight to todays hype that any ass could write I choose to smite despite the constitution right//They make money and forget where they came lost in a game of name that soon shatterz like a window pain recievin heavy Rain//I feed off of pain stengthening the chain link I remain and sink into my brain//lost in rhymes flowin like a river in the mouth of oceans I've chosen to be opposin this wack form drasticly enclosin realness spoken//I break free open forever livin specimen to rock a pen as I begin a melody developing science formed mentally//The evident intelligent of the IRS(Old online crew Ill Rhyme Slayers) wisdom sentiment//to rock the mind with time spent I represent//who can deny thy with straight eyes I challenge thee to try//face to face despite the race illness is endless space not too often traced by the minds of the ignorant basket case//who would choose a disgrace such as Ma$e over illness encased with the Pharoahe Monch//they only front on the mic with feeble junk lackin funk and divine to truely define would be a life time of the good in rhyme//wasted like an indoor wind chime or single mime in an empty room//an ape without a limb to climb//This is what they fail to see the essence of emcee is within me as I stay forever standin rappin landin on the mind but lackin understandin...

Probably not what was expected but a good start I think.

Asta!!

05-01-2005, 10:15 PM	#3 (permalink)
K-Wise It's All About The Ass!! Location: In a pool of mayonnaise!!	Wow this sort of thing would take me forever to write...until then heres a rap I wrote years ago back in like 2001 on a whim. I was talking to a friend on AIM and i hadn't written in months and he told me "Write! NOW!" and this is what came out. It's pretty much #2 of those choices but somewhat affected by the lack of quality hip-hop that was around at that time which pissed me off. It was an homage to some of my heroes, and some of my favorites at the time. It's called "Inspiration" (And it's difficult to read..sorry) Yo when the new era bring terror suffacated from glimpses in the mirror not recognizin ones inner sanctum//wisdom is scarce within this society of stank dunnz//Low expectation nation is a trend domination high death raisin society playin games you do the equation//Rhymes written wit out inspiration just the same bullshit sayins from played out cats lookin for pay raisins wit out the federal agents//I lack the patience//for this nonsense content of mainstream across continents//unhappily turn my head to the dread of hip-hop I mock the glock and choose to rock instead//fed!//up with this form of expression risin in succession ignorant to true blessins within the minds of real specimens//thus they stuck in repetative sentences diamond chains hangin like appendages// the arrays of wackness are lost in endlessness//further killin the true vibe I thrive to describe to the modern mind in verbal homicide to open eyes to this "hot" shit in disguise leavin music deprived of the true meaning of live//givin thankfulness those real cats alive//Mos def: political individual tryin to better a society of outraged criminals wit thought provoked lyricals//Wu Tang: tru essence of raw and hardcore wit out the "shock" and gore of present day rap galore they were the first none before as I rep the name once more//Talib Kweli: ill as the next man concious of grand as spits bellow out his saliva glands represent a form of dyin man in hip hop may he forever stand//Common: truely an inspiration with each creative statement real in every essence skill is blatant hands down my favorite lyricist that currently exists majority of ill kids ain't top 40 lists and that makes me pissed//Canibus: Just raw and lush wit a scientific bust ever present within his scientific content a true definition of the skill within men wit dope spittin truely an emcee in his own division seperated from the "hot" mainstream Mtv created of sounds quickly faded as I often stated//Eminem: though not my fave choice he has a voice that speaks the truth that he feels and dats respect fa real I disagree wit the lyrics but someones gotta be the bad ass who raise the middle finger to the upper class a sound I dislike but will always last it was autum when I caught a taste of "Rock Bottom" and greatly inspired a spawn of well drawn lyrics of the Don//Just a small dose of the Realness that is overlooked by many with skillz a plenty that greatly inspired this emcee to raise hell evidently the entity that thrive for exellency//True potential is an often lost essential drivin force when chose to rock the mental//all this becomin eventfull music disgraces the pencil//No insight to todays hype that any ass could write I choose to smite despite the constitution right//They make money and forget where they came lost in a game of name that soon shatterz like a window pain recievin heavy Rain//I feed off of pain stengthening the chain link I remain and sink into my brain//lost in rhymes flowin like a river in the mouth of oceans I've chosen to be opposin this wack form drasticly enclosin realness spoken//I break free open forever livin specimen to rock a pen as I begin a melody developing science formed mentally//The evident intelligent of the IRS(Old online crew Ill Rhyme Slayers) wisdom sentiment//to rock the mind with time spent I represent//who can deny thy with straight eyes I challenge thee to try//face to face despite the race illness is endless space not too often traced by the minds of the ignorant basket case//who would choose a disgrace such as Ma$e over illness encased with the Pharoahe Monch//they only front on the mic with feeble junk lackin funk and divine to truely define would be a life time of the good in rhyme//wasted like an indoor wind chime or single mime in an empty room//an ape without a limb to climb//This is what they fail to see the essence of emcee is within me as I stay forever standin rappin landin on the mind but lackin understandin... Probably not what was expected but a good start I think. Asta!! __________________ "I love music and it's my parents fault (closing statement)." - Me..quoting myself...from when I said that...On TFP..thats here...Tilted Forum Project *It ain't goodbye, it's see ya later! I'll miss you guys!* - Asta!!