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My Portfolio of Rap/Hip-Hop Stuff [PG-13] - Pojo.com Forums
I have close to fifty and I'll put the link to my MySpace and Facebook blogs if you wanna read them all.
But, I've narrowed it down to, in my opinion, my five best, and here they are.
There's some cursing (I just counted 10, besides butt/hell/dang), but I think my best one are the ones with limited cursing for the most part.
I guess you could rate this thread PG-13.
I'd like to actually get feedback on this stuff too.
Thanks for reading in advance!
Link to Facebook Blog: http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/ma...71856&ref=name
Link to MySpace Blog: http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?f...ID=3126022 24
Quote: : All Want to Be Happy.
Written 9/30/09. Inspiration by KiD CuDi Verse 1:
I just wanna stop, drop and roll all this off me
So I can enjoy the pleasures of life in front of me
Going out doing fun stuff with cool peeps
Man going out and doing some awesome sheet
Feeling bold, feeling new, felling like a million bucks
It's like it's duck season and I just shot a million ducks
Ducking out, ducking in, hanging with my closest friends
This is the stuff I'll remember till the end of the end
Heaven, hell, purgatory we won't know till it happens
We all need to chill out sometimes in life s*** happens
Look out here we go living life to the fullest
Look out here we go got no time for the dullest
Chorus #1 (2 Times):
Life is all about trying to be the happiest
Emotions from everyone, hindering whats next
It's time we take control, and put out our best
So we can be happy, unlike all the rest
Again
Verse #2:
Time we live life, like an arrow to the heart
Sometimes we get hit before lives even start
That's just the saddest thing, a life ended early
Makes me wanna shed a tear, my eyes getting blurry
Thinking about all the s***, I've been given so selfishly
Makes me wanna go out, and give to a charity
Generosity is a trait we should all have
Espically since we all live a free life, hell yeah!
Look out here we go, living like there's nothing to it
Look out here we go, gotta go live like my music
Chorus #2 (2 Times):
Life is all about trying to be the happiest
Emotions from everyone, hindering whats next
It's time we take control, and put out our best
So we can be happy, unlike all the rest
Last time Quote: : #2.
Written 9/29/09. Inspiration by Jay-Z/Eminem *Chorus lyrics from Jay-Z ft.
Eminem's- Renegade off The Blueprint*
Chorus #1:
RENEGADE!
Never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a RENEGADE!
Never been afraid to talk
About anything (ANYTHING)
Anything (ANYTHING)
RENEGADE!
Verse #1:
I can't promise this version will be as good as it's predecessor
But I'll make it work in my lab like a mad a** professor
Going crazy splicing atoms, doing blood tests and fusing items together
I'm just like that, except my words are proven to make you feel better
Like a bowl of chicken soup, I'm good for your soul
But you don't have to buy a $15 book just lend me a pole
I'll put speakers on it raise it up so the people can hear it
They'll be flocking to me like I'm giving out free merits
I never told them to worship my like some sort-of God
Is it my fault if they wanna put me on a trading card?
Like that crazy air-Jordan logo is what's going on at my photo-shoot
Man I hope I don't get sued by them AirJordan corporates in suits
What am I talking about getting sued by Jordan, Christians and even NBC
Man I didn't do or say anything you bunch of d0uche-bags, ya got nothing on me!
I'll say I'm like Law & Order, The Office or perhaps Heroes
Take me to court and put me in front of a jury of my peer-os
No not queer-os, man he's going there now too
What?
Man now butt sex is even taboo?
I'm sick of this verse telling me what I can and can't do
Let's just start the chorus off and head to verse two
Chorus #2 (2 Times):
RENEGADE!
Never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a RENEGADE!
Never been afraid to talk
About anything (ANYTHING)
Anything (ANYTHING)
RENEGADE!
Verse #2:
Starts out hot like the luckiest blind date in the world
Then half way through you find out she's not a girl
Now your the one who's got the worst luck ever
Man how bout you back up off me you peddler
I got places to go, and people I'd like to see
Why the hell you gotta keep up and bothering me
Like the IRS up and knocking on my door
I'm surprised that they even knock anymore
Evading taxes, and not sending forms in, is what the charge me for
Man fools ya'll know you ain't even going to keep me in for twenty four
But I'm not Jack Bauer saving the world in one day
I'm the guy who get's yelled at by religious people all day
Like I'm directly offending you or your gods, get off your high horse
I believe in my God and I'm sure that he'll forgive me for this verse
And all my other ones involving religion, politics and even the damn Souja Boy
I just wish he would grant wishes too, that way I'd make those three toys
That little kids can play with, while the grown-ups
The smart ones, can move on with normal lives
Not having to deal with mad politics, "Bible thumpers" and just plain stupid people
Man, I gotta tell you all, in my eyes only the almighty Jesus Christ is my equal
Chorus #3 (2 Times):
RENEGADE!
Never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a RENEGADE!
Never been afraid to talk
About anything (ANYTHING)
Anything (ANYTHING)
RENEGADE!
Quote: : Then Tomorrow Again.
Written 9/27/09. 2x Chorus:
Today is the the day we need to take our reigns
Then is the time we need to draw the line
Tomorrow is the day we need to run away
Again we start this, every single day
Unh, yeah bro, I'm feeling this beat out
It makes me wanna just go speak out
Leaking out words to inspire or even entertain
Not stuff that will make you feel stupid and lame
Like what hip-hop is known as today
We need to get back to beats like Dr.
Dre
Crazy bars from Wu-Tang
Not all this bling and bang
Where we lose rappers to gun shots and knife fights
Man bro that ain't even happened since the 1990s
Wanna bet just go ask 50 Cent
He got shot like 5 million times, I don't know why he's proud of it
Getting your body tore up
Like your thrown from a moving car
Just so you can get a chorus line
And maybe a couple of bars
That's not to way to play this game
Your a dumba** if you try do it that way
Just make song that people can play around to
And you'll live to be at least forty-two
2x Chorus:
Today is the the day we need to take our reigns
Then is the time we need to draw the line
Tomorrow is the day we need to run away
Again we start this, every single day
Yeah, bro I'm feeling this beat now
Now it's time for me to show how
It's done in the booth
Behind a microphone
This is slow beat and lines
Man I think I'm in the zone
The red zone about to throw a touchdown pass
I'm sure this hypnotic beat will get me some a**
Hopefully this song will get me some cash
So then I can finally move past
The past of mine that's sad, dark and gloomy
Into the a big sunlit place that's quite roomy
And my six closest friends are there
I start to cry but no tears are there
Cause I'm so happy that crying does nothing
I'd like to think that I forget everything
But I can't and that's what's keeping me from enjoying
The company of my closest friends
So I just slip back into moaning
2x Chorus:
Today is the the day we need to take our reigns
Then is the time we need to draw the line
Tomorrow is the day we need to run away
Again we start this, every single day Quote: : Out.
Written 9/23/09 Let's do this to some rock beat
I gotta get my head banging
Gotta keep the flow quick
Is all I'm saying
Look out cause my brain's about to hit yours
I'm spitting so quick this time I'll have you on all fours
Like a dog, but I ain't saying you a b****
While your down there could you please scratch and itch?
I don't wanna bend over and your already down there
Like One Republic, why you gotta Stop and Stare?
At me like I'm asking you to b**w me
Oh please, I can get better girls to flash their t**ies
But, nah I wouldn't date a girls off their rack
I want this girl I'll never get at
Cause maybe I'm too shy to tell her the truth
Or maybe I'm afraid to get rejected by another girl
Vamoosh
Like disappearing out of seemingly thin air
But I know it's just a bunch of smoke and mirrors
Shuffle you around like a deck of fifty-two
Just to try and trick me, "Bro, not cool"
But I know cool, I'm like the Ice Men, Chuck Liddel
I'll be spitting so good with a crazy beat your speaker fail
To provide sound their either tired or dead
You'd better wake 'em back up so you can hear what I said
I don't even know how I come up with all this s***
I guess, if I knew my brain wouldn't be able to handle it
Like my nose doesn't like the smell of s***
I tend to not like people who are ignorant
Of peoples beliefs, style, or even way of life
It just makes me wanna run home and grab a knife
But that wouldn't help it'd just entice
Everyone around to not be nice
I'd become exiled as if I had lice
But I'd just come back as popular as Barney Fife
Rocking that deputy ice
Come full circle, I'm running Mayberry's life Quote: : Written 7/26/09.
Http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6eUbaAkCV5k&feature=channel
In a world of texting, email, and voice messaging
Who's got the time for all this electronical bull s***ing
People on MySpace, Facebook and Twitter 24/7
Man they spend more time online than driving past 7/11
86 to bravo is what I heard in the cop car
Man even talking with each other has become a chore?
Chores, we wish we had a robot to do them
Then next commercial we see Billy Mays is sellin' 'em
RIP Mr.
Mays I guess your really gone
Too bad the technology you flew in sent you home
At home we got a computer, at least a tv in every room
Then how come the family still gotta eat all in separate rooms?
We got the kids tweeting during the sermon at church
In the next pew the kids probably texting his "b****"
Adam and Eve ate an apple to get kicked out of the garden
Who'd have thought that same symbol would rule our technological orchard?
They say Chuck Norris invented apple sauce by going into a rage on a orchard
I bet three of you are texting that joke to your all ya address book, poor b*
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What artists do you listen to?
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As of late; Snoop Dogg, Dr.
Dre (both early 90s stuff), Wu-Tang, Biggie, Tupac, Eminem, Jay-Z, Drake, Ludacris, Consequence, Common, Kanye West, TI, and KiD CuDi.
Additional Comment:
First new song in a week.
Someone's gotta have something to say about all this....good or bad.
Quote: : Say, It's Comeback Time Chorus #1 (2 Times):
I say, it's time for me to make my comeback
I say, it's time for you to just sit back
I say, it's my time to make everything right
I say, it's your time to have a good night
I say, the people who dislike need to disappear
I say, the people who do like to stay right here
Verse #1:
I'm back, I'm back, like the common cold
But, I won't leave you with a runny nose
Lines, no cocaine, that make me feel bold
Maybe go up to a pretty girl and give her a rose
Red pedals like a velvet sheet on your toes
Watch out for thorns that prick you oh noes
I try to keep it lyrically innovative with my flows
But, sometimes it's easier to just put guns n' hoes
Friend or foe
Yes or No
All these words gotta be ending in "o" or "oes"
It makes me wanna call my people Eskimos
Like pack full of double stuffed Oreo's
Don't worry, I'll share them with all my bros
And bras, you ladies are extraordinary-o
Now bring it back it's chorus time yo, YEAH!
Chorus #2:
I say, it's time for me to make my comeback
I say, it's time for you to just sit back
I say, it's my time to make everything right
I say, it's your time to have a good night
I say, the people who dislike need to disappear
I say, the people who do like to stay right here
Verse #2:
I'm back, I'm back you thought I left you
Almost hopped on a train going "choo-choo"
Like Ric Flair with my chops they yell "Woooo"
I gotta tell all the kidos to stay in School!
Hell join the swim team
You'll get to swim in a pool
Your like the perfect gem
Don't worry your still a tool
I got myself, like Ludacris, Acting A Fool
Crazy as hell, about to stage dive off a stool
No not a mushroom, like Princess Toadstool
Do I look like I'm in Super Mario Land dude?
I won't apologize, even if I am being rude
In fact most of the time I'm quite crude
You could say I always have a bad attitude
Or you could just say my attitude is lewd, OH!
Chorus #3 (2 Times):
I say, it's time for me to make my comeback
I say, it's time for you to just sit back
I say, it's my time to make everything right
I say, it's your time to have a good night
I say, the people who dislike need to disappear
I say, the people who do like to stay right here
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Finally
Someone who listens to REAL HIP HOP music lol :P
Additional Comment:
[/Quote: ]First new song in a week.
Someone's gotta have something to say about all this....good or bad.[/Quote: ]
I love it <3
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Thanks man
And Happy National Poetry Day (In the UK, but I'll take it) to all.
Should have a new one up today due to it.
Additional Comment:
Couple of new ones, slowed down some....
Quote: : Home, written 9/15/09 *Chorus from Jay-z ft.
KiD CuDi- Already Home*
Chorus #1 (2x):
Oh they want me to fall (fall),
Fall from the top (top),
They want me to drop (drop)
They want me to stop (stop)
They want me to go (go),
I’m already gone (already)
The s*** that I’m on
I’m already home
(Hey, I’m already home yeah)
Verse #1:
They're calling my faults
They're got their own I know
It's time for me to grow up
Just show them I can flow
It's not about my life
Or really even theirs
Someday I'll find a wife
And she'll be better than theirs
I'll still be better than them
Even if I'm a lazy a**
I'd much rather never see them
Than go on a major rant
Planting seeds of chill wherever I go
All these lines got you screaming mo!
Mo money mo problems
Is what Biggie said
Mo -bags mo head-aches
Is what I said
And I'll say what I want
To whom I please
I can't worry about them
I only worry about me
My close friends and family
And their well being
I give them the benefit of the doubt, always
To you it's straight to strike three
Chorus #2 (1x):
Oh they want me to fall (fall),
Fall from the top (top),
They want me to drop (drop)
They want me to stop (stop)
They want me to go (go),
I’m already gone (already)
The s*** that I’m on
I’m already home
(Hey, I’m already home yeah)
Verse #2:
Gotta be, in the negative by now
But, it ain't going, to make me slow down
Your like a Speed Limit sign
In the middle of nowhere
I'll hit you with my truck
And leave you there
Cause I could care less about them
I care more about, the s***s I give
Ha, I even make myself laugh
I don't give a s*** about the life you live
Or the school you attend
Or even where you work
I'm a church going man
And I don't wanna see you in my church
That's gotta tell you something
When God don't like ya
Better sign over to the Devil
Before he starts to spite ya
And I'll spike ya
Drink with drugs
Then drop ya off somewhere
With no clothes
And with no draws
I'll embarrass you softly
Sick of dissin' you, I wanna go home
CuDi end out with the chorus in my song
Chorus #3 (2x):
Oh they want me to fall (fall),
Fall from the top (top),
They want me to drop (drop)
They want me to stop (stop)
They want me to go (go),
I’m already gone (already)
The s*** that I’m on
I’m already home
(Hey, I’m already home yeah) Quote: : It, written 9/8/09 Verse #1:
Now I'm not much of a dancer
But there are some out there so
I'll make a tune that spreads like cancer
So ya'll can groove to and fro
Might even get a bounce in my step
When I hear my own song
Then all the white boys ask, and I'm like "Yup"
I'm rapping better than Gump playing ping-pong
Damn old reference from a younger dude
It ain't old I know that movie like 2+2
2-Step, mambo, or limbo, choose any of these
No matter what ya choose, I'll have you, rocking to the beat
Like front, left, side to side, even take a step back
I'll have ya twisted up, just like a, Chinese finger trap
Rap boy, this is a dance song, where's the pop lock it drop it
Dance song boy, who says the rap, I have to pop lock omit?
Chorus #1:
I say it's time to get crazy people
When my songs come on the radio
No shame cause we're not in chapel
So if ya like to get down, go low
Then bring it back up to the steeple
Now it's time to for me to go O
(Repeat)
Verse #2:
Starts off with club dancing
Sexual bumping and grinding
Ends with a drunken pant-sing
From a very sober me HAHA!
Got that crazy fake s***
Like from Step Up 2
If they can really hit that
It'll have me sayin' "whew!"
But you know it's faker than DD's, at a strip club
Just think in Ireland, they only get drunk in their pubs
Now front step, side step, up and down, breathe, here we go
I'll have all the ladies gyrating their hips, as if we're at a rodeo
Now put this on your iPod or whatever, so you can groove everywhere
I'll see random people moving to everything, like her, right over there
Now in closing, I'd like to point out, this song is a fun one
I'll have people dancing from Japan, all the way, to San Juan
Chorus #2:
I say it's time to get crazy people
When my songs come on the radio
No shame cause we're not in chapel
So if ya like to get down, go low
Then bring it back up to the steeple
Now it's time to for me to go O
(Repeat)
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Sweet action lets do a collab.
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Sounds good, get me a beat/sample and I'll start with lyrics this weekend
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Do you make the actual songs or just write to a beat?
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Quote: : Do you make the actual songs or just write to a beat?
Right now, I write then find a beat to rap with it.
Cause that's all I really can do.
But, one day I hope to get a mic, and software so I can make a mix-tape with 5-6 songs and give it to friends and stuff.
Hopefully in the next year or so, I'll have more than enough material to do alot of stuff with as well.
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Quote: : Right now, I write then find a beat to rap with it.
Cause that's all I really can do.
But, one day I hope to get a mic, and software so I can make a mix-tape with 5-6 songs and give it to friends and stuff.
Hopefully in the next year or so, I'll have more than enough material to do alot of stuff with as well.
Ahh same here. I usually find a beat, then write to it.
Its usually some beat off of one of those free beat websites but its always just a sample of it.
I will try to find a good one.
If you find a good one or know a song you want to write to let me know.
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Quote: : Ahh same here.
I usually find a beat, then write to it.
Its usually some beat off of one of those free beat websites but its always just a sample of it.
I will try to find a good one.
If you find a good one or know a song you want to write to let me know.
Man I usually just go on YouTube lol.
But, I did just get a mix-tape with the 808s & Heartbreak instrumentals only, and look forward to writing stuff to those beats.
And I'll let ya know when I get a nice beat man.
Additional Comment:
New stuff!
Freshly finished less than 5 minutes ago.
Recognize.
Quote: : Revelation, written 11/19/09 Verse #1:
Me and this girl doing homework over chat
Me, doing homework, man that's whack
Her boyfriend would rather talk to his bros
All the while he knows they both on the phone
And we workin' hard or hardly workin'
Then I find out it's pot she be smokin'
From a bong the goodie girl just got
Apparently it's from her bf, man that's hot
She's never done it before
I really hope she never fell on the floor
Or hurt herself in her high stupor
That wouldn't make anyone feel super
Turns out this b**** was jerkin my chain
But, not that way man, I ain't her boy-friend
Not that I wouldn't take her, as she already knows
She's a "hot ass piece" ain't that s*** funny bros?
Chorus (2x's):
I say, puff pass wait a second
She say, wait up Imma alone
I say, damn girl you pay for this record
She say, man boy Imma about to go roam
I ask, why girl where are you going?
She say, dude leave me alone
I say, why you gotta be like that
She say, might gotta go get some Petrone Additional Comment:
My Most Involved Rap to date.
Enjoy!
Quote: : Need Not Fail, written 10/22/09 *Big thanks to Kanye for this sick beat/chorus, and whoever uploaded this to YouTube.
Ya'll can follow along, as I made it off a cd copy of this.
Feedback would be amazing.
Enjoy!*
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Op-XkwObB74
Chorus #1 (0:00-0:28):
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found,one thing I found
Oh no you'll neva let me down
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down
Verse #1 (0:28-1:03):
Fixated on what we did wrong
And then trying to make it right
Thinking, pondering, praying so long
Then the the bulb above our head goes "light"
Bright, but I ain't talking 'bout no pegs
Sometimes we gotta, turn, run and use our legs
To get away from the stuff that's ale-ing us
I don't care if you gotta jump on a bus
These lives we all living, they destroying us
And the decisions we making controlling us
I say we stop all this fuss
And finally surrender to God for once
Chorus #2 (1:03-1:20):
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found,one thing I found
Oh no you'll neva let me down
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down
Verse #2 (1:20-2:29):
You know I'll be there through the good and the bad
I also be there throughout every fad
I'm here if you ever need a shoulder to cry on
I'm also here if you need to vent and drone on
About your life and problems, hell we all got 'em
I kopped this beat from K.
West who got 'em
And we all just wanna forget and stop 'em
But, it ain't going happen maybe that's our problem
We need to learn to rely on others
We can't be too proud to admit
We have a problem, hell call your brothers
Tell them what happened and pray for forgiveness
To our Lord in heaven He'll always listen
He ain't never out there hustlin' and bustlin'
We gotta remember to put our trust in Him
Not some guy who created nothing, his name was Jim
We all gotta believe what's real, not put in front of us
Other wise, we might as well step in front of that bus
But I don't want that for any of us
As a matter of fact not even for the bus
But I ain't going to be that harsh this s*** is hard to do
Easier though than packin' up and moving to Timbuktu
Hell I don't even know where that place at
But it's better than our lives here goin' SPLAT
Chorus #3 (2:30-2:45):
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found,one thing I found
Oh no you'll neva let me down
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down
[Let It Run] (2:45-3:21)
Verse #3 (3:21-4:12):
With these drum beats all around
Makes me was go AC/DC on these clowns
Lift them up with some sick rifs
Bring 'em out of a funk to kick it
Like David Bekham, but I ain't no soccer star
But, I wanna kick my problems that far
From coast to coast
I'm not talkin' Space Ghost
To roast to roast
And I ain't talking Jeff Ross
But I am talking lifting your spirits and making you forget
About all the s*** in your life your forced to deal with
My flow and lyrics make you appreciate this
That's why you ain't ever-never turned off my s***
That's why one day everyone will hear this
And I'll spit in the face of all my haters, like this
And my rhymes got more twists than a pretzel
We need not fail, cause I'm so instrumental
Come on in choir, your up!
Right Now
Choir, Chorus #4 [3 Times] (4:12-4:36):
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found,one thing I found
Oh no you'll neva let me down
[Let It Run] (4:36-5:16) Additional Comment:
Yeah, my latest one.
My graduating schools v-ball team got 2nd at state this year.
This is a token of my proud-ness.
Quote: : written 10/26/09 *This is a shout-out to the ACS Lady Eagles, who grabbed 2nd place in the state tournament this weekend!
Good job girls! Hope ya like!*
Chorus #1:
Rotating the beat-down, between the lanes
You'd best not mess, with these dames
They kicking everyone's...butts, they far from lame
And after their done, they write down the names
Hangin' opponents heads, like a walk of shame
You'd better learn quick, they own this game!
Verse #1:
Ah BIF, BAM and POW, like I just shot off a gun
But this ain't killing, it's Volleyball, recognize son
We got the ladies on the court, ready to clown
All you other teams are about to go down
They diggin' the ball, like gold from a mine
You'd best start to learn, man it's their time
Serving the ball like pancakes at an iHop
Hot, fresh, and they'll clean your inside out
Setting up for a spike, that'll hit ya in the nose
Off the court, each girl is as sensitive as a rose
Sliding, diving, and reaching down deep
They pullin' out wins from the jowls of defeat
In the game of poker four aces is a God-hand
My girl got 14 in one game, I ain't even lying man
Improving each year, and getting better each game
The girls are here to stay, before long, soakin' up the fame!
Chorus #2:
Rotating the beat-down, between the lanes
You'd best not mess, with these dames
They kicking everyone's...butts, they far from lame
And after their done, they write down the names
Hangin' opponents heads, like a walk of shame
You'd better learn quick, they own this game!
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