Monday, February 27, 2012

Been quite a while since I've posted anything. Hoping to win this book (Eat Like A Dinosaur) as well as a few others! Fingers crossed

Friday, September 11, 2009

Jay-Z's Run This Town: A Rap-Sponse (STILL IN THE WORKS)

Here's the vid.

(Still iffy on the "hook" but I just wanted something to go over Rihanna's part but whatevs)

You are, oh you said it you are
Are what, what's with the stutt-ar
Yeah, you know I see ya
Clownin' like on Hee-Haw
So I can call you Caesar?
I'm thinkin' not brah
But you call me the czar
You know when I'm rollin' in my car
Yeah I got my shades on, but you know I'm still lookin' hard
Livin' life right now, while you livin' off very far
Far from reality
But this is actuality
If you want to come back, leave your current mentality
Before you suffer a fatality
Or perhaps a flawless victory
Take a step back, maybe then you will see
I tried to remain in a state of neutrality
But you've pushed my morality
To a state of informality
No longer formal
No longer normal
Now just lyrical brutality
Brutally honest, Honestly brutal
Any attempt at respect, to me, seems to be futile

[Chorus]

One more time, here I am
One more time, here we go
What we doin' gettin' money
What we doin' makin' dough
Can't forget where I'm from
Can't forget my home
I'mma ask for one thing
Listen close and take note
So note me, note us
Take notice, how we rock the bus
Bump us out all the cars
From here to very far
Even on the planes, trains, and automobiles
PhatWood and DP signin' them record deals
Life so glamorous, it seems surreal
So real, livin' life to the max, ya'll know how I feel


*stuck here for now, will keep at it*

Friday, September 4, 2009

UPDATE

"The Vocoder Is Dead aka The Death Of Auto-Tune" has some updated lyrics... check it out!

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Remove The Head or Destroy the Brain (Zombie Rap 2)

*all zombie raps have been made without a beat thus far and flow is subject to change*

You've got to, remove the head or destroy the brain
Burn the bodies and end this pain
Destroy the brain, or remove the head
A well aimed shot to keep them dead
Remove the head or destroy the brain
You know I won't stop 'til they've all been slain
Destroy the brain, or remove the head
I've got to stop this plague and end this dread
My wife and child are dead, but there's no time to cry
You ate my their brains, now I feel you must die
I'll put a bullet in your head, shoot you in the face
I will kill you first, then the whole zombie race
"Die you zombie fuckers", is what I say
As I travel by night, and survive by day
Now the whole world is praying, sitting on their knees
They are lookin' to God, but God's lookin' to me
The undead bastards are the bane of my existence
Some call me obsessed but I call it persistence
Just remember to remove the head, or destroy the brain
Don't stop killing, til every zombie's been slain
Pop it in the head, get down, lie low
One zombie down, a few million to go
A never-ending battle, I fear will last forever
But for the sake of the world, I must endeavor
Now make your decision, and you better make it right
CAUSE THIS IS THRILLER! Thriller night
Will you save the world, or will you run for you life
Cause I'm sick of the walking dead, this is for the walking alive
(Chorus)
You've got to, remove the head or destroy the brain
Burn the bodies and end this pain
Destroy the brain, or remove the head
A well aimed shot to keep them dead
Remove the head or destroy the brain
You know I won't stop 'til they've all been slain
Destroy the brain, or remove the head
I've got to stop this plague and end this dread

Friday, July 17, 2009

Zombie Rap

*all zombie raps have been made without a beat thus far and flow is subject to change*

Now don't go outside, don't go out there
There's a zombie waitin', now are y'all scared?
He'll eat your brain and pull out your hair
Rip off your flesh 'til your bones are bare
Jam his hand, straight in your stomach
Then down to the ground, you will plummet
He'll begin to feast on your insides
And you'll scream and yell, cause you'll still be alive
You should have listened to me, when i said
"Shoot his zombie ass, in his zombie ass head!"
But you didn't listen, no, you fucked around instead
Now your ass is zombie food, and you lookin' pretty dead
And you better hope, for my sake and yours
You best not come back, cause then of course
I'll have to waste a bullet on ya ass, but I can't waste no more
Hey look over there, there's a house I see
And I hope no zombies are watchin' me
Cause its gettin' kinda late, and I'm gettin' kinda tired
It's gettin' kinda dark, and I'd like to sleep
With my gun cocked and ready & hangin' by my side
I open up the door and I go inside
And gee I hope this is a good place to hide
So I start to snoop, and have a look around
I creep so quiet, without a single sound
There's blood on the walls and blood on the ground
I search each room but no one is found
I hear something downstairs, like a window shatter
But I know it ain't Santa Claus makin' that clatter
So I check my clip and I check it twice
And I pray to the Almighty, Jesus Christ
To help me through this, and help me fight
To guide my bullets, and set my sights
Cause I'm gonna be in for one hell of a night
Then I realize & it comes to me
The man of my prayers, the Big JC
The man who lived and died, only to come back ZOMBIE-FIED!!!
He lived and died and rose from the dead..... shit, Imma just put a bullet in my head.