nice. i'd be interested to hear how the song came out, are you gonna put it up?
peace
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nice. i'd be interested to hear how the song came out, are you gonna put it up?
peace
I won't be putting it up at this time. I've actually recorded a whole lot of songs, but still haven't really had a look at the mastering side of things. I used to just import a beat into Audacity and spit my song over it with a shitty mic, throw in some overdubs, and call it day, haha. You play that shit back and it sounds fucken horrible. I recently finally got myself Cubase, as well as a good quality mic and preamp, but the problem now is that I almost never find time to record, and I still wanna re-record everything I did in Audacity with my shit mic, as well all the new songs I'm writing.
But it's slowly coming along. One day I'll force myself to start looking into the mastering side of things, and get some tracks completed. When I'm satisfied with the quality of my tracks I'll share them with anybody who's interested.
Beats are no problem, as I have a mate who pounds out shitloads of beats that compliment my style and where I want to go with my music.
Anyway, that's my essay answer to your simple question, haha.
This song is kind of a mockery of all the worthless, non-concept, content lacking trivial similie/punchline/multi filled bullshit that people are writing these days, and is making worthwhile hip hop harder and harder to come by. Each to their own, I just find that shit to be a disposable waste of time. And I realise this song is exactly that. That's the point of it.
I write a non-concept rhyme, but it still has a purpose,
you bite my songs lines, your skills lack, you're worthless,
and flow so random, have to fill gaps with curses,
if I had throat cancer I'd still rap my verses,
'til I was being filled with pills by skilled quacks and nurses,
even then my bleeding pen or quill scratch the surface,
recieving men and leaving them to fill backs of hearses,
decieving when I weave the pen and kill tracks, it worsens,
when opponents come to shows with frilled packs and purses,
converse with surfers about wind and swell,
curse all persons who doubt, infidels,
laugh loud cos you can't cast out sins in hell,
for the last bout I pass out ink on felt,
in one blink they fell as my words hit the paper,
caught up in a rage, they determined a caper,
threw water on my page, but it turned into vapour,
The kid's got skills, I do and I address it,
but use what I'm blessed with for music with a message,
The kid's got rhymes, and that I am displaying,
but it doesn't mean shit if you have nothing worth saying,
I get calls from skin care patients cos I'm known for blazing spots,
you get calls from poultry farmers cos you're known for raising cocks,
I should be a stone mason, cos I create amazing plots,
I'm like protective parents cos I've got the game on lock,
I rhyme to stay sane and it'll stay that way,
until the day they engrave my name in rock,
I'm not taking shots, at any individual,
I've hidden jewels, but you'll never break the lock,
whether you make it or not, the riddle will confuse,
fiddle through the clues, and break up the knots,
take cups and pots and bake up a rock,
cake, not a block that makes bucks at vacant lots,
bacon rots, cops are dropped line and hook,
all your life work and the time that it took,
can't equate to one page taken from my rhyme book,
you can find it hiding inside your mind if you look,
The kid's got skills, I do and I address it,
but use what I'm blessed with for music with a message,
The kid's got rhymes, nd that I am displaying,
but it doesn't mean shit if you have nothing worth saying.
This verse was very practical. It interesting that when each individual expresses exactly how they want to with a vivid subject it seems to appear the same type of style ( better known as the truth ). Nice verse, keeps one in tune to what you're explaining.
Peace
PS: Keep posting, a thought comes to mind of what you once wrote "you're a mean type of guy" can't remember the exact words but it was along that context in Dae's collab or verse.
Cheers for the feed, Guardian. I probably have mentioned previously that I'm a "mean motherfucker", but if you bring that up in the context that I wrote this to diss the people here, the song is actually a reflection of my frustration at what hip hop as a whole has become. I wasn't even gonna put that paragraph at the start, but just couldn't bring myself to post the song without making it clear that it is largely a mockery, and that I more or less detest this style of writing.
ahaaa! I like the sarcasm !! and it flowed seamlessly...
and makes me write something like...
eating Cobra commanders I'm an African Honey Badger!
cause'n devastation like leaving a gun victim in the hospital waiting,
noel411 penetrating the trivial text like it was primetime pussy,
definin mental rookies slaves to cotton paper pumpin nookie and assorted goodies,
I like the underlying meaning of the words i was reading
from the glorified beatings to the mortified feelings,
we all need inspiration to share our words of healing,
we get caught in social circumstances of numb dealings...
PeacecaeP noel411
No not in that mode of thought. Actually what i saw was how you expressed something which you had witnessed or noticed, with no relation to the temple. But what you had expressed was a direct link to the lifestyle or situation from your own side of things.Quote:
Originally Posted by noel411
So is where the thought of an example or actuallty that you used that being a "mean motherfucker".
Cause you noticed something an just had to put it accross toward the rest of people that watched and could not place it in creative writing or a real truth.
Anyway still it was a nice verse, kind of puts things in perspective in a sought of imagination.
Peace
PS: And what you explained as i quoted only justified what had to be known. If its not too big a word the truth...
^^^see this is nothing worth saying if your punches or similies/meta4's suck that badQuote:
Originally Posted by noel411
but if they as good as the gza's or big l's its definetly worth saying so i think the weak point you tried to get across failed
you make it sound like the only raps that should be written should be some "stop fightin and teach the seeds" type shit.................which is stupid to say and expect
and even if you arnt implying that i'm just letting you know if your good at executing punches/meta4s then its def worth it you fool
Cheers for the reply, Ben. Ill funky rhyme too, haha.
No doubt Guardian, I think I get what you’re saying. Thanks again for your input.
Wow Luther, you sure took that to heart didn’t you?
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^^^see this is nothing worth saying if your punches or similies/meta4's suck that bad
I would have thought it quite obvious the similies and punches were intentionally lame. I even recycled a couple from a mock rhyme I did in an email when discussing my frustration with modern hip hop with a friend. To tell the truth I simply just wouldn’t endeavour to come up with a crafty similie or punchline. That’s not what writing is about to me. I will use a similie if it naturally comes to mind, or to make a point. But that’s just me. As I said in my initial post, each to their own. Oh, and as far as I recall I didn’t use any metaphors in this song. 95% of mc’s and hip hop fans don’t actually understand what a metaphor is.
I will also add that I didn't say anything about metaphors. If you're using a metaphor for the sake of using a metaphor, then I feel the same about that as I do similies and punchlines. But I have a lot of respect for writers who can effectively write in a metaphorical style.
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but if they as good as the gza's or big l's its definetly worth saying so i think the weak point you tried to get across failed
Gza is a poor example of what I am saying. Big L was nice. That was his style and he had the natural “flare” for it to suit him. And not everybody was rapping like that back then. Now every other person wants to be like him. People don’t write what’s natural to them anymore, but rather try to be something they’re not. Look at all the mc’s that have changed their style over time to reflect what other mc’s are doing. It’s pathetic.
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you make it sound like the only raps that should be written should be some "stop fightin and teach the seeds" type shit.................which is stupid to say and expect
I’m saying write your own shit. Write what’s natural to you. Don’t try and be like everyone else, and don’t write to try and impress everyone else. But once again, each to their own. Nobody has to agree with me or do what I say. I’m just expressing my views.
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and even if you arnt implying that i'm just letting you know if your good at executing punches/meta4s then its def worth it you fool
Yep. Pity it sounds so forced in 9 cases out of 10….Maybe more.
Thanks for your input.
ok then in that case i kind of agree with you..... i admit i didnt read the whole thing cuz i just got heated cuz it seemed to me you were dissin all rappers who use similies and punchesQuote:
Originally Posted by noel411
but now that you explained it to me i do agree with you about some of it
this reminds me of prince pauls "Politics of the Business" album
No doubt Luther. My intention wasn't to just straight up diss anybody who does or doesn't write a certain way.
Cheers for the kind words Spoken. Hard as I try I just can't stay away from the crazy ill rhyme schemes.
^O^ nice verses
I write a non-concept rhyme, but it still has a purpose,
you bite songs, text and lines, skills that are worthless,
and flow so random, have to fill gaps with curses,
if I had throat cancer I'd still rap my verses,
'til I was being filled with pills by skilled quacks and nurses,
even then my bleeding pen or quill scratch the surface,
recieving men and leaving them to fill backs of hearses,
decieving when I weave the pen and kill tracks, it worsens,
when opponents come to shows with frilled packs and purses,
converse with surfers about wind and swell,
curse all persons who doubt, infidels,
laugh loud cos you can't cast out sins in hell,
for the last bout I pass out ink on felt,
in one blink they fell as my words hit the paper,
caught up in a rage, they determined a caper,
threw water on my page, but it turned into vapour,
The kid's got skills, I do and I address it,
but use what I'm blessed with for music with a message,
The kid's got rhymes, and that I am displaying,
but it doesn't mean shit if you have nothing worth saying,
I get calls from skin care patients cos I'm known for blazing spots,
you get calls from poultry farmers cos you're known for raising cocks,
I should be a stone mason, cos I create amazing plots,
I'm like protective parents cos I've got the game on lock,
I rhyme to stay sane and it'll stay that way,
until the day they engrave my name in rock,
I'm not taking shots, at any individual,
I've hidden jewels, but you'll never break the lock,
whether you make it or not, the riddle will confuse,
fiddle through the clues, and break up the knots,
take cups and pots and bake up a rock,
cake, not a block that makes bucks at vacant lots,
bacon rots, cops are dropped line and hook,
all your life work and the time that it took,
can't equate to one page taken from my rhyme book,
you can find it hiding inside your mind if you look,
The kid's got skills, I do and I address it,
but use what I'm blessed with for music with a message,
The kid's got rhymes, nd that I am displaying,
but it doesn't mean shit if you have nothing worth saying
i highlighted the lines that stood out 2 me....alot of good lines.......
"I get calls from skin care patients cos I'm known for blazing spots,
you get calls from poultry farmers cos you're known for raising cocks
that line was mmmmuuurrrddddeeerrr!!!
overall it was dope
keep it up
peace
for each his own i guess.. both verses were sick, second verse had more versatility in the rhyme scheme which was tight, nice drop
Many thanks for the feed, Sirkulayshun and Locust.
holy shit noell, ive been sleeping on your style im feeling the fuckin rhyme schemes most def yo, Nice use of multies, and punches/wordplay, basically for me, it was everything that you SHOULD put in work, dope man stay up 1