OK IM NOT A POET MORE OF A RAP/HIP HOP ARTIST. JUST THOUGHT ID LAY DOWN A LITTLE RHYME....THIS WILL BE SORTA LIKE FREESTYLING (if u know what that is) BUT SINCE U CANT HEAR IT U CAN READ IT. NO COMPLAINS ABOUT VIOLENCE IN MY RHYMES JUS EXCEPT THAT I RAP HOW I LIVE SO PLEAS JUS COMMENT......

BIG 44 IN MY HAND CAN MAKE UM LAYDOWN STAYDOWN BANG U CAN TAKE THAT ON THE WAY DOWN....CLICK CLACK STICK UM HA HA HA STICK..SHOOT UM DISS UM HA HA HA KICK...NOBODY WILL MISS UM...CHURCH BELLS RINGIN OUT GOT THESE GIRLS SINGING NOW THEY WANNA PUFF SOME LA LA BUT ALL THEY WANT IS THE PRADA IM ADDICTED TO RAP DRAMA SO SLEEP ON MY CREW WE PUT HOLES IN YA PAJAMAS...NOT READY NO HE NOT READY AND THAT 9 MILLI TURN HIS BRAINS INTO SPAGHETTI....THIS RAP KID IS SICK QUICK SO DONT TEST THE **** OR ELSE U GET YA WHOLE CREW WHIPPED IT CANT BE THAT BAD THAT U BODY YASELF THE ADVICE AINT RIGHT BUT A SHOTTIE ULL HELP **** I DONT GOTTA FIGHT U THATS WHATS SICK IS I JUS LET MY DOGS FIGHT LIKE MICHEAL VICK...WHOS THE SNITCH TELL MY PEOPLE TO DROP BOMBS ON UM OR ELSE THE GOD OF RAP DROP THE BOOK OF PSALMS ON UM....YA CREW A BUNCH A NO ONES IT AINT NO JOKE...HE CHOKES ON MY ONE LINE HE AINT FINE HE CROAKED...SOMEONE TELL C S I TO BRING CHALK WITH UM...BUT TELL YA BOYS IF THEY WANNA TALK THEY BETTA BRING THEY BEST WALK WIT UM...BY WALK I MEEN YA WEAPON OF CHOICE...I GOT MY GUN MY KNIFE OR MY BAT BUT MY WORDS IS WEAPONS SO HEVEAN GIVE ME A VOICE....TELL GOD I NEED HELP QUICK...BEFOR THE **** HITS THE FAN...THESE RHYMES MAKE ME THE MAN....I JUS DO WHAT I CAN...I BEEN GETTIN MONEY SINCE LIKE 10 YEARS OLD....AND STILL GRINDIN MY ASS OF IF U ADD 9 YEARS COLD...NOW IM HOT HAS EVER....GIVE ME A MIC I CAN AND ALL ENDEVERS...WE CAN BEEF OR WATEVA...LISTIEN UP SON YA HEART AINT RIPE YET...CANT DANCE WITH MAN CUZ HIS STEPS AINT RIGHT YET/ FOR U I THINK RAPS A MISTAKE....THESE GANGSTAS IS FAKE...SO PLEAZ BODY YASELF WHITE NAPKIN YA FACE...I HURT ANY BODY FOR A SLICE OF THE P-I-E SO R-I-P CUZ THEY DIE TO BE ME...IN THE DEVILS KITCHIEN READY TO START EATIN HEATIN UP SOUP AND A SANDWICH AND TELL SATIN IM COMING BACK FOR HIS MANWICH...THESE GUYS ARE JOE SHMOES SLOPPY JOES....MESSIN WITH AGANEE AND GMC...HE HAVE TO BE FOOD FOR THE CROWS U KNOW....

REPLY TELL ME WHAT U THINK AND ADD ME AS A FREIND IF UD LIKE

hummmm did not understand a thing about it...I am not critic but it may help if you spoke ahhh English...do have a wonderful day sweetie

lol english....i dnt know one person in my town let alone my county that speaks proper english....so lets move on and actully focus on the rap shall we....

ok...I did not say proper...but English that makes sense would be nice...

lol o i forgot i was rappin in swahellie....or german....looks english to me maybe some slang and mis spellings but the slang is my english.....welcome to my mind i gess

favorite lines
"listen up son ya heart ain't right yet
can't dance with man cuz his steps ain't right yet"

Um...I'm VERY familiar with freeverse AND rap I might add. Trust me on that one. You bring 'your' version of rap onto a board where most people are utilizing "poetry" format, freeverse and traditional and then expect someone to comprehend your slaughtered version of rap? I find that presumptuous at best.

Moonlight had a point. You should afford her the same respect and consideration you were demanding. What you've put down here is simply a long train of convuluted thoughts.

Now, go ahead and tell me how I don't understand you. And while you're doing so, try to keep in mind that in general most rap needs to be HEARD otherwise it looks like nothing but a stream of consciousness laid out on paper.

if i recall poetry looks the same on a peace of papper.....this is my form of poetry....like it or not....english or slang im probably the best out like me or not...jus being honest

I dont like OR dislike you. I don't know you. You are the "best out?" I see.......