Creative Writers - Showcase!

[EverythingShady]

Im wasting my time this shits ridiculous
im all bymyself surrounded by idiots
learning bout drugs, no need to pay attention
id be the best to teach this lesson,
im high right now, a prime case
weed should be legal, gay crime, a waste!
This government bullshit keeping it illegal
in the states its easier to buy a dessert eagle
that doesnt make sense, just not logical
someone dieing from weed is less then probable
you wonder why the homecide rate is through the roof
swtich a pound of weed for every .22
You'd see a decrease in the crime rate
dont argue or disagree, no time to debate
this is just a fact plain and simple
weed is as harmless as gettin a pimple.
Class is draggin on although this song just started
my highs wearing off, people seem more retarted
do all blondes have to follow the stereotype
this bitch is so annoying ima smash her with my peace pipe
she makes less sense then a granny panty thong
about as sensible as an instrumental sing along song!

[EverythingShady]

The government is sworn to serve and protect
These are just lies, everything they wreck
the police especially lieing, they never tell the truth
Like taking saftey in a building, without a roof
It will protect you from wind and maybe keep you warm,
but just like every rose, these walls have a thorn
what happens when it caves and traps you inside
You just got caught, by the governments lies.
Just another homie shot by a cop
All the propaganda they tell, exposed on the block
White vs black, green vs blue
I wish in canada we could pack .22's
I'd spill a cops blood all over the street
Then I'll go right back to smokin my green.... and drinkin my brews
Uh yah, You don't know what the fuck I've been through
I know This raps weak, it needs some metaphors
Like a playa pimpin the game,
Without any sexy whores
Without the flashy lines I won't catch your attention
Without the publicity the government won't make correction
Without correction no end to this recession.
Houses will just continue to crumble and bleed
Like an old dog shot and left to die in the street
More places for druggies to hide from the cops
Leaving houses to flee to
Good place to sell rocks
But just ignore these 3rd world towns, hidden by cities
Houses all abandoned cause americas economy is shitty
no offence to you patriots that love the states
but Canada's the best, sorry, dont hate
we have free health care, tons of weed and real beer
when you send your kids out it wont be in fear
Flint michigan has more homicides a day
then all of Canada on a regular base
Less people up here, way less foreigners
and minimum wage is 9.60, keepin women off corners.
your health system sucks and for that you suffer
how much does it cost to get a kid a puffer?
next topic of debate would be your school system
your knowledge of other countries is wack just listen
i dont live in an igloo, ive never seen an Eskimo
i dont speak french and theres no french people that i know
i do play hockey but i dont see whats so bad with that
its a real mans sport, yall swinging a baseball bat.
we have real police, not mounties like you think
and just like in america, police fuckin stink.
just to make sure you understood what i say, i often say eh?
in a way thats smarter, you have to say hey?
so this is how ill end, on a high note
come to Canada, but dont forget a coat.

[Yah-hah]

What the hell happened to this thread

[Rev]

Thinking The Same


My raps are clear, articulate, and precise
I may be white, but I ain't as whack as vanilla ice
I ain't as good as Marshall either, but at least I don't wallow in pain
I can't match Nas' ether, but at least I don't allow foul narcotics to enter my brain
Just kidding, Eminem is cool, but if I want I can have him slain!
I know what you're thinking, and I'm thinking the same
Why the fuck am I acting Bipolar like that white dude from 8 mile?

I'm not, it's just my way of expressing my new style
One minute i'm tired, the next moment I'm agile
One second I'm berated, then after that I'm exhilarated
And if I'm not cursing, then I am a self-obliterated
bastard with nothing useful to say if it ain't R-rated
And if I do curse, then I'm either loved or hated
And yeah, I know that statement was previously stated
In a song by 50 and The Game, I just played it

And my delivery is stable, like a Peyton pass to Reggie Wayne
That's Reggie, not Lil Wayne, the latter's lyrics are insane
like a painful wedgie, that dude to rap's history is black stain
Did he honestly call himself the greatest? Nah, he's just playin'.
If Pac or Biggie were alive; he'd get 'em nothing but shame.
It's unfortunate to witness him at the realm ending this game
And turning it to an auto tuned machine that spits lyrics that are lame

My only hope is that someone will finally put an end to his reign
It's not personal, I just don't like the lyrics that he's sayin'
I don't get why he;s so famous, they're just boring and plain
Nas said Hip/Hop was dead, and he was right with his claim
It ain't about talent no more, it's all about the fame
And the ability to set a night club in flames
It's about a catchy beat, genius lyrics is not the aim
I know what you're thinking and I'm thinking the same


I still enjoy listening to Eric B and Rakim
I loved their lyrical flow and impeccable spin
It wasn't about making money, dissing hoes, or talking about sin
They spoke about the simple things, and they did it with a grin
On their faces, these were the lyrical aces, that spit their rhymes
At different paces, and in different places, and they embodied music
Like conspiracy theories embodied free masons
Like Freeman and Pitt relished subtle traces
The same way a speed addict is addicted to races

That was the way rap was meant to be
I shouldn't have said that, now all the Weezy fans are after me
But Hip/hop should never have any other anatomy
The way there should never have never been another apple tree
Otherwise Newton wouldn't have discovered gravity

Iight, so Dre was a pioneer, along with Ice Cube and E
And then Big L, and Tupac came, along with Biggie
But after Em, shit got fucked up absolutely
Wack Mc's came along like T pain and young Jeezy
And then they played it on the radio because it was easy
To sing along to, but that shit don't please me
Or anyone who truly appreciates genius, musically
My rhymes are iller than half the ones out there, and I rap for free

[exco_21]

chceck my stuffs im beginner but chceck this is my music. .. it started ccheck if you want http://soundcloud.com/exco-21


and my video clip .. .all what i make is true .. i hate if somebody lie .. its my feelin and my life !http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pDh6vkaeH04 clippp!

[QzA]

Already posted elsewhere just showcasing some of my work.........

The Black Package !!
Midevil genration....the renissance......the eloquent love for ediquettes amibience
What is it that engulfs my lady's attention? She sits in daze with no response.
tongue brushes her lips coating them with greedy salivation......
Her lap cradling the black package ,it sits ,needing no salutation
dark sillouettes encroach on the private affair...........
lost in emotional oceans ,she never noticed the pirates were there
swift choppings hack thru neckbone blood follows a split second after the weopons
Her head leans softly ,seperates and rolls ,still embracing her facial expression
Eyes bulging out asfixiated but unravaged still fixated on the Black Package
Almost as if to still desire or hunger for its content yet the mental act remains famished
I wondered why for sometime this mysterious Item just plain Vanished
2001 a crate arrives at his door covered in stamps ,labled in spanish
Palms sweat juices of anticipation ,nerves frayed dragging the wooden box
A collectors gluttony ,an antique christmas ,far from arrowheads and cooking pots
He's smiles alot , semidreaming saying "My collection'll dwarf what you Rookies got!!"
a silent whistle ,metal jacket explodes the temple ,his face is locked still looking shocked
The crate drops ,its The Black Package ,scooped up and carried away.
This unfaithful prize ,this adulturous gift,still causing murder till this very day
2010 skylines littered with skyscrapers scraping off the natural hue
Everyones plugged,tied together with optic strings, internet exposing the beautiful you
But in the AM hours at an outpost in france 3 gaurds stand and are now close in trance
Even thier Boss gazing now out goes his hands not knowing the danger to the outpost advanced
Mercs materialize in a cyberflash in search of a black package
Bullets ride velocity into fiberglass woven flack jackets
soft skin proves vunerable as veins vomit its prize liquid
iniquities come full circle ,bodies smoke, heads still with eyes shifted
"Cargo recieved! Now Transporting !" .........Warning!
Gates slam as noxious gasses Avenge the victims without mourning
Vicious molecules embrace the fabric ,working in unison they break the savage
Ironic! From killing with bullets Cape Canaverick the killers get killed being ate by acid
The God reaches down and grabs it,blinks his eyes ,two centuries pass quick
on the deck of a space staion elaborate ,he places in the corner The Black Package

[Spaceboundsupenova]

My body aches, my heart aches
I never thought I'd be here in this place
Without control and full of fear
For me it only takes one hit
One hurt To feel more than what's real.
In the void and in my emotions I do avoid;
speaking from my heart, as I have done from the start
Never could understand me
Except I know you do
and did, I know you do
As I do what I do
what I do today I feel
that can't roll easily
Keep on rollin
I do. As I can only speak for me and not you....

[Spaceboundsupenova]

HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NEXT

[ilovebender.com]

I could rye ta' bout how I don't
give a fuck - 1 love, 1 blood, an'
all that stuff, said it's all Red
when we bleed or so I'm led 2
believe.
Shoot 'dis madness 'dat land 'dis
mah' tip on ma' rah' trip an-namn
pissed society cares about who got
dough mo' money n' rides a fast whip -
an' tha's soo fo' sho', so go see,
we're not equal, some of us jus'
V - I - P