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Teach me to rap!

JohnnyBlaze
JohnnyBlaze
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[ Bad Raps ] As The Nazgul Raps

     
Witch KING?      
This KING      
One of the Nine      
servING the Dark Lord of BLING      
R-I-N-G;      
that's spells RING      
Listen up, GolLUM -      
let me TELL you SOMETHING!      
What is your WRATH      
COMpared to the MIGHT of a WRAITH      
who lives to CREEP in the DEAD of NIGHT?      
Impaling hobbits in their SLEEP      
scar'UM to death with FRIGHT      
BREAK their FAITH      
MAKE'UM WEEP      
while I TAKE deLIGHT      
A wreath of iron THORNs      
ADORNs me with a crown of DREAD      
Just you try to PUMPING me FULL of LEAD      
Getcha SUMTING AIGHT;      
A MORNing STAR upside the HEAD      
Yeah, that's RIGHT      
That's what I SAID,      
beeYOTCH      
yo-YO-yo-YO-yo      
I'ma a NazGUL      
Nasty ass FELow minus a SOUL      
Bat outta HELL      
riding a FELL BIRD with a stinky CROTCH      
SO foul and SMELLY      
Flying fast and furiousLY FAR      
straight out of AngMAR      
Mister G      
WORD      
 
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JohnnyBlaze
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[ Forms ] Puttin' My Dingle Berries In Your Pie Tin

     
Yo, here we go, so easy to rap a villanelle      
Copy, paste, replace --- drop your own words in      
See? Being none the wiser, who could tell?      
     
Tis easy, somewhat sleazy, but I do it oh so well      
While I buy a slice of that pie you's offerin     
Yo, here we go, so easy to rap a villanelle      
     
Ice Ice Baby, watch my latest single sell      
Puttin' My Dingle Berries In Your Pie Tin      
See? Being none the wiser, who could tell?      
     
Madame, go Madame, go try it for a spell      
Your posse cool whips this hip hop villain      
Yo, here we go, so easy to rap a villanelle      
     
I am the I in your pie, only def like Pharell      
Projecting just like Alan Parson('s?)      
See? Being none the wiser, who could tell?      
     
Rub my Vanilla lotion on your painful swell      
If your head is so ahurtin'      
Yo, here we go, so easy to rap a villanelle      
See? Being none the wiser, who could tell?    

* mic drop *  
     
Folks, show's over, drop the curtain

  
 
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JohnnyBlaze
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[ Bad Raps ] Death Chant Three Point Three

Got to be  
light on your feet
Death Chant Three Point Three    
Adapt -or- Die  
admit defeat    
    
Now looky here, Son    
You too, Edible One    
Year after year    
rap challenges I won    
because I was    
light on my feet      
     
while all of yous?    
hardly Harlem hopscotchin'      
like Maya Angelo or Langston    
Hughes with flow-in beat    
on message - targeted    
yanno?      
     
I don't think so.    
     
What you got instead?    
     
Virtual nine mils    
in-da-back of the head    
thrill kills, Playstation style    
when not in-yo-face to faces      
on Main Street - 8 mile      
duels with phantom menaces -    
supposed riders you ghosted    
on Instagram n Facebook -    
your pistol whippings posted    
making no sense, lacking hook;    
empty threat-ened spills      
against public enemies faux    
You bustin' caps in these      
     
L - M - F - A - OH, PLEASE!      
     
Just another on a long list    
of the gangsta wannabees    
in a kingdom come    
of self annointed kings    
wanting rings kissed    
among other things    
riddled with disease    
subscribing to their own    
hollow pointed prophecies    
rhetorical, glorifying      
prostitution rings    
drugs and death    
in the name of profits    
     
All wasted breath      
     
far from compelling    
these days - storytelling    
cliches so unoriginal      
might as well be    
marshalled blathers    
inane, inconsequential -    
daily matters we    
could care less about:    
expired dairy products      
in the fridge you    
shoulda threw out      
weeks ago;    
who gives two fucks    
as you cry over spills    
of milk so old, they      
curdled whey    
beyond cream    
     
Be bold    
     
be MLK;    
     
declare to the nation:    
     
"I have a dream!"    
     
Don't be some    
gimmicky    
mimicky      
mime with a combover meme    
covering up every contextual      
bald spot in your raps' middle    
with references sexual      
and indifferences to rhyme    
     
^Diss^    
being the answer    
to the riddle you've      
yet to solve    
     
because it's time      
to prove you can be    
light on your feet    
Adapt -or- Die  
admit defeat    
     
EVOLVE!  
     
 
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poet Anonymous

🏆
“How to Rap: Walter Sparrow’s quick draft”

[Hook:]
You’re not the only one who
wants to shoot the twat
Walking around telling people
who can’t and who can rap
On rope, tell Tyler it’s not getting me
lucky seven I’d have left want sleep
like you’re being born
and I’m only 23

Damn it, still can’t find a fucking
chorus that’s hot enough
so I said I was backwards
call me the Riddler E
and them I sing many with Jim Carrey
In my sights is that Reemiss guy
as it’s like, you think you’re gangster
but not until a body’s in the grave
then take her bracelet
so I’m trying to wake Ricky, it’s mazing
keyboard is missing an eh?

[HOOK]
Keep talking about Eminem
and I don’t even want to be anything like him
that’s more like Eric
Inside his mind quick like I know what his writing
Denace I am, and I stand as
annoying fan
like his whole band, you’d want to lose it
not working out to it in the gym
my shouting wanting you to turn off the music
claim Ricky’s a bad father
just spilt an open bottle of water on the table
How do I drown?
Jumped out the window
and flew up over the house
because it wouldn’t have been suicide

poet Anonymous

📞
Suicide Hotline: HipHop

“Hello, it’s Frank Drebin. How may I help you?”
Hello, yes, can you think...
“Detective, might have heard of me in The Naked Gun.”
Listen, my pen has run out of ink
and nearly have run out of credit
There isn’t gonna be a Disaster meets Destruction collaboration
said it countless of times
and doesn’t matter whether they come begging
“Sounds like you’ve got a lot on your chest kid, ever tried to shave it off?”
You might think this is crazy
but if you ever see her around the insane asylum
it’s not her painting
and you should get it off her
It’s the one of Jason stood on the ghost train
and Hellraiser overhead in a helicopter
Near the dodgems
Kruger was with a hoover
“I wouldn’t come there, but where you at, what fun fair?”
One with Edward Scissorhands
beside that stall
No dealer, but I’d have met you at the drop
for candy floss you have to dash
and I’m up on the ladder
with one in my hands and you see the camera flash
“It’s 11:15 at night, and you can be walking to the shop to get a pen.”
You know, you ain’t making me feel any better yet
Already going through distress
because I’ve wanted to enter a Deep Underground competition
Looked on the thread and wanted to tell the last competitor
doubt would get through the hard shell
and for a title tell him he can’t spell
Sorry, genuine mistake, it’s love thy neighbour
Yet still brandishing a crucifix
like which is scarier
Exorcism of Emily Rose or The Autopsy of Jane Doe?
I’m feeling like I can destroy his 6 poems
keep shit going

EdibleWords
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Waffling Thug Poets

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poet Anonymous

🏨
“Good Nights Await: Eggs on Waffles, brown sauce”


Ninja, woulda seen and heard it all
but they don’t want me coming around

Poetry-slam in the canteen hall
and security are shoving me out

Though, Edna had stopped and remained
pointing others towards the
square glass window pane

Jessi said “Mouth open, and eyes
rolled in the back of his head
I think he’s masturbating near the door
Man said he was going through distress
like that mother fucker is weird for sure.”

So I made it back to my room
with a plate of egg, waffles and brown sauce
Dawn of the Dead movie too
like a song
and hearing aids in ears
not being took out yours

(Non-entry.)

EdibleWords
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the5thRiddler said:🏨
“Good Nights Await: Eggs on Waffles, brown sauce”


Ninja, woulda seen and heard it all
but they don’t want me coming around

Poetry-slam in the canteen hall
and security are shoving me out

Though, Edna had stopped and remained
pointing others towards the
square glass window pane

Jessi said “Mouth open, and eyes
rolled in the back of his head
I think he’s masturbating near the door
Man said he was going through distress
like that mother fucker is weird for sure.”

So I made it back to my room
with a plate of egg, waffles and brown sauce
Dawn of the Dead movie too
like a song
and hearing aids in ears
not being took out yours

(Non-entry.)


Keep writing, but i wanted to set you up,a rap shop! Have you been there? Bring rap!!!

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/workshop/read/11229/

Imma spit bars atcha! Get yer freak on, Rikki! Over there! 😎

poet Anonymous

I’ll see you there, I guess.
Please don’t take anything personal. Just THANK YOU for going back and forth (if you do) 👍🏻

EdibleWords
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the5thRiddler said:I’ll see you there, I guess.
Please don’t take anything personal. Just THANK YOU for going back and forth (if you do) 👍🏻


It's an honor, amigo!🤘

slipalong
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swivel; On: dis - RAP

dat me cooler dan an ice cream van
rocket fuel sellin by the gram
number me cus i da man

I am dat bone
I am dat ham
cutting it the tins of spam

got da lable an me slidin right
machetti hide would U like a slice
i the biggest dirt on dis piece o turf
any cornur of mi universe

dont cross me up dats fee advice
pig's they even want to dice
its running on each main line

do the deals and get top wheels
Fararri dancing on the stallions heels
sit my bitch in the passenger seat

my county aint no crack me mastr of dat
I got the power I got the smack
come over now or I drill yo ass

top vote for brxit
the eurozone will spead it
keep coming back like a swingball
swivel on dis, im the king gimbal

the rap I sell the beat folded
essence send your world clouded
my microphones :Bleeped:
joint on a street deadbeat

mix dat RAP the toxins trap
don't break d chain for turkey cold
handcuffs just like a drug it holds

pimp yo ride with truth and pride
Prestige Marque; and turn the tide
stressin what U know is right

words that sting not dressin down
dat hornets nest dat's kicked around
dat finger clean would U make it brown
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socksscareme
socksscareme
Socks
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Rap 101

I'm gonna teach you how to rap
Teach you how to flow
Soon you'll have a map
And a catchy intro

Fling about some metaphors
The same four chords
Get some syncopation
So you don't get bored
A counterbeat and melody
You can't ignore

Gotta hook like a spine
When your words half rhyme
A sweet hyperbole
It's all in the delivery

Sharp like a stegosaur
Back to the fours
Ride your beat hard and fast
Bass to the floor
This is rap 101
Gonna give you more

Gotta hook like a spine
When your words half rhyme
A sweet hyperbole
It's all in the delivery

You're ready for the mic
DUP slam night
Don't forget your mood
And you'll be alright
Handy dandy notebook
Spit to daylight

(Bridge)

Gotta hook like a spine
When your words half rhyme
A sweet hyperbole
It's all in the delivery

It's all in the delivery
It's all in the delivery
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