my lyrics- crap/not crap?
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Portia said:
it is lol
The Unseen
Boy Done Gun
Dedication man, dedication. Its what ya need, ask Roy Castle. Although he go the cancer and it killed him....
but i applaud your dedication, wether your having a larf or not. Keep on trying, you will improve. Its what the teachers say, i fink. It makes sense!
People loved Bob Dylan, and personally i think he's fucking shite. Couldn't write tune, couldn't sing and his poetry was wank. I saw him compared to that Jonny Borrel once (Razorshite) and there was no difference in shiteness. The website it was on said no comparrison, fucking liars!
Dedication
ain't nobody denying my elation
voices stick on me and they confirm there casturation
train station
you nah't mean
time be running past me and i know i'm never seen
unclean, another fucking borg mind team
copying another so there own joys redeemed
Disease, there pleased, never smile just tease
The only thing on urban is the nasty dick cheese
innit
but i applaud your dedication, wether your having a larf or not. Keep on trying, you will improve. Its what the teachers say, i fink. It makes sense!
People loved Bob Dylan, and personally i think he's fucking shite. Couldn't write tune, couldn't sing and his poetry was wank. I saw him compared to that Jonny Borrel once (Razorshite) and there was no difference in shiteness. The website it was on said no comparrison, fucking liars!
Dedication
ain't nobody denying my elation
voices stick on me and they confirm there casturation
train station
you nah't mean
time be running past me and i know i'm never seen
unclean, another fucking borg mind team
copying another so there own joys redeemed
Disease, there pleased, never smile just tease
The only thing on urban is the nasty dick cheese
innit
can i post some more.....? sorry if everyone is totally bored of this. if you are, just don't reply and i'll leave it alone.
this one's inspired by my mates lee and matt, who are the analogue people (www.myspace.com/analoguepeople). the words aren't actaully about them at all, i just really like their name. so i thought i better plug them a bit- they're really good breaks djs and their career is really taking off at the moment. playing synergy project on the 30th- i'll be there as their official groupie.
anyway
ANALOGUE PEOPLE
we're analogue people living digital lives
techno victims of the harder style
new things come at you with an awful regularity
we're rushing headlong towards the singularity
neural networks controlling your focus
people we know, how do they know us?
cos we're analogue people living digital lives
chips in our brains, stars in our eyes
that's all i've got so far. it's taking shape in my head though, im just thinking really carefully about this one. perhaps you can tell- more long words.
i heard a really really good hip hop tune the other day. it's totally inspiring. my housemate came in raving about this tune saying 'you have to listen to this it is the greatest thing ever!!!' and he was right. it's 'free' by phi life cypher. go and listen to it now on their myspace if you don't know it.
http://www.myspace.com/philifecipher
and i've re-written the one about school- well it starts off about school and ends up in some mad rant. i think its better towards the end though, what do you think?
SCHOOL
I would write it in a letter now i'm doing so much better
I was a fool
in school not cool didn't ever even break the rules
but now things are different and I'm a different me
not georgia any more, Analytik MC
some of the boys you were alright actually
but the girls I want to hurt for what you did to me
and Lakshmi but don't be
afraid I'm not a violent bitch
hiphop is fantasy, scratching an itch
Lakshmi's in London now, working for the beeb
I just wanted to say this, I wanted you to see
you will never get me down again no not this time
cos I rhyme
and I wanted you to know that I think you're slime
you never made the effort when I was sitting there
i'd just stare and despair the way that none of you would ever talk to me
thoughts of rejection wouldn't let me be
but I'm free
not georgia any more, Analytik MC
back then
i was putting too much effort into teachers liking me
but it's freinds that you need to avoid PTSD
sure i got good grades but my life was shit
I wish I'd taken some pills and just said fuck it
So now I'm mashing up my brain but I feel no strain or drain
Cos what use is a big brain if it don't bring you happiness
I'd sooner be thick and happy, this I must confess
for no stress
But don't freak out Mum I was just being silly
cos I like to be silly sometimes when I rhyme, it's fine
but some people do get fucking wound up
and I wish they would just shut the fuck up
cos I'm just fucking about you know none of it is serious
I spent too much of my life being too serious
But now I'm free
Not georgia any more, Analytik MC
Cos I'm free
free from the lies, free from hypocrisy
free from you and your pisshead aristocracy
free from the man, free from consumerism
free from your smart shoes and your fake democracy
So this is me now I'm a different person
If you were to meet me now you would get a shock mun
Cos this is Analytik MC doing parties with the DSC and my man Charlie
So fuck you and one day I will piss on your grave
Raveoltion's on the way, we're goin to have a rave
one that will wake the earth, and build a new society
one that will break the hate, and dance us into unity
where the drugs are free and the music never ends
where all the haters will make up and become friends
but it won't be so good for people like you
ones like you no they won't make it through
the bad times that are coming for which we are prepared
but your heads are in the sand and you are not scared
you're still driving your big cars and eating your steak
but you might just be the straw to break
the camel's back that is the carrying capacity of our planet
your consumerist ways are one day going to wreck it
but we have our eyes open and we're staring at the future
a future that's bleak but for you it will be torture
we can survive without electric cookers
and plasma tv's and nights out in Hookers
but what will become of you without your designer shades?
without posessions to define you your personality fades
without your central heating do you know how to keep warm
do you realise you should have been working on a farm
learning to be self sufficient, that's the way to survive
us party heads we know this, and we'll stay alive
when the time comes we'll all head for the hills
we have the solution to all society's ills
but they don't want to know, so we'll keep it for ourselves.
Drugs can fuck you up, but they can also help you
Straight-heads take notice, we're only trying to save you
But if you'd rather keep on just listening to Britney
Getting pissed up and hurling some abuse at me
For looking a bit different and having some style
Well maybe we should just leave you to die.
this one's inspired by my mates lee and matt, who are the analogue people (www.myspace.com/analoguepeople). the words aren't actaully about them at all, i just really like their name. so i thought i better plug them a bit- they're really good breaks djs and their career is really taking off at the moment. playing synergy project on the 30th- i'll be there as their official groupie.
anyway
ANALOGUE PEOPLE
we're analogue people living digital lives
techno victims of the harder style
new things come at you with an awful regularity
we're rushing headlong towards the singularity
neural networks controlling your focus
people we know, how do they know us?
cos we're analogue people living digital lives
chips in our brains, stars in our eyes
that's all i've got so far. it's taking shape in my head though, im just thinking really carefully about this one. perhaps you can tell- more long words.
i heard a really really good hip hop tune the other day. it's totally inspiring. my housemate came in raving about this tune saying 'you have to listen to this it is the greatest thing ever!!!' and he was right. it's 'free' by phi life cypher. go and listen to it now on their myspace if you don't know it.
http://www.myspace.com/philifecipher
and i've re-written the one about school- well it starts off about school and ends up in some mad rant. i think its better towards the end though, what do you think?
SCHOOL
I would write it in a letter now i'm doing so much better
I was a fool
in school not cool didn't ever even break the rules
but now things are different and I'm a different me
not georgia any more, Analytik MC
some of the boys you were alright actually
but the girls I want to hurt for what you did to me
and Lakshmi but don't be
afraid I'm not a violent bitch
hiphop is fantasy, scratching an itch
Lakshmi's in London now, working for the beeb
I just wanted to say this, I wanted you to see
you will never get me down again no not this time
cos I rhyme
and I wanted you to know that I think you're slime
you never made the effort when I was sitting there
i'd just stare and despair the way that none of you would ever talk to me
thoughts of rejection wouldn't let me be
but I'm free
not georgia any more, Analytik MC
back then
i was putting too much effort into teachers liking me
but it's freinds that you need to avoid PTSD
sure i got good grades but my life was shit
I wish I'd taken some pills and just said fuck it
So now I'm mashing up my brain but I feel no strain or drain
Cos what use is a big brain if it don't bring you happiness
I'd sooner be thick and happy, this I must confess
for no stress
But don't freak out Mum I was just being silly
cos I like to be silly sometimes when I rhyme, it's fine
but some people do get fucking wound up
and I wish they would just shut the fuck up
cos I'm just fucking about you know none of it is serious
I spent too much of my life being too serious
But now I'm free
Not georgia any more, Analytik MC
Cos I'm free
free from the lies, free from hypocrisy
free from you and your pisshead aristocracy
free from the man, free from consumerism
free from your smart shoes and your fake democracy
So this is me now I'm a different person
If you were to meet me now you would get a shock mun
Cos this is Analytik MC doing parties with the DSC and my man Charlie
So fuck you and one day I will piss on your grave
Raveoltion's on the way, we're goin to have a rave
one that will wake the earth, and build a new society
one that will break the hate, and dance us into unity
where the drugs are free and the music never ends
where all the haters will make up and become friends
but it won't be so good for people like you
ones like you no they won't make it through
the bad times that are coming for which we are prepared
but your heads are in the sand and you are not scared
you're still driving your big cars and eating your steak
but you might just be the straw to break
the camel's back that is the carrying capacity of our planet
your consumerist ways are one day going to wreck it
but we have our eyes open and we're staring at the future
a future that's bleak but for you it will be torture
we can survive without electric cookers
and plasma tv's and nights out in Hookers
but what will become of you without your designer shades?
without posessions to define you your personality fades
without your central heating do you know how to keep warm
do you realise you should have been working on a farm
learning to be self sufficient, that's the way to survive
us party heads we know this, and we'll stay alive
when the time comes we'll all head for the hills
we have the solution to all society's ills
but they don't want to know, so we'll keep it for ourselves.
Drugs can fuck you up, but they can also help you
Straight-heads take notice, we're only trying to save you
But if you'd rather keep on just listening to Britney
Getting pissed up and hurling some abuse at me
For looking a bit different and having some style
Well maybe we should just leave you to die.
Baron Samedi
My eyes are black holes
You don't like her then ?
That sounds like a rap song that gets people shot
That sounds like a rap song that gets people shot
it's not about any specific person. there was this group of them in school who basically made my life hell for seven years. i hope they are all having a really bad time now but they're probably fine. i bet they don't even remember me.
basically i had a group of friends who weren't real friends because i couldn't trust them, they would turn on me if i said the wrong thing, but at least they were someone to talk to. they were all quite thick and left at 16. so in 6th form it was just me and lakshmi who arrived from india and didn't know anyone. she was cool though we were both outsiders and liked green day... but she was off sick a lot and did all different subjects to me. so in free lessons i would be sitting in the common room watching all these people having a great laugh- the best years of their lives i hope- and none of them would speak to me. they treated us like we were invisible. the girls i mean, the boys were alright but doing boy stuff, and you need girls to be your mates in school. i still know some of the boys and they've told me they did notice at the time how wierd it was i'd be sitting there in the middle of a conversation obviously listening and trying to join in but being completely ignored.
i still don't understand why they did it. it upset me and lakshmi so much, and they didn't seem to notice at all. i've read in new scientist that that kind of thing- social exclusion- can give you PTSD and i'm pretty sure i used to have it. for years afterwards if i thought my freinds were being in the slightest bit funny or leaving me out in any way i'd totally spin out and think it was all happening again. even when they weren't really leaving me out at all. but i'd lose it and start panicking and crying and stuff. that doesn't happen any more though. i also read in new scientist that MDMA is used to treat PTSD in switzerland. that's quite interesting i think. didn't know that before i took it but i knew that it was helping.
and anyway- those lyrics aren't as violent as loads of real hip hop lyrics i've heard. they always go on about shooting people, actully name people even! but like i said, it's fantasy. i said that in there- you obvoiulsly didn't read it properly.
e2a oh fucking hell, it's all coming back to me now. i'm upsetting myself thinking about it all, the fucked up things they did to me- so i might as well write about it. the worst thing was my 'friend' hannah told everyone i'd been deliberately nasty to this down's syndrome kid (all i'd done was ask him to stop spitting at me). that's what she'd do, take stuff i'd said or done and twist it, make me look like the nasty one. i had complete strangers and 6th formers i looked up to coming up to me and telling me i was an evil bitch. i even started to beieve it.... i was scared of disabled people for ages. what if i accidentally said something to offend them and then everyone hates me? the down's syndrome kid of course didn't have a clue what was going on. he did stop spitting at me though.
she also got the whole school to believe i was a witch and a druggie. i didn't even take drugs then, but i was into wicca. white magic, like. once when hannah was being nice i told her about it (stupid thing to do but i thought she was my mate) and then one day she turned nasty and told eveyone i'd been putting spells on them and hexing them and stuff. all the younger kids believed it (this was in year 9) and i'd get groups of them following me around and hassling me. i got bullied by people 4 years younger in school. i could have beaten them up but i was ridiculously scared of getting into trouble. the teachers were my only freinds (that and books) and i thought if they hate me too i won't be able to cope at all.
the teachers weren't really my friends either though, i can see that now. they did absolutesly fuck all about what was happening to me. they must have noticed how miserable i was, how i was always sitting by myself- and they never tried to do anything. i wish someone had suggested going to college instead of sixth form, i would have had a much better time. but they wanted me to stay because they knew i was going to get all A's. i did get 3 A's. got into medical school i bet they were well chuffed. must have been good for their statistics.
a girl who used to bully me really nastily became head girl. i had to take orders off her as a prefect. that was the only time she ever spoke to me. i was all ready to forgive her, have a laugh about how silly and childish it had all been, but she never apologised. never even acknowledged she had any history with me at all. she got into oxford. a lot of them got into quite good unis in fact. i expect they've all got good jobs and nice cars now. i hope they burn in hell.
basically i had a group of friends who weren't real friends because i couldn't trust them, they would turn on me if i said the wrong thing, but at least they were someone to talk to. they were all quite thick and left at 16. so in 6th form it was just me and lakshmi who arrived from india and didn't know anyone. she was cool though we were both outsiders and liked green day... but she was off sick a lot and did all different subjects to me. so in free lessons i would be sitting in the common room watching all these people having a great laugh- the best years of their lives i hope- and none of them would speak to me. they treated us like we were invisible. the girls i mean, the boys were alright but doing boy stuff, and you need girls to be your mates in school. i still know some of the boys and they've told me they did notice at the time how wierd it was i'd be sitting there in the middle of a conversation obviously listening and trying to join in but being completely ignored.
i still don't understand why they did it. it upset me and lakshmi so much, and they didn't seem to notice at all. i've read in new scientist that that kind of thing- social exclusion- can give you PTSD and i'm pretty sure i used to have it. for years afterwards if i thought my freinds were being in the slightest bit funny or leaving me out in any way i'd totally spin out and think it was all happening again. even when they weren't really leaving me out at all. but i'd lose it and start panicking and crying and stuff. that doesn't happen any more though. i also read in new scientist that MDMA is used to treat PTSD in switzerland. that's quite interesting i think. didn't know that before i took it but i knew that it was helping.
and anyway- those lyrics aren't as violent as loads of real hip hop lyrics i've heard. they always go on about shooting people, actully name people even! but like i said, it's fantasy. i said that in there- you obvoiulsly didn't read it properly.
e2a oh fucking hell, it's all coming back to me now. i'm upsetting myself thinking about it all, the fucked up things they did to me- so i might as well write about it. the worst thing was my 'friend' hannah told everyone i'd been deliberately nasty to this down's syndrome kid (all i'd done was ask him to stop spitting at me). that's what she'd do, take stuff i'd said or done and twist it, make me look like the nasty one. i had complete strangers and 6th formers i looked up to coming up to me and telling me i was an evil bitch. i even started to beieve it.... i was scared of disabled people for ages. what if i accidentally said something to offend them and then everyone hates me? the down's syndrome kid of course didn't have a clue what was going on. he did stop spitting at me though.
she also got the whole school to believe i was a witch and a druggie. i didn't even take drugs then, but i was into wicca. white magic, like. once when hannah was being nice i told her about it (stupid thing to do but i thought she was my mate) and then one day she turned nasty and told eveyone i'd been putting spells on them and hexing them and stuff. all the younger kids believed it (this was in year 9) and i'd get groups of them following me around and hassling me. i got bullied by people 4 years younger in school. i could have beaten them up but i was ridiculously scared of getting into trouble. the teachers were my only freinds (that and books) and i thought if they hate me too i won't be able to cope at all.
the teachers weren't really my friends either though, i can see that now. they did absolutesly fuck all about what was happening to me. they must have noticed how miserable i was, how i was always sitting by myself- and they never tried to do anything. i wish someone had suggested going to college instead of sixth form, i would have had a much better time. but they wanted me to stay because they knew i was going to get all A's. i did get 3 A's. got into medical school i bet they were well chuffed. must have been good for their statistics.
a girl who used to bully me really nastily became head girl. i had to take orders off her as a prefect. that was the only time she ever spoke to me. i was all ready to forgive her, have a laugh about how silly and childish it had all been, but she never apologised. never even acknowledged she had any history with me at all. she got into oxford. a lot of them got into quite good unis in fact. i expect they've all got good jobs and nice cars now. i hope they burn in hell.
Baron Samedi
My eyes are black holes
There should be an irony smiley - it wasn't meant seriously 
sorry i just went off on one there didn't i? it's just that thinking about all of it always makes me upset so i wasn't in the mood for someone having a joke... but that's the sort of thing i get pissed of at other people for !! so sorry.
but really, what do you think of them? are they any good? they are better than the first ones i put up i'm sure of that.
but really, what do you think of them? are they any good? they are better than the first ones i put up i'm sure of that.
Appassionata
gets bare gash-f*** Z*rra
Portia said:
absolutely!
won't be long before you get to MC at FWD if you keep this up
what does DSC stand for, though?
Appassionata said:absolutely!
won't be long before you get to MC at FWD if you keep this up
what does DSC stand for, though?
ahh yeah but i'm not that good at actually performing them yet.
seriously though?? you think they're alright? did you vote in the poll yet? i'm going to keep this thread going till more people have voted 'not crap' than 'crap'
dsc stands for drained slug community
Appassionata
gets bare gash-f*** Z*rra
Portia said:
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no, they are fine... you aren't quite KRS-one yet, and we don't know what you sound like
but I've heard far worse bars on pirate radio, and you seem to be writing about things you know about... unlike all those MCs round here who talk about how many people they've shot outside a rave, but you just know that they would piss themselves if someone showed them a real gun lolso... keep it up... and if nothing else, I suppose you've proved that "Carmarthen beef" need not always refer to livestock lol
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