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Old 03-28-2015, 06:21 PM   #1 (permalink)
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Default Yo yo yo, I wrote a rap.

Food for Thought:

You want a taste of me,
You’d better Taser me,
I ain’t going down so easily,
It’s disconcerting to know that you’re aware of me,
My expectations are met when you step up to the plate,
But their ain’t no love at the end of the night,

Welcome to loserville,
it had a population of one but you made it two,
Do you want some heartbreak with that tiramisu,
Do you want some hatred when I hand you the bill,

Unfortunately, this is the best I can do,
If I told you I was lying I’d be telling the truth,
You know the root of all evil’s in your wisdom tooth,
And you were the apple of my eye, but you ate that too,
This is the food of love and it’s playing still,

When did the sweet turn so sour,
I had a takeaway and a cold shower,
I’ve been watching the clock for the happy hour,
Devour whatever I can to take my mind off ya,

At what point did we say that this was aborted,
I honestly feel like my soul’s been deported,
I honestly feel like we haven’t departed,
I honestly don’t know what I feel any more and,

My brain is a black hole,
Swallow your pride you might choke,
Swallow it all like a good girl,
When did this turn into a sick joke,

I always liked the way she was never broke,
I always liked the way she made me feel when she spoke,
I could never stand the way she kept a good man broke,
I could never stand the way she rolled her eyes when I spoke,



Feedback appreciated! First ever go at anything like this. I'm not even that much of a rap fan so this might be slightly unconventional, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. Not properly structured. The last stanza would be a chorus of sorts.
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The overuse of babe/baby, the lack of any sort of discernible originality, the melodrama and the general sense of an especially heinous sort of hardcore vapid stupidity all make me want to jab my eyes out with a drill-press and then hang myself from the CN Tower with an electrified rope that sends shocks in excess of 10,000 volts through my body as I slowly die. While listening to Dream Theater.
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