View Full Version : Life Is Beautiful

05-10-2000, 03:31 AM
I gots an IDEA! http://www.jediknight.net/mboard/biggrin.gif
Lets start a poem game, and see how far we can posts we can go with the rhyming. (Obviously I mean like poetry, the last word! duh! http://www.jediknight.net/mboard/smile.gif)

So here's my post:

Life is beautiful http://www.jediknight.net/mboard/biggrin.gif

"Will you write it down so I don't have to pay attention?"-Timothy Yang Yuen Cheng

Zoom Rabbit
05-10-2000, 07:55 AM
<font size=1>Wait! What kind of rhyme are we doing? If we're doing simple rhyming doublets, I guess my contribution is:</font>

Just like a waterfall! http://www.jediknight.net/mboard/biggrin.gif

<font size=1>Next?</font>

05-10-2000, 06:58 PM
...but it dirties your cuticles
just like a see-sawer's saw
shaken by an otter's call from
the outer wall of a lottery ball
from the municipal hall -- right??...

[This message has been edited by lightbulba (edited May 10, 2000).]

05-10-2000, 08:19 PM
stern firm and young with a laid back tongue, the aim is to succeed and acheive at twenty-one.
Just like Ringling Brothers I'll daze and astound, captivate the masses cause the prose is profound.
Do it for the strong, we do it for the week, boomin in your boomin in your boomin your Jeep, or your Honda or your Beemer, or your Legend or your Benz. The rave of the town to your foes and your friends.
So push it, along, trails, we blaze
Don't deserve the gong, don't deserve the praise
The tranquility will make ya unball your fist for we put hip-hop on a brand new twist
A brand new twist with the homie-alistic, so low key that you probably missed it.
But yet its so loud that it stands in the crowd, whe the guy takes the beat, they bowed.
So raise up squire, address your attire
We have no time to wallow in the mire
If you're on a foreign path, then let me do the lead
Join in the essence of the cool-out breed
Then cool out to the music cuz it makes ya feel serene
Like the birds and the bees and all those groovy things
Like getting stomach aches when ya gotta go to work
Or staring into space when you're feeling berserk
I don't really mind if it's over your head
Cuz the job of resurrectors is to wake up the dead
So pay attention, it's not hard to decipher
And after the horns, you can check out the Phifer

Kylilin, Jedi Master, and overall silly guy

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Zoom Rabbit
05-12-2000, 07:48 AM
You guys are clearly not playing by the rules...if there were any. http://www.jediknight.net/mboard/wink.gif

<font size=1>Kylilin, is that original verse? It's good!</font>

05-12-2000, 05:20 PM
corn has ears
and potatoes eyes
beware the emus
for its you they despise

05-12-2000, 08:03 PM
gotta slapstick, gotta stay classic,
my memory tends to be spastic;
i'm the groovebox, can't ignore
i'm on the rocks and i'm at your door -- right??

[This message has been edited by lightbulba (edited May 12, 2000).]

05-12-2000, 10:15 PM
got the motivatin joints that keep your ass jumpin
why when a fella get on you want somethin'
yo I got the poisonous traps for little rats that fiend
in comes the bedroom dream
I kick it at a slow or at a quick tempo
a ladies diposition won't mess with the mental
I'm built for conflicts with chicks with issues
I can lick the wounds bring ease with miss yous
Bringin' all the pain and makin' things shiver
The beat make you bite your nails and **** your liver
And we gonna give a encore performance
Haters seem dormant while my presence is enormous
Tarnations, I went gold
Streesed out with Faith but told cats to get a hold
Who is the fella who's mic is stronger
Rock for an hour and he might rock longer
Kid you're perplexed, seems I better get to gongin'
The clean up man, hang you up like on and
Don't step in the arena, that's a stern warning
I'm the pops, I raise the sun like morning
Seems you're still sleeping, hey, stop the yawning
Open up the blinds and witness the dawning
The new application and I'm the applier
And I'm a set it off like fire
Yeah yeah, that's where it's at
Make it hot and phat and like Puff (I like that)
Now I got to urge you on to move ahead
Don't dread, 'cause I keep the stock in the shed
And if you need a boost, then I got the jump
Because we prone to make the party go bump bump bump bump bump bump bump
Where you is, if you the baby daddy then uplift the kids
Get back and plan, don't be on front flossin'
Incognito, you heard the name quite often
You dressed in black and been issued a coffin
I thrive on this plain, you off to the lost one
Like cayenne pepper, it gets hotter and better
>From each little dash it get the whole smash
It's tasty too, so satisfy your whole pallette
Fake ID's are revoked, they're invalid
Infractin' bodies out on the dance floor
Is what I wanna see, not less but much more
The lyrics just spewed, he got good reviews
The kid made the news, how he left no clues
On how he just murderlized the whole damn jam
He just got results that's smiles and waved hands
The mission could never be accomplished, however
Until we bounce to an island where hot weather
And still we'll be able to rock and rip crowds
While other emcees say nuthin' and talk loud
While other emcees say nuthin' and talk loud
If you with Kylilin, chest out and be proud

Kylilin, Jedi Master, and overall silly guy

Nice http://www.geocities.com/kylilin/talkril.gif

[This message has been edited by Kylilin (edited May 12, 2000).]

Zoom Rabbit
05-13-2000, 06:08 AM

Thrash 'em all up real nice an' easy
Shaking like a panda 'cause I'm gettin' queasy
Slap daddy! Smack daddy! Don't try to please me...
Play them records loud 'cause I'm in a frenzy

Make it downtown, turn your clock 'round...
Throw your money in the air when I got my top down

Time to set sail, let's get it goin'
No time to find out which way it's blowin'
Trouble in the hills, with a party throwin'
I think that it's time this car was rollin'

http://www.jediknight.net/mboard/biggrin.gif Hah!

Darth Crater
05-13-2000, 04:17 PM
Wait, is this thread for poetry or rap? http://www.jediknight.net/mboard/smile.gif

05-13-2000, 04:30 PM
Rythmic American Poetry?

05-13-2000, 07:28 PM
First, I shant go on too long,
speaking of poetry versus song,
the words I use are words of sage,
of poet, minstrel, and especially mage.

Magic works best with words, you see.
For beings of magic, it's easy;

Shakespearean verse is Faerie trick,
and dancing, joyous, light, and quick.

Dragons are the ones who sing,
and whirl and toss on leathern wing.

Elven tunes flow trippingly,
as wooden flutes play high and free.

Dwarves are those who pound and beat,
on skinned drums or booted feet.

As spells cast on Midsummer Night,
A little skill can make it right,
But ofttimes takes a little luck,
or some help, from one called Puck. . . http://www.jediknight.net/mboard/wink.gif

"The Beasts know much that we do not." -Ancient Jedi proverb

Zoom Rabbit
05-13-2000, 07:29 PM
Exactly. Rap is poetry, set to music.


05-14-2000, 07:34 PM
>>chika, chika<<
oh, uh:
lightbulba, gotta get a glass of iced cola
in a mercedes benz with some mints in the trunk and a cup holda
with a rented jeep and some rug rollas
hard to tell, but i like gold, sir
mr. clean is a nice soldier
copyright, put up a fight for ya...

[This message has been edited by lightbulba (edited May 14, 2000).]

05-15-2000, 03:07 AM
Please proceed with caution cause the lyricist is fatal
I can kick your little monkey ass like Kato
Formulate your rhymes like a child forms Play-Doh
Calm and serene like the study was tayo
Poetry machine with correct mechanisms
Immune to disease I defeat organisms
that are waitin in my path, I overstep the critters
Give your ass the willies and your moms'll get the jitters
Winners turn to losers, losers are forgotten
Tangle in my fore with, hopes that I stop rockin
Never will that happen only if it is permitted (
Wait... I think somebody shiitted )
I guess that will be me cause I'm the only one MCin
I go for what I know doin a show for human beings
Always try to lead yo never will I follow
Blowin up the spot like Fred did to Rollo
And when it comes to days like this, I got lyrics to go

Kylilin, Jedi Master, and overall silly guy

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Zoom Rabbit
05-15-2000, 07:38 AM
Wham, bam, thank you ma'am
Slam the mayor in the can
Dress him up like Uncle Sam
And take him down to Disneyland!

Yippee! Yippee! Boing! Boing!
Gotta get my butt going
Yippee! Yippee! Boing! Boing!
Seek the answers I be knowing

Flash that powder in the pan
Tell you just how fine I am
Time for lunch? Gee, it's spam
I drew a whole picture in the sand

<font size=1>Or something like that...</font> http://www.jediknight.net/mboard/wink.gif

05-15-2000, 03:26 PM

05-16-2000, 08:30 PM
Sometimes men and women look at themselves and see bliss
Through experience we tend to exist
That's through our past or our caretakers
The instance is in particular, so you need to recognize that
if you take all this away
and look at us at the end of the day
we stand great among creation
So baby take these words as a little inspiration
While I kick this shiit and give your ass motivation
MCs, you're walking a thin line
Get in your ranks and tighten up as we walk through mines
and plus vipers, phony rhymers and biters
Money-grubbers, beat-dubbers
amongst a whole host of others
Who be fakin', fraudulatin'
Waitin' for your bacon
They be takin' and skatin' while you sit contemplatin'
Who's your peoples
Well let me tell you somethin' now paw
We're livin' a world that's R-A-double-raw
It's crazy but it's true, go for delly is the law
and if you cross the path then you dangerin' your jaw
And if you Glass Joe, don't go toe-for-toe
Yo all we wanna do is our thing and lay low
So brothers hold your heads high when you get down
Don't violate these women cuz we need them around
It's all of us together, not the one without the other
The abstract is ill, word to mother.

Kylilin, Jedi Master, and overall silly guy

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05-17-2000, 07:27 PM
The art of the spleen is taken for granted,
when holy seeds and garbage is planted

er, or something...

05-17-2000, 08:08 PM
hey maestro...put on that polka beat you was talking 'bout...aw, hell yeah...

there's nothing that i won't remember
that happened on that day
on a gray, dreary december
when my grandpa ran away

we had left for the laudromat and
we left him at home
we found him about a mile away
and frozen to the bone

his wheelchair had broken down
he resorted to his walker
when that toppled over in the snow
he dubbed himself a jogger

he ran past the frozen wheatfields
there was nothin' here he was missin'
he sped across the interstate
and that's when his arthridis kicked in


well, i do regret this informal death
dear grandpa meant so much to me
but i guess it was all for the best
'cause i got my inheritance early -- hey!

[This message has been edited by lightbulba (edited May 17, 2000).]

05-17-2000, 08:30 PM
Have you ever met a woman that just took your breath?
So deep inside her life, she contemplated death
Can't help but get attatched to a woman like that
The contact was quite immediate, I had good tact
We related and debated over food and tunes
Started out in September, now we enterin June
Simple night in the crib, no, it just won't do
Because she liable to start **** too wild for you
She wanna push my whip, buy diamond chips
And take on trips, conversin my flip
Gotta do her hair, take her out to the fair
Win a teddy bear, make sure you don't stare
At another one comin, don't be startin nuthin
Be a slave to her, don't be brave to her
Make sure that she's right, make sure that you're wrong
When she wants to do it, make sure that it's long
f anyone wanna make it work it's me
But we gotta come to a common ground baby
Any man, he can claim to be the one for you
But put it straight to yourself and realize whats true

Kylilin, Jedi Master

Nice http://www.geocities.com/kylilin/Krillinblast.gif

[This message has been edited by Kylilin (edited May 18, 2000).]

05-18-2000, 05:48 PM
the trees have leaves of green and blue,
oblong soldiers muddle through,
the badness flows from me to you,
Mrs. Robinson coo-coo-ca-choo,

05-18-2000, 07:27 PM
a sailing mongrove
sparkles in skylight
twiddling its thumbs
at the sagacious ghetto

it wails to its love
crackles on limelight
whittling among
his malicious fellow

bruce hornsby fans
who glide in the sweat
of an innocent milkcow
who hasn't been milked yet

and the drummer next door
bangs on the drumheads
slamming a firestarter onto the wood
to us they yelp, "come, let's

bury the snow under a clock
starving the yeti
with what it's not got
spit on my spats, furius frenchmen..."

chorus x2


i am the man who you once had met
in a garbage can with trash on his head
i was living on pinecones from the grapevine
living in my world when you stepped into mine
only to be kicked out by some crazed frat boys, who, for some reason, had made it into my world before you. aw, shucks.
grammar! grammar! grammar!
hey! hey! hey!
barrels rolling off the side of a brick
harbingers of justice grab my throat in the nick
of time, freestyle every rhyme like these yuletide fuselages
y'ain't gettin' a dime off my back, mr. mack
i am a blackjack, solo digeridoo
i smacked a smoked spoke out, did you?
severing limbs from musical instruments
like i was really into it like you meant
cloaking a's, b's, d's, and c's
and selling their corpses; "want somma these?"
a rotary record snaps in a perfectly normal atmosphere: notice anything similar happening here?
i slam the phosphorus about into gear
but i need oil change and i'm out of freeon,
i quit rhyming, but i'm stubborn enough to continue keeping the beat on my neat, neat song, all week long, like some freak marathon, slapping similies like stickers on like i stick on my nylon-buying mom.


[This message has been edited by lightbulba (edited May 18, 2000).]

05-19-2000, 12:21 AM
See, Jake be gettin illy when the sun get dark
They be comin out the heads, but shiit don't let me start
There's activities a'plenty in the nighttime
For the ghetto child, it seems to be the right time
See, kids be gettin stuck with jewels and fly gimmicks
Shorty see the action and then start to mimic
Runnin to the corner, the dice game is blazin
Lookin at the loot, it seems so amazin
Puts it short down, to be exact would bound
He shakes the stones in his hand, then he lets it down
Sared money don't make none
He threw a trip on the ace, now he's out son
Hits the local bodega to woof down a hero
Son is on a 'Midnight Run' like De Niro
Spots the shorty rock standin on his block
The thieves be handlin in the pumps,so he asked if it's not
Conversation that he kicked to the shorty was a sly one
Increased intensity, cause damn she was a fly one
Took her to the crib there she ran her gibs
About mind upliftment and bein positive
He yawned and he sighed til 1:05
Then he finally realized that hunny wasn't live
At least he didn't plan on buildin for the evenin'
Threw the Fila on the dome and said 'Come on yo, we leavin'
Came out on the scene as he told her to beep him
Saw his man Sam with the blunt in his hand
You know the transaction
Brothas gettin lost in the weed satisfaction
Comin down the block man loud as fukk
You would swear Redman was inside the trunk
As the night seemed darker, cops is on a hunt
They interrupt ya cipher, and crush ya blunt
See you left your work at home, so they pat you down for nuthin
Why in the hell does 10-4 keep frontin?
You push to the park, even though it's still dark
The kid is nice on the hoop, he said 'I'll spot ya troop'

Kylilin, Jedi Master

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