Best Wap Poems
I'm not a poet I just rhyme a lot
Orgasmic flow, I just find the spot
Your favourite artist's ghost writer wishes he could write the lines I jot
I'd rather gain new treasure, you try to find what's lost
"Panda panda panda" I'm not going to dress it up I hate desiigner
Most of my punchlines get slept on like pyjamas
Ex told me I carry my pad like it's a bible
I apologize if you find that Blasphemous
The world tried to take my voice from me, and my pad became my advocate
Approaching me when I'm holding a pen is hazardous
I could chop my arms off and still out write you, I'm that passionate
I haven't even gone fully lyrical
I could start going multi syllable
Making sure every bully hears it all
As payback for when they were making me feel worthless
I grew stronger and could very easily go and make them feel nervous
But karma will get them, so Why waste my time?
Put my heart in it every time I create a rhyme
If it's an eye for an eye, then let's turn ourselves into Fetty Wap
But I'm just trying to create an easier future, because I've had a heavy past
I already know I have a lot of better writes
But this was just a lyrical exercise
Categories:
wap, funny, rap, write, writing,
Form:
Free verse
li-du dop
dewy dop
dedeedle-de dew wap pow dedow
yeledeledetelelly elly welly kapowzowwwwwwwww
shlibibidy dingalingadingwingringasingajinglejangle
jibbidy
jelibidy de skizzity
skezzak (PAK) skezzak (PAK)
skabededakaralaka de daka faksnakrakkidy dak knack fat
shefrinklededinkledy dew
de dew dew dew dew wew de dew wew we dewwew dewdedew
ye, dedew dedew
i pick my nose for you
flantaba-de-daba-dedew
de-dew
Categories:
wap, nonsense,
Form:
Got ya mind on yo money & ya money on yo mind
On time we kick it like right
Got hommies in the street rock rhymes right
Still Fetty Wap still on top got his gene in the game
Comes back for mo fighting fortune & fame
See ya on the flip side cheese
Break down rhymes falling to ya knees
Got rocks in his socks in the music scene
Flippin no burgers down to his means
Still the money is on the table
This is no mother goose type of fable
Eating filet o sole fresh fish is his favorite dish
Flying higher then a bird in the sky
Got rappers today but Wap's the tops
Buggy down with the socks like Scott Lerock
Old school new school that's how we rule
Sharpen your arrow and point it to the sky
Got free stylin today out living the lie
With more junk in the trunk then a New York mile
Giving props to the cops as they hit the beat
Smoking fat blunts with the stereo popping
Some look to Snoop but that is fine
Suckas with gun can kiss my fat behind
Staying in line with a baseball bat in hand
Everyone can't take a just trying to stick it to the man
Categories:
wap, africa, allusion, anti bullying,
Form:
Free verse
Colours chatting. Charts cantering. Divine decanters are in no way an explanation in a bowling alley or on a pool table. Snooker a sock. And land in nets. Flashing flesh fishing faint frog eyed frames. Google stared. Fornicating with a fingerless unisex wandering cue. Very upright. Rigid body. Wow. How rather radical then. However a peapod in a ballet dancing costume could wreak much havoc on a bombed table painted green. Such gravitational quality. Weary wap I'm a tight organisation says a mop with a bucket sailing on the a54. Trade deals drape divinatory domineering deans. And deans are daring demonic dragonflies who hunt in large packs. So always aim true. And get the angles correct. Measure. To be sure of a knock down. Pocket a pocket a pocket a pick. And ten to the dozen. Drowning. Tick tap tapping trap tape. And a very long luxurious tapestry in a bath. Informational purposes. Poliomyelitis z
Categories:
wap, analogy,
Form:
for I exist as a vapor
then I am no more
tranquility with whispers
inside the corridor
instant gratification to some
wonderful personifications
we exist as nomadic herdsmen
drifting away in the desert
Jesus was a sailor when he
set forth on the water
called out to Peter to meet him further
in every circumstance
we shall learn
to take part in the dance
nothing comes by chance
walk with me come take with me
one hand to hold a heart will bleed
many running to & fro
hearts exposed through the duration of time
signs on the wall want you to be sure
not everything is pure
we bask in the vast expanse
between that of space & time
with perilous times ahead
the thought of the walking dead
hiding behind the false garb of compromise
can't we see through those Satanic lies
see more joy from that of a girl and boy
everyone got the latest gadget and toy
news of the street going to start a beat
Drake is going to sing again then Big Pun
a new day has just begun as
Scotty Piipen has long sense been retired
Eminem doing free style taking it to the extreme
Fetty Wap burning up the scene
yet I see more joy in lovers on the beach
trying to catch that frisbee so far out of reach
with a blink of an eye time passes you by
some call it fate with a new Rolex in hand
the factory worker has left unspoken
Trump has left his ivory tower with just a token
billboards post of the latest news
two hundred dollar pair of shoes
satin sheets and love so devine
J. Lo looking nice with her new behind
Beyounce & Jay Z
life can be a big mystery
coming apart at the seams
love is the essence of my existence
learn to shun the resistance
out of every circumstance learn to
take part in the dance
with fly by shootings out in the street
try to greet your neighbor that's so out of reach
Categories:
wap, america,
Form:
Free verse
My mistress' eyes are nothing like a 40
Watt full spectrum LED bulb;
Doritos are far more red than her lips' red;
If Teslas be white, why then her organs for nourishing babies are dun;
If hairs be USB cables, USB cables grow on her head.
I have seen Monsanto patents damasked, red and white,
But no such intellectual property see I in her cheeks;
And in some volatile aerosols is there more delight
Than in the exhalation that from my mistress is unmentionably unpleasant.
I love to hear her powerful voice, yet well I know
That WAP hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go (except when I became too old for parental controls)
My mistress, when she stalks, kneads the earth like a cat.
And yet, by Hubble’s image of The Pillars of Creation, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
Contest: Parody of a famous poem
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
Dec 21 2020
Categories:
wap, funny,
Form:
LOST dreams slide insensibly toward madness of dreams -- you close your eyes shut your wooden windows to life ~~ your dilated eyes drowning in a violent ocean.
Mister, you forgot your hat but now days no one wears them good day Sir. Oh, froth from your mouth falls pouring the overlow of your head without moorings of your paralyzed tongue. How you got me thinking, "wasting my time."
Outside your heart the citizens of a lost world await tensed up toward your hallucinations.
You let me down.
If we had a world of our own, everything would be nonsense ~~~ so way way down inside curiouser and curiouser! Rabbits and Cats oh whoo!
We were fooling then like double death swift dying of mingled breath an evaporation of unknown strange perfume between souls in a naked room called Love ~~ a telephone.
And still I ask are you the same? How are you feeling? Don't you realize the things we talked about like dreams -- i'd brush summer by with half my smile so half spurn.
Housewives do, a Fly they do like black magic.
If i look into the skies I could with you within a year. I'd wind months into balls and put them separated into drawers by centuries, delayed.
Subtracting, wondering why (that you were mine, I was never yours in time-twilight) i'd toss it yonder, like a defunct mind and choose Eternity.
Okay. So you never answered and I let it ring a bit longer.
Like the shadows of forevermore that will not speak, "it stings."
Oh wap doo duh hop no side dreams between telephone lines.
Oh, hot wax on my third eye it left a mark ~~ it's how I knew I could have loved you.
:: 07.07.2022 ::
Categories:
wap, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Changed my name to Jorge when I moved to Florida...
You don't want to get familiar with me.
Above the teachers, there's a principle, you see?
You don't want to get familiar with me.
Categories:
wap, abuse, addiction, bullying, corruption,
Form:
Didactic
Bedazzled
that's how it hits you
all important WHAP SLAP look at that
coloured lights bling
and place your faith in
fixation on yet another political criminal
Bedazzled
shazam
sham or scam
will save you as you walk through
the plagiarized passages of doubt
yep
for sure
there is a way out
and a place to place your faith
in a tangle ball of wool
the felonious cats have played with
Chew yourself on that dry hairy fur ball
Claws of rhetoric
BAM WAP WOW
dazzles sycophantic
tells you every-think you think you want to hear
and put all your trust here, there, everywhere
and chomp on the placebo
of yet another political criminal
Different face
same photo-fit voice
burbling, fur-balling, the same old words
your introduction into their criminal world
KAPOW KABANG
bedazzled
and you're falling for it all over again
the collusive world
destroying the lives of every single human
Chew yourself on that dry hairy fur ball
Categories:
wap, political,
Form:
Free verse
part 2 of 2
8 No Love in the Heart of Town
Hot summer day
Fetty Wap heavy rotates
Done pretendin' to find a God charades
Besides feelin' not havin to try, nothin's changed
Jumped in 1 after another place
Robbed different ways
Just lookin' for that hazy summer lake, under the tree shade
9 Sunset
Frequencies and wavelengths
Through certain rivers human waste fish
Grassland swamp gasses on the way out the Secaucus train lift
I guess for what time'll forget to say, you shouldn't've waited
10 Texts
Your skin's got tanned more than a bit beige
Past this time before we've stayed
It's already dark
A mess my room and head are
I'm just layin' down in bed
The air conditioner's to the coldest set
My phone plays music that I'm listenin' to on my chest
This heart pumps the sqwak's of seagulls at sundown but you could feel the stress
Then as well, the smallests of moments spent'll carry on in our steps
A couple of flashbacks stuck of what you had said
I reach for the chilled water and receive a notification of 1 of your texts
We met the loneliest of nights in a cold winter
Those summer vibes have been 'er
She's a girl just like you but brown
Ever findin' her I'm not sure of in my small town
11 Anime
Iriko dashi in the air from a miso soup steam
On a table's unsweetened green tea
Black wave curl locks shag on tan skin
Black, a bit round and square frames tipped over half shut brown eye's lids
A light grey hoodie and burgundy joggers transition from Osaka to skater fit
12 Skateboards, Weed and Rap
"Yo, yo, it's the cops, run's!" not what i ever tried to hear
Gettin' busted for somethin' so mere?
How times wasted findin' better deals, you'd think it took place by the piers
Now, it's not so much of the dream it would be, that it's near
Categories:
wap, 11th grade, deep, feelings,
Form:
Rhyme
brakka-brakka-brak
Captain America is holding them back!
With a zap, wap, whapp and zappp
He's trying his best not to snap
His shield will clang, kapanng and taaanng
while his body boangs, kapanngs and bwangs
Watch out for the sleeper who walks with a thoom
he'll get Cap with a boom, thwoom and bar-ooom
But our man can outlast the thuds, woofs and crunches
he'll wham them and give them whummpes
Categories:
wap, appreciation,
Form:
Couplet
It was a day of jubilation when
The alligators came to tea
Though I didn’t quite like
The way they looked at me
A Jungle Jazz Combo played
Do Wap free and loose
As we all celebrated the day
Of the inter species truce.
The chimps played the brass
A gorilla sang deep bass
While the giraffe conducted
Them to a cracking pace.
The lion sat there with the lamb
Ominously licking his lips
As he licked the brown sauce off
A large plate of chips.
Wolves, Hyenas and Hippos
All shared the same plate
As the truce continued in
A very uneasy state.
They fired a starting pistol
Ten minutes before the end
To give them chance to escape
From any new found friend.
Certain of the guests
Departed in a run
At the first crack
Of the warning gun.
I really didn’t like the way
The alligators looked at me
As we declared at end
The first inter species tea.
Although I was quite pleased
With the way it went
I don’t think we’ll be
Making It an annual event.
It took me nearly a week
To clear the mess from the scene
So it was as spick and span as
Though the event had never been.
Categories:
wap, fantasy, fun, how i
Form:
Rhyme
Spin Master
Check one on the mic I'm about to bite
a victim of race spread out your Peyton place
let me take you down to the hood
this is where you get the real lessons in life
Hustlers pimping their rides
bitches screaming cause their fix is dreaming
the place where you get the good blow
I should have come here years ago
out of its silence its a game of violence
guns being drawn out in your face
for some its a social disgrace
still you can learn about how true rap pops
boogy down to your socks just like Scott Lerock
its their you will sift through the latest trends
such as Fetty Wap blowing up the scene
then their are those people who are very mean
the streets can either make you or break you
For me I'm a spin master in my social disaster
Breaking down rhymes in my frying pan
Sticking up for the one's who say," Yes We Can"
Instead of keep sticking it to the man with the plan
You need a heart that's filled with gold
So you will do what you are told until the very rights to you are sold
It's like a jungle sometimes but it makes me wonder
blasting out tracks like Stevie Wonder
your a bundle of joy out holding your own
paying the bills cheap thrills in the back of the car
Learn from your mistakes son & it will make you go far
Only one life is soon to be done only what's done out of love will last
Nobody get a free pass we all have free will
Rap is for winners turning sinners to saints
turning hate to love from the warm hand up above
so keep your dope joint clean if you know what I mean
a winner is just another loser that falls down but gets up & gives it one last try...
Categories:
wap, age,
Form:
Free verse
who was blessed with the gift
with a wap back bone of iron
the man that doesn't mind
a God given gift
to his painless conscious
Categories:
wap, rude,
Form:
Free verse