Long Rapping Poems

(Created using the bAbBlE sentence generator, various text excerpts, and a minuscule bit of human editing.) 

And she smells good without keeping all ...

Beef, sitting lonely on that lies floating on the tufted floor. "Surely,"...

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Dearest Sons
and dearest Cinderella StepSister,
I regret ways I have failed each of you.

From today's view of memory clips,
frames as farms of teaching-learning times,
my Great Lover Eldest, yet perpetually unfulfilled,
AfricanAmerican urban male Thug,
driver of van repurposing...

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After a hard day at work I come home
Hear my boy rapping the words to his headphones
Every bleep comes another bleep
As he keeps dancing to the beat
Come upstairs and barge through the door
Say to him,...

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Damn where is my mind at, striving and finding the best way to adapt,

            Collapsing the conditioning through written raps that never nap,

 ...

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I'm here rapping. 
All my fans their clapping. 
All the haters laughing. 
I don't listen to haters. 
Even if their bunch of dictators. 
People don't believe in me. 
Why should I be rapping for free.
I'm...

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Nobody lives in that house anymore
It was built to ridicule the poor
Nobody lives in that house anymore
They must have gone beyond the shore
The operator is no longer around
Greed has driven him out of the miserable...

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POTD 8th Jan 24


 NOTHING LESS ~ NOTHING MORE

The ambushed night when all was still,
Amidst the gloom, anxiety took my will.
Though the moon cast its calming glow,
shadows lurked in the night's dark flow.

As the final...

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'Twas a sound I thought alarming, most assuredly disarming;
Up I rose from peaceful slumber to discern what it might be.
While my candle flickered, wavered; whilst my heartbeat halted, quavered,
At my window I was favoured by...

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The People's Coop
is a warm inviting place,
for some
a reading and meditation
and arts practice and performance space,
for others
a place to ride sleek bicycles
with self-and-other improvement book racks
while peddling energy into the cooperative Grid,
sheltered by solar panel...

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They had his life story twisted as he plotted his death in advance
outsmarting his enemies evading cops and *****es
People hated him they wanted him dead
They said that he was good for nothing
Humiliated him showed him...

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March came in like a lion
And never let up, not really 
The children, Markie and Stu, spent most of their day outside
Except, as usual, for a quick lunch and a quicker hug

In the country, the...

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There is something in the human spirit that cries out aloud even in the middle of silence, there is something in the human spirit that is so deep that it connects with something inconceivable and...

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Everywhere "Charity" goes he brings his friend along" Sorrow ".
No good deed goes unpunished so it seems;  
Between friends  and enemies Its hard to tell the difference these days.    ...

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Black cat in the window
looking at the world,
lickin' on its mittens,
its tail unfurled.
Watching every bird
in the yard fly by,
watching every cloud
drifting through the sky.

Dog on the doorstep
squinting in the sun,
waiting for its owner
to get the...

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Sometimes, in the dead of night
When all our fast asleep
We are startled awake by a loud and pernicious
Rapping sound, a bang bang banging sound

Like someone, or something
Breaking through our front door
Ready to take us, devour...

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              The Night Soil Man

			I

		Nothing sticks to-get-her like turds
             ...

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I had a dream that Malcolm X, Martin Luther the King Jr., and Tupac
was speaking to me
Mourning on why our black’s folks are killing each other mourning because
our generation is getting worser
Mourning because they fought...

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  Oh, to be in Trinidad
when the hot scented currents flow,
  from East Dry River to Nariva 
chaconia and silk cotton tree grow.
  Where reaching palms whisper
across island reef and coconut lagoon,
...

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What happened to Hip-Hop, how did it end up like this? 
the biggest song on the radio is by a rapper who didn't write it
And the ones who do write they repeat the same 8...

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Talk is Cheap - Battle Rap

Yo, Ima outcheek you… gimme that mic,
I’m lethal, a viper ready to strike;
and it ain’t gonna be pretty – not ladylike.
Just gotta tell you straight up like it is…
Dude, you...

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 Gangster Hip hop is a perversion of poetry
a chant of rebellion, in notary,
serve me upon high times  noteworthy high ego 
malign a strategy to have you leggo your humanity 
and follow the not...

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Day-223 “I Am Your Constitution”

In the wee hours of the night
There came a pounding on my door
Up from my bed I rose

Who’s that pounding on my door?
Why are you pounding on my door?

 Wake up!...

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I will stop reminiscing over the 1700s when the 2000s stop mirroring the same values
plantations upgraded to prisons, chains to handcuff, masters to head leaders and coaches
shall I keep going!
Segregation to isolation, shacks to the...

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March came in like a lion
And never let up, not really 
The children, Markie and Stu, spent most of their day outside
Except, usually, for a quick lunch and a hurried hug

In the country, the darkness...

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>>1111>>The Alphabet 5-0<<1111<<

                      Right, Poetry Soup check it, before you wreck it,
  ...

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