The summer Olympics in France
Send athletes to take their best chance
Snoop Dogg carried the torch
So games could be set forth
And rap make a global advance.
D’Angelo was a baa dass rapper
Cops suspected he was a kidnapper
A gal climbed into his van
When questioned by a g-man
Rapper claimed he was a ‘Whip-Her-Snapper’
his signature sound
in spoken-word poetry
rythmically chanted
rhetorical styles
unique form of expression
flow, theme to the ryhme
creative wordplays
freestyled live in the battle
lightly strike the crowds
~ a poem 'bout rap, which I do love too ;)
You had no money
We knew, that's not funny
To eat, To drink
Or to travel by bus
But now as a superstar, you got all
You pursued your dreams
And you see our screams
You are our rapper,
SUGA!
Cute thin long eyes
Which cannot tell lies
The soft smile of your face
Makes me happy, no matter what case
A kind loving heart
You had from the start
You are our rapper,
SUGA!
So lets start with the big ones Donald Trump
A c**t from every angle
Putin a prick
Boris a pudding eating itself
God and Devil
take the middle digit eternally
cia kgb nasa society
F**k you all respectfully
Rappers are just reading poems fast in a funny accent
What happen when you put 52, 310 tons of metal in water?
It sinks titanically yeah seen that one coming
Lets split the atom what could go wrong
Shadows wear the wall
Never again should be our call
Back to my rant
Hope Karma Fate universe and its multi-gates
ever iota of every piece of every piece
A Scottish you has none that can imitates
Up on stage reigned Mista Shuga Wugga
Rapped in his unique style of RAPZugga
Mostly misunderstood
He sat right where he stood
No one ever tried to outdance Shuga
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Help me Lord Jesus, I can't do this on my own
I tried so many times but it feels like I'm all alone
My spirit feels weak and my flesh so strong
It is totally opposite to Your Word, I know that it's wrong
Posting a lot of rap songs as if I'm a celebrity
Unknowingly putting Your name to shame, stealing all Your Glory
I'm just a mere human composed of filth and dirt
But Your Grace covers me and all of me that hurts
I'm crying profusely while writing these lines
Help me not to steal Your Glory coz I'm not Divine
I'm just a Christian rapper writing down some lines
Oh, Please Lord, mold me into Your intended design
"RAPPER PAPI MARIO VITALE REACHING THE MASSES by MARIO WILLIAM VITALE" Poetry.net. STANDS4 LLC, 2017. Web. 25 Dec. 2017. .
This is a dedication to the greatest rapper of all time
The one with the NY state of mine
He released his debut album in 1994
I was 2 years old, But Hip-Hop had never heard an album this amazing before
It is considered to be the greatest Hip-Hop album of all time
Personally I prefer It was written, he's the man who told me, no idea's original there's nothing new under the sun
He rapped a story in reverse, and also told a story about a gun
He's taught me more life lessons than any teacher could
Told me I can, he's one of the reasons, Hip-Hop is the music I love
In 2006 he said Hip-Hop was dead, in 2010 he made a collab album with Damian Marley
Some kids won't like him, because he doesn't make music for parties
He's the rapper who needs one mic
He's better than every rapper living and every rapper who died
He said the world is yours, but we all know Hip-Hop belongs to him
He always creates something magical when he touches the pen
This is my tribute to the greatest rapper of all time
Nas the one with the NY state of mind
You won't understand this if you don't listen to Hip-Hop music
But Nas is the greatest to ever do it
i think ill become a rapper i've always known to rhyme
words come out of my lips so easily
Cause when im rapping its like i flow through time
the words flow so fast some sleazily
im going to destroy the rap game
the police and everything
i dont really care
i just want to make my way out of the hood
they say they don't play
this is a newday
they rap and slap
into there music
the feeling
some it not appealing
theyer not mapper
they are
RAPPER
I have two sides to my ability much wickegery,
Sometimes i be on deep space nine with unlimited imagery,
My mentality is too far gone you cant catch it,
Im a poet and a rapper combined my mind wont let me forget it,
Sometimes i start off in a song format and i resist it,
I want the poet to supercede my thoughts cause thats the ticket,
I love to write a song and a poem i love to do them both,
In a Poem you can walk through my life its me and you up close,
Its all poetry though whats different is how you deliver,
Its like a fight between what fake (hiphop) and whats real (poetry) i need a mind sitter,
Its a everyday struggle with words i need to decide,
Which of the 2 thought processes im gonna run with and take that ride.
this is real life
this is late night posted by the street lights
i had to take my life into my own hands, i'm not a child
live my life like a grown man, i take a bow
cause i made it through the trails and tribulations, was trapped
holdin' crack vales, duckin' incarceration, relax
cause i'm smarter than the hardest rapper, he too emotional
i'm like a hood college rapper, you take it personal
i'm asmatic, i gotta addict in the hallway
he said for a gram he'll merk you in the doorway
but don't blame, that's the way the streets raised us
ridin' to church wit a fiend on the same bus
i'm dead broke, got no change for the church cup
a tight suit, old shoes and they blame us
so how they figure that the drugs won't 'gon change us
when daddy drank all the money that they gave us
my uncle stealing out the house like he hate us
he buyin' crack but police wanna cage us
i'll get it back when i cop me some powder
cook it up, then i hop in the shower
bag it up, now the block is my power
$20 for a half a gram
i done the work, cop some groceries to feed my fam
i know it hurts when your mamma gotta be the man
i'm from the dirty, i'm much more than a rapper man
You, my friend, are milky white
You are the best rapper there ever will be, despite
You are a musician from Mammoth Inc.
And the music is funnier when you drink
You consider yourself "The Good Reverend"
However, never shall you be a Godsend
You are nevertheless extremely old
And with the ladies you aren't quite bold
My advice would be: stay away from cops
And likewise tobacco shops
Yet, My friend, You are the best
And I would have to say, I am truly blessed
it's my own philosophy
and i believe it's true
one cannot be a rapper
unless they have gone through some drama
that one finds hard to cope with
any kind of scenario that torture our souls
that's what we rap about
like poverty and ridicule
ask me about it
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