WITH THE DISC JOCKEY ROCKIN
THE SOUNDS START A POPPIN
PEOPLE START FLOCKIN
THE PARTY'S A TOPPEN
IZZY AND LIZZY
BOTH BUSY AND DIZZY
KNEE KNOCKIN
BEBOPPIN
HIP HOPPIN
TIC TOKIN
THEN IT ALL HAPPENS
CROWDS START A CLAPPIN
RAPPERS START RAPPIN
FINGERS START SNAPPIN
TOES START A TAPPIN
CAMERAS START FLASHIN
IT ALL SEEMS AMAZING
ONLOOKERS GAZZING
EYES ARE A GLAZING
THE JAMS ARE A BLAZING
SPIRITS ARE RAISING
THEN THE MUSIC STARTS PHASING
THE PRODUCTION'S A RAP
THE AUDIENCE CLAPS
WITH THEIR MOVES ON THE MAP
TIPS DROP IN THE HAT
IT'S TIME TO RELAX
TAKE A LOOK BACK
REMEMBER THE TRACKS
THAT MADE IT ALL HAP
TOMORROW THEY'LL DO IT AGAIN.
Michael E Harris
08082026
There were four men
searching for truth
They all knew
that sixteen hundred years before
Someone was asked
by a washing hands' man
to say what was the truth.
One of them
is on the tower of Pisa
which is still bending
since then
'cause he refused
to declare the earth is flat
to the clergy men
to the rappers of truth
Several miles away
another one is convicted
by other false truth holders
he has lost his wife
he's lost his goods
he's lost his freedom
and he's Lost Paradise
And Torquato
has been serving
for seven years through
in a madhouse
for his poetry was full of truth.
The fourth man lies
straight and tall
in the middle of a square
where his unfortunate harsh
took the place of the flowers
He seems to warn the passing-bys:
"Please, mind the truth!"
And what of poetry
Those muffled lies
Exposing truth
Hyphenated hucksters
Working the crowd
Barrel drummers
Echoing a distant rhythm
Hop-scotch rhymes
Keeping time
A rat-a-tat
Of Rappers rants
And what of words
Rekindled, reignited
Scorching sentences
Tortured by line breaks
Altering the meaning
Of repetitive rhetoric
Exploring the caverns
Of cryptic creativity
And what of poets
Wishfully wandering
A whitewashed wasteland
Searching the souls
Of passersby
Glassy-eyed warriors
In search of a cause
Blind believers
Sharing insight
Into a silent wind
Is hip hop the place for a spat?
Kendrick and Drake each see a rat
For whom should we root?
They're both rappers cute
And fans will snap to the combat
The doll who could was confident in every direction.
Her enthusiasm and excited joy spread like an infection.
The grumpiest grumps in the world could not stay mad
With the doll who could around and this made me glad.
I took her to school, I took her to the playground and work.
She went to the mall where rappers were starting to jerk.
They stopped spouting mean stuff and talked about candy, cotton.
She had that effect on people, they all stopped feeling rotten.
Oh, I can see it already!
And you know so, too.
Some rappers
Cutting their next album already
In the recording studio;
Scrambling to work...
George("Jorge"?) Santos
Into their lyrics,
In line that goes something like...
"Now, don't be tellin' fake tales like Santos!"
Each rapper wanting to be the very first
To release that hot single!
Date written: 01/20/2023
The man,
the actor, Will Smith,
turned himself
into a verb
with one stinging
"heard-around-the-world" slap
across Chris Rock's face
at the Oscar ceremony.
Whether he likes it
or not, he's now
a guaranteed verb,
at least in the eyes
of household-name rappers.
Some were Oscar attendees
Some were viewers.
Many watching from home
Quickly grabbed paper and pen;
They live for such moments.
I can see the rap lyrics now...
"Black on black, like Smith against Rock"
"Word to mutha, I'mma Will Smith the competition!"
"I done Smithed them wack MCs"
Oh, it's coming, believe me.
But from whom? Who will be first?
Drake?
Wiz Khalifa?
Eminem?
Perhaps Cardi B? Hey, you never know!
Stay tuned....
Assuming you're into hip Hop.
Date written: 04/08/2022
Gangsta rap gone awry
Critics and fans ask why?
Artist say it's an open market
Parent's say they're young, and the target
Rappers write for the buck
Teens listen and buy for their luck
Rap music was once focused towards blacks
Now that it's multicultural, watch your back
Rappers on the west coast and east coast
It's about who's turn it's to boast
Purpose of the message is to negate
Politicians should take action and legislate
Young people take heed, get an education
Your leadership is vital, to this nation
Accept some advice, find another way
Gangsta rap gone awry
6/25/21
Always tread carefully
Among spoiled or fresh dairy
On either side of any estuary
Days and nights where the weather varies
Can't be focused on the unnecessary
Must be in my genes, call it hereditary
All this other is temporary
And secondary
Thought for once, I could achieve something legendary
Lately, I've been spending most of my time at the cemetery
The air of death carries
An eeriness, Don't go digging things up
Certain things are best left buried
It's just something I shouldn't have to bring up
"Hello" Is there anybody there?
Doesn't anybody care
Part of my career has been in veterinary care
Beware
In life it's just never very
Fair
Been in a rut since February
Most these rappers soft serve Ben and Jerry
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
Come on down to Inclusive Town
We will throw you in by your knee or chin
Come on my friend, and you all are
Matter of fact,
Become our holiday star
Rappers, scrappers, mappers too
You are all welcome
Yes!
I do
Mean
YOU!
Come on down and pick up a fiddle
They are on the floor.
Also in a pile.
Grab one in the middle
Come on down to Inclusive Town
where the air is free, and the dirt is brown
Come barefooted, wearing your holiday tops.
The music is free, and it never stops.
Want to paint?
Easels are free along with paint.
Don’t talk right?
We love your “ain’t”.
Shoe-tapping music all over this place.
Inclusive Town open to every religion and race.
You have three eyes?
From a different planet.
This place is for you.
We’ll rename you Janet
Or Pete or Clover or Cockeyed Sue.
The main thing is, we are waiting for you!
i don't write poems like poets
or rap like rappers
i flow boats like rowers
talk what matters
wasn't raised on council estates
still a victim to down force weight
gravity pulls seeds from trees
it's a vertical growth without no treats
see how poetic wordings breathe
evading me in the verse and beat
as i rap beneath the expectations
a difference without explanations
tap my toes to extrication
set up camp an extra station
stuck with pens and pencils
this stationary cupboard ain't for me
won't buckle when standing tall
rising vegetation will reach the breeze
above and free
the highest tree
you be you and i'll be me
an artist of originality
harvesting brutality
I'll teach myself and I'll be me
and if you're you and true to thee
I'll see you and you'll see me
we'll be our own unlike the rest
and we'll be we, we'll be our best
“Take a serious topic like racism or immigration
grown rappers think its cool to talk about drugs but what are we teaching the younger generation.
Think about it, helping others causes no stress.
we can spend our money on pills but we cant feed the homeless.
Sometimes it feels like sin lives in me
other times i dont know what's fake and what's meant to be.
but that all the more reason to spread positive energy.
the right direction is helping others thats the first step.
people are gonna call you names just be yourself.”
Chicago's like a box of alcoholics
You always know what you're gonna git
gang bangers and amateur rappers
pick pockets and sidewalk crappers
trolls guzzling homebrew under a bridge
true story Joy france https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HxYk0VLv4GM, joy is the poet in residence at afflecks palace manchester its artisan market on like 4 floors , language is a bit blue if you click the link it is a rap battle
The one digit poet
That middle fingers super fast
always used first never last.
Shes the battle rapping grannie.
The words are fired from her lips
hardened rappers she as eclipsed.
Theres no mercy given or expected
from this battle rapping grannie.
Words are her stock in trade
other rapper should be very afraid
Joy France the battle rapping grannie.
The undisputed queen of Afflecks palace.
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