myth> first, by making those comments, regardless if you meant them or not, you label yourself as a racist. second, even if the ignorent individual you were "conversing" with is a racist, don't answer racism with racism. that is simply inane and idiotic. finally, we members are all that much more stupid by you posting your moronic comments. i personally would like to thank you for serving as a living example of ineptitude and lack of intelligence, and showing the world, and this forum, that you are the type of person who should never be allowed to use the internet to spread your putrid, vomitous, bile of irrational thought.
again, thank you.
madsci
hip hop purist
Originally posted by madsci
myth> first, by making those comments, regardless if you meant them or not, you label yourself as a racist. second, even if the ignorent individual you were "conversing" with is a racist, don't answer racism with racism. that is simply inane and idiotic. finally, we members are all that much more stupid by you posting your moronic comments. i personally would like to thank you for serving as a living example of ineptitude and lack of intelligence, and showing the world, and this forum, that you are the type of person who should never be allowed to use the internet to spread your putrid, vomitous, bile of irrational thought.again, thank you.
madsci
hip hop purist
Well whatever. I was pissed at the guy and I said it so there is no taking that back now. I prefer to think of it as I was calling him primative. I actually have no problem with other races and I apologize to anybody I have offended.
Re: You Can't Spell Crap Without Rap!
Originally posted by DemonicSlayer
Does anyone even wanna hear rap music anymore? Its all about sex and drugs. At least metal is more interesting. I'm sick of hearing about rappers smoking up blunts and having sex with every ho. Like anyone cares! 😒
wtf Rap is awesome....Eminem, 50 Cent, Dr. Dre. If you hate them I don't know what drug you've been on maybe PCP....
Originally posted by amity75
I'm not a huge rap fan but you can't knock it. If its done well then it's faultless. Every genre of music has its shite bands. Rock music has Warrant for example. Rap should be listened to very carefully coz theres a lot of sense in there and it's important stuff.
Exactly what I'm trying to get too.
Re: You Can't Spell Crap Without Rap!
Originally posted by DemonicSlayeri love you
Does anyone even wanna hear rap music anymore? Its all about sex and drugs. At least metal is more interesting. I'm sick of hearing about rappers smoking up blunts and having sex with every ho. Like anyone cares! 😒
Originally posted by Myth
I hate rap and I hate the way rap lovers defend rap (most of the time). On a track trip I made a comment about the rap song to a friend and this other guy got all defensive. I said, "I hate this rap, all they are doing is throwing together whatever words rhyme together in a phrase." Btw: The song is all about where the guy would have sex with this girl and was as simple as saying rhymes such as "in a jicuzzi, in the back of a movie,"... etc. The guy turned around in the van and said, "Actually if you listen, they are actually saying words." I was like "No shit? I realized they were words (dumb ass is what I wanted to say), I'm just saying that they are taking any two words that rhyme and throwing them together." Then he said, "Actually there is meaning to this song." Again, I said, "Really? The one about how he wants to have sex with the girl and would do it anywhere? Thats a pretty weak meaning. It doesn't go in depth at all." This time his response was, "Us black people get a little something... its called pussy." I told him I was unaware that white people were asexual sense we apparently reproduce without getting "pussy." He then said that the population of white people is decreasing because they can't get pussy while black people do so their population is increasing. Now, I'm not racist, but I used racist back sense he started the racial attacks and I said, "Actually dumb ass, the population of whites is increasing but just not at as fast of a rate as black people. Thats because black people are primative beings and primative beings have to reproduce as much as possible to survive." I wanted to kill that son of a *****. BTW: I don't really mean that statement, I just used it as a verbal attack against an *******.
RAP SUCKS the old stuff was soso now its all full of bullshit whore ****ers
Originally posted by total metalhead
Oh for the love of god not another 'lets all trash rap' thread.I'm sure that soon enough you will meet a certain member called hockeyhorror, and I'm pretty sure he will advise you to listen to some underground hip hop before you make any judgements on a genre you have only experienced on a mainstream level.
I listen to some hip hop, and even though I have a limited knowledge of it compared to some people on the forum, I'm pretty sure I can tell quality hip hop from shitty gangsta rap (which is what your describing).
✅ well said ✅
Re: You Can't Spell Crap Without Rap!
Originally posted by DemonicSlayer
Does anyone even wanna hear rap music anymore? Its all about sex and drugs. At least metal is more interesting. I'm sick of hearing about rappers smoking up blunts and having sex with every ho. Like anyone cares! 😒
WRONG
Alias "divine disappointment"
my frustration aimed at what i created has me feeling discombobulated.
i hated the boredom, so i reinstated entertainment
for my well-being, now i'm seeing i made the wrong decision.
my project had appeared easy but had no direction and precision.
beginner's luck,
only up to recent times do i feel stuck.
i'm the only one to blame for things that ran amuck. i built up,
a universe that is now building me, you see
technological advancement is the creater now, and all things to be decided,
will have not even once touched my hands.
my quote unquote followers still constantly fill the stands,
on the so-called sabbath day, for years it's been this way,
but these people can't figure out,
whether it's the first or last day to pray.
they seem to think that i'm forgiving of all,
which means they have a scapegoat, if they happen to drop the ball.
i've been coined with various names, none of which to me are flattering.
they look to me for a guidance, but to me they do not matter in my eyes.
there's nothing i can do to help this situation,
when they have internal conflicts with their whole congregation.
they gather every week and speak of me in song,
these beings i created in this project gone terribly wrong.
chorus:
you all claim that you know me,
but you really don't, ever forgiving
you say of me, in reality, i really won't.
from the day i gave you life to your last annointment.
you have all been nothing but divine disappointment.
so now i'm stuck to figure out what i should do at this point and time.
these creatures think that there's an afterlife,
so they spend their life benign. they killed another creature years ago
that claimed to be my son, so now they mold their lives
after him and claim that he's the one.
the one that will save them, lead them to a new breath.
i hate to break it to them, "i have nothing for you after death."
so carry on if you wish unknowing, thinking breath is wind blowing,
magnifying light bulb is the sun, and tears of rivers flowing.
think that every bad thing that happens to you is at my will,
like bankrupcy, adultery, and the reason why others kill.
go on to be mislead as you have your entire life,
think that i'll somehow reward you for all your pain and strife.
i can't control destiny, where'd you come up with that notion?
there's no cure for aids, so don't even bother with that potion.
i didn't create the disease to punish others,
i didn't even make it, so if you have that frame of mind
you go ahead and break it.
i'm sick and tired of feeling responsiblity for all of you ungratefuls,
unwilling to share with the starving while you enjoy all of your platefuls.
even if i had the power to help you, i wouldn't even bother.
so stop thinking that i love you and stop calling me your father.
i didn't plan on you evolving into this mess with which i deal.
asking for my forgiveness when you lie, cheat, and steal.
what the hell do you want me to do? try and save yourself.
i can't help your marriage, chlldren, or status of health.
my problem's far away any of your so-called devastations,
like this oncoming war between the so-called united nations.
i regret making all of you, you make my blood pressure climb.
i wish i didn't make you but even i couldn't turn back the hands of time.
Sage Francis "Broken Wings"
she's a fairy with broken wings. i used to go watch her perform,
and if she hears me, i hope she sings the songs,
that had me goin' right back...couldn't find anyone in town to talk,
about how no one like that...should be confined to the ground we walk.
she glides...so much it seems like she floats and these folks,
decide...to crush her wings until they're permanently broke.
she'd ride...gusts of wind just by the way she spoke.
she cries...but loves to sing songs of freedom and hope.
on the east side...hustling, discussing things that we quote,
in shallow conversations as if we have deep throats.
we choke on our confusion, not sure if it's a heat stroke or if we need coats,
trading in our cheap jokes for c-notes.
i see notes being passed, i ask to see what these creeps wrote,
to find silly kids had flying privileges revoked.
ski slopes have been blocked off...they can't chance it.
had weights tied to her ankles, she most definitely can't skip
town. she's held down by the transcripts my hands grip.
i tried to tie her wings back on before they're once again clipped.
panic stricken...she'll remain stuck
on a titanic sinkin'...but she's tryin' to stay up.
change her plan, thinkin'..."it's okay." see this is strange but,
abraham lincoln freed the slaves in a way that kept them chained up.
i'd like to see her take flight into the stars,
instead of letting her fly free, they keep her in jars.
instead of letting 'em fly free, they keep 'em in jars.
i put my hands to the glass so hard that it might break the prison bars.
it isn't hard to see why they keep her captive,
she's naturally attractive, speaks with ad-libs, she's uncommonly talented.
ain't enough adjectives to do her disposition justice.
kids are wishin' for just a kiss and it's a mission to touch her lips.
they can't trust her with freedom of movement. that's a chance to lose her quick,
if she ups and splits, so you might as well call that discussion quits.
they have ways to keep her down. the government's underlings
enslave people in this town...especially if their culture's rich.
exploiting talents, making her do a bunch of tricks,
with the rest of the wingless imports, repeatedly told:
"you ain't a fairy, you just a *****!
with a butt that's thick...
so rub your ****...
and thrust your hips...
and suck my dick...
and run your shit...and run your shit...and run your shit..."
she's a fairy with broken wings, i used to go watch her perform,
and if she hears me, i hope she sings songs,
that had me goin' right back...couldn't find anyone in town to talk
about how no one like that...should be confined to the ground we walk.
when i was down in new york, she'd send me letters and i read her passages,
about how i left her to the savages.
no matter how sad that is, i didn't cry,
'cause it was only a matter of time before they'd figured me out and tried to strip my pride.
i knew the scoop...wish you could've seen the blueprints in my eye,
when i flew the coup, utilizing overground railroads in the sky.
it was live or die. let me let you in on this secret of mine,
me and you are different, girl...we don't even need wings to fly.
keep on singing. give it a try. give it a try.