Rap Attack July 2008 SUBMIT HERE!

Laker · #1 07-10-2008, 12:30 PM

Welcome to the July 2008 BigMusicBoard Rap Attack - Get ready to drop you're verses and take home some cool prizes.

The Details:
The rap can be as short or as long as you need to express yourself to the other BigMusicBoard members. Try not to let you're flow be wack - just let go - the most important thing is that we dig it!

Entries are open from now until the 31st July, and you can submit multiple entries. The limit is 5 entries per person.

The Rules:
Keep it clean people and keep the love for you're other members - no disrespecting, the rap can be as long or as short as you like, as long as it's banging, you can enter multiple times but you've gotta submit each entry as a new reply.

How To Submit Your Raps:
To submit you're entry you just gotta reply to this thread, just hit new reply, paste you're rap in then hit Submit!

We are cool like that!
Since we are cool like that we figured we would keep our game hot with the prizes. So 1st place gets a Playstation 3 and 2nd gets a iPod Touch.

Laker · #2 07-10-2008, 12:32 PM

Get submitting dudes.

{|Mario|} · #3 07-10-2008, 02:13 PM

Angels demons tears of blood humans always cries above/
Merciless is not his way vicious wolfs are peoples love//
Creatures winds and many things bacteria and viruses/
Is this us or is it breath carries us no minuses//
Has our titles pass away always hate is on his door/
Harmonies is so backwards but defeats bring us more//
Months and months time is fast smokes up humans little static/
Haters listen it’s for fakes their lies tell us that he’s had it//

Laker · #4 07-11-2008, 08:37 AM

Get submitting dudes.

Endivisual · #5 07-16-2008, 11:45 PM

remember those days when being black was a torture..
they had to have mlk and rosa parks set this land forward..
but today, hip hop listeners misjudge being african..
they think it's all about slang, guns, and being arrogant..
they just dress clothes, talk the walk, almost as fake as a manican..
rappas talk about what they see, and not what's actually happenin..
cuz in reality there's gun charge, racism..
teenagers hustlin, old people rapin 'em..
youngsters got a dream and tries hard, keep on chasin 'em..
but the only way out is usin they ass and keep shakin it..
cuz it's either gettin ya ass kissed, or gettin ya ass kicked..
but see, the ass kissin part seems to be the only thing that ppl think rap is..
gettin paid, stackin money, buyin cars and whips..
buyin clothes but to hoes take off they bras and strip..
actin hard and shit, with a flawless fist..
hip hop is becoming an embarrasement because of this..
public pointin fingers at the same direction..
that they kids are listening to and parents don't pay attention..
so whose fault is it really, the rappers or the guardians..
the rappers just talk about their daily life but the kids turn it on when they partyin..

nickateen · #6 07-20-2008, 05:09 AM

You aint gotta ask,
if you do your throat'll get slashed as fast as our beef'll get smashed,
i'm back like a blast from the past and one day or anotha brother your
gonna realize that i'm the king of rap,
whos life cannot end, no need to pretend i don't need a fancy benz,
all i need is my friends who'll never leave me,
because they need me, as much as i need them,
i don't need to be fat i don't need to be thin
all i need are my skills that'll get me where i need to be and when;
i'm not one of those fags that creates a song that goes with a dance,
or has a clothing line that puts little gay wierd designs on the back of they're pants;
I know who to mess wit and who not to mess wit,
and me myself i cant be messed wit and can't be touched wit an idividual,
cause I'm unpredictable but u bustas is predictable and you'll get broken
faster than your wack ass rituals.

nickateen · #7 07-20-2008, 05:35 AM

I wait and do nothing every single week
playing NBA 08 i'm on a 50 win streak
my homie drives a camry but got shot in his feet
so he cant drive cause he'd rather sleep in his sheets
got holes in my sneaks and a bunch of dents in my jeep
I'm gettin it detailed but i failed to get it cheap
wearing khakis and a white t walkin up the street
gotta pay my debts, i'm fly like planes jets and helicopters
and i end up spittin out more sentences than a teleprompter
so after i pay my bills nothin left to do but go back home and chill
with time to kill i get on xbox live and i'm in the lobby still
for all i know i could be playin with bill cosby hell
i like video games got the best ones from NFS carbon to splinter cell
i'mma eat now is it 8 or 6 i don't know cause im to cheap to tell

nickateen · #8 07-20-2008, 07:38 AM

It's not just blacks it's not just rappers it's all of America
crooked managers, traffikers, turn ya neck they'll bury ya
It's a horrible world but we learn to somehow live with it
stalkers kids get thrown it in their own lockers in a minute
just cause rappers say it on their song it don't make it fake
some of it is real their friends get killed with no mistake
but for the rappers that do lie they should know it's useless
i don't agree with all rap i think Mike Jones is pretty stupid
a lot of rappers rap about all their cars clothes and cash
they got the luxuries in life while we can barely buy gas
it's sad it's a shame but we cant change people's minds
it's a futuristic matter and i disscuss it through my rhymes
so in conclusion i'm outta here like a prioria maveric
but this is the rap that matters the other 2 were just practice

RellRoad · #9 07-21-2008, 05:27 PM

Ayo these rappers is runnin on e with they skills
But they full of ish like a public toilet
With loose lips stapled to it like a broken faucet
The tool spits, acres to fifths, I'm a gunaholic
Now who's this, tape on his wrist, in my trunk, assaulted
yo-yo blazin ya chick cuz she double jointed
Chest out like the chains and the whips got covers on it
Look, I was born to rhyme heavy, gimme a sec
My albums'll fly off the shelves like books in haunted libraries
You peoples don't want no parts of me, you pelic folks
Astrologists couldn't beat the felle peakin through tellescopes
Foes get killed, hold the steel, close the deal
Aim at your knot and hit the spot like a home cooked meal
not from South Shore, you know its real
Boys are buttons up in the social clubs, toastin up, like rell's flows ill'
I did the hustle thing, coke, hammers, and kush bags
But I rather jump in the booth and open this can of whoop ass
Flow heat, don't sleep, i ain't the man to look past
Take these dummies to school with toasters packed in my bookbag
These guys is getting my money, goin up in Jucks cash
I keep em on their toes like they're strollin barefoot in smushed glass
and i miraculously, actually practically smash MCs
Tarnish artists, expose these rappers and cook ash, what

RellRoad · #10 07-21-2008, 05:40 PM

These MCs callin themselves New York's nicest, they hit same haze and flap lips
Talk's challace, beef dislocate like bad hips
These birds don't spit great, they get defaced like scratched fifths
I heard your mixtape, this ish is a waste of blank disc
It's God's gift, spit flows swift
These fradulent fruity dudes is faker than silicone tits
Gully like Avenue U, Itilian dudes with burners out
Skully, they clappin the tools, silencers screwed to murk em out
Hitman for hire, snipe your way for cash
grab ya girl like a tiger in the grass, and snatch that ass These maggot's ain't tough, matter fact, they got it all backwords
Like sdrowkcab lla ti tog yeht (Read it backwords) yo
I'm a yong don, got the world on a string on my finger
Sittin on a rainbow, s****tin on rap singers
Like a piff in a third jail, writing hits while your words frail
My words electrifying like I pissed on the third rail
Don't go invest in rhyming, I got lyrics that hurt sales
When no begets, diamonds shine like crystals in burnt bells
You live like you worth mills, but you're stunting with your father's papers
I got more whips and chains than a dominatrix
Get em close range and roast them with a mac
Let the beef rest like six months and blow em off the map - Clap Clap-