[aspyre]

sorri i didn't realise ppl posted so quick! i swear the last topic was the apocalypse then i was chatting to my friend and typing a line every 5 min or so and then i posted and came back and I was like ARGGHHHHHHHHH coz it had changed! =/ my bad, sorri....

[Aura]

That was pretty tight Aspyre, don;t even worry about it being the wrong topic.

I'd like to peep some more views on the hip hop show perceptions though

[razorbrain]

witness the crowd bumpin,grooving to the music played/
drawing energy and excitement from every rhyme sprayed//
more than head nods and toe taps as i make my way to/
the front row, which gives me a stronger vibe and provides a great view//
as look look on, feelings get strong as i get hype/
whole body's into now and its feelin so right//
tellin tales so vivd like we been with him all along/
movin when he moves; mouthing all the word to his songs//
he's got this place in the palm of his hand/
people yelling, people screaming till they hardly can stand//
wave after wave of rhythm is running through me/
its like he's talkin to me; the feelin is truly unique//
slinkin across stage. spittin his rhymes so fluid/
get us into a fevered pitch the more songs that he's doing//
as an mc, he inspires, like this is way im a lock it down/
have people hang on my every word; roofs burn as i rock the crowd//
bodies sweat drenched, nearly drained dry, but ya love it/
almost eurphoric, im all for it, and place nothing above it//
we all wind down, as the last song plays out/
he says good bye, we all clap loud stay and shout//
then we bounce; already thinkin to the next show together/
this one i wont forget my first, a moment that'll last forever///

[Zodiak Stizo]

uuumm, hhhmmm.. oh yeah, change of topical topic

[flobotopics]

You are in the middle of driving to work when all of a sudden a cash delivery truck is getting robbed. describe the scene you see

[syndrohm]

on my way to work already late wit cars in the way/
im sorry to say today i hit a jam on the expressway/
the best way to go is to just get off now/
id spin off but how, finally found the next exit/
i took a left and waved to the traffic glad i finally left it/
drivin far fast and hard, took a right at the next street/
what do i see, an amoured car robbery in progress/
my guess is these are just money hungary pirates/
the scene is obscene, cars smashed through panes of glass/
lodged in storefronts, a girl got hit couldnt dodge the ford trucks/
all i seen on her face was pain, she would need way more than stitches/
as the police came they started takin hostiges in the au bon pain/
now im halted in the street, my hands off the wheel/
this robbery turned standoff and its the real deal/
all over somethin to steal, then i heard a crack/
all of a sudden i feel cold, i start to keel/
kneel down and land flat on my back as i fade to black/

[Zeke1]

these early mornin commutes got me drivin crazy
punks cut me off, think im soft, always tryin ta play me
it dont phaze me, laid back, drivin like im lazy
take the next exit, makin it to work just on time
light turns red, always pull up ahead of the line
my head turns to the right, and notice an unmistakable crime
two cats in ski masks, one with a gun to a gaurds head
eyes locked on the spot not movin like my cars dead
horns beepin, people screamin, i feel like im in a movie
starin as the action passes, while a gunman looks through me
points his gun and says he's gonna shoot me
unless i pull away, but my mind only strays
thinkin of ways i could possibly stop this
but was there something i could actually acomplish?
go to open the door, im gonna do somethin i figure
stand face-to-face, realizin i got no gun as he pulls the trigger

BROUGHT IT BACK...NOT TO GOOD BUT I TRIED...SO NEW TOPIC

your about to meet up witht his hot ass girl/guy, and they want you bad...but you have a girl...go through your feelings and what's gonna happen

[flobotopics]

hmmmmm zeke sounds familiar

the scene is set my palms are covered in sweat, i hope this date i won't regret
i go over the bad feeling of hurting my girl, but she won't find out she's halfway round the world
but i can't get over the guilt, until i see the lil lady who is very well built
i say hows it goin she replys while i notice her golden locks are straight flowin
this girl got beauty shes seems to be glowin, but i'm doin all this wit out my girl knowin
as i explain to her the good times about to be had, shes wispers in my ear "i want you real bad"
i ignore it a little saying we are going to dinner and a movie as i pull the car out she puts her hand down my pants and plays wit my puebies
i think this groovey, but if my girl found out i'd be fo sho dead
but come on fellas who can resist some road head, i come to terms wit myself and make it seem fine
we hit up the italian resturaunt eat good and drink wine
we gotta rush to the movie now cause its about time
the flick and this chic we're both real amusing
she got me rock solid by the way hers hands were moving
thought of my girl i'm losing as we go into her crib
but now month after i am regreting what i did
cause my girl left me and this chic has my kid


its a tough week. your older and your dad is like 80 and in a hospital bed. he knows its coming and so do you. he will die. do you "pull the plug" or let him fight and possibly suffer til he dies? this will be a tough one guys but can come off good

[Yosh One]

i'd never wish this on anyone, still, anyone but me /
anyone but you, dad, i'm still nothing but a seed /
Still far from germination, the knowledge and the wisdom /
light used to to shine through you and refract like a prism /
Always showed the right path, fighting for equality /
brought me up right, compassion and humility /
Oh Lord help me, my finger's inches from the switch /
can barely hear the shallow breaths, over the computer blips /
sound of your body clock ticking away, and you so far gone pops, i can't even tell if you're in pain /
or still sane, this ain't my choice to make /
i hear the voice of your timeless guidance dissipate, feeling hate /
For the world, your dad died when you were only fourteen /
you stayed healthy, coz you didn't want the same for me /
taught me kung fu, politics, plus history /
how we wound up here is a miytery /
when you were 17 you fell into a coma /
ever since then, you're never been afraid to die, soldier /
and you never believed in God, so I won't pray /
Instead I'll come and emcee at your grave, carry on your mission /
spread the word, that tradition's not the only way /
i know if you could talk now, you'd tell me you don't want to stay /
and no tears are gonna fall from my eyes, i won't cry /
Ride with the lions pride, like the man who prophesied /
Released from a world that rejected your goals /
I'll pass on the word, dad, immortalise your soul /
finger on the button, testimony to an earth gone bad /
i'd never kill a man, but i'd do it for my dad




shit. that was hard to do.


next topic? don't know if this one's been done but "you're in a plane that's going down, you know you're going to die" on a "life flashing before your eyes" tip. Dag nabbit I'm feeling morbid.

[Zeke1]

i seriously have to say that was the best verse i read on this site in a long time....that was proper man...real proper...

sitting in my seat, griping the arms tightly
right now i wish i would've said my prayers nightly
despite tryin to pray the plane still sways
i can't beleive im on my way to a watery grave
as i close my eyes time seems to stop
all a sudden im holding a mop
doing my chores like my mother would ask
then i find myself in my halloween mask
feeling the warmth of mothers hold
only four years old, it starts to get cold
the snow is falling and my memories are short
then i feel myself on the feild playing sports
running around never knowing what to do
i was a little free spirit thinking everythings true
i want to go back and be there right now
open my eyes to the scared screaming crowd
everything is a blurr everythings so loud
i can't belive this, is my lifes flashing before my eyes
i wish i could take back all those stupid little lies
concealing, revealing, in lifes funny ways
but i can never go back to those life giving days


damn...

ok...new topic.....You just got high for the first time in your room with a bunch of your friends, and you begin to hallucinate....what do you see, and how do you feel?...haha

[puertolumbian]

gettin high for the first time....


holy hell, i never thought i could see below these veils
back at the corner street relivin where my homies fell
im glowing still, is this real, or am i livin another fallacy?
so damn high, when i walk, feel like im crippin on a balance beem
trippin on some acid....weed, aliens and hobos is all after me
randomized pictures spreading on my walls whole canopy
i try to stand and see, if i left my room and if i plan to leave
this somethin new, maybe somethin i can do more than anually
my hands both bleed, i see mini me killin me wit a smile like a maniac
im back in space with half my face, i feel like my face changed black
i can taste the color 9, i can smell the number blue
continually trip on this is what some of you do
im dumbin too soon, until i finally snap back after this quick wizz
on the stage of my first show, "you up son. here sip this"
slowly snappin back, i think i can finally think on my own
damn, feelin like i got beetles crawlin all over my bones
"woah mang, i can really tell this yuh first time gettin blazed"
then i open my eyes, and im back in my room wit my friends sippin kool aid.....

lol. dunno. never got high before....but here you go:

"You wake up in the morning, do your daily routine. Everything's well, until you get home and see that your family's blood is all over the house and a message that reads 'You had it coming'. You know it's 'him'. What do you plan to do and describe your scene"

[Yosh One]

"my hands both bleed, i see mini me killin me wit a smile like a maniac" hehe what a line.





who's responsible for this atrocity? /
Cowardly killers, come after family, the humanity, why not me? /
Show your face... you pathetic excuse for a human being /
Decieveing, sneaking, you had me believing we weren't beefing /
Let me sink my teeth in, shit's raw, and yes I'm slipping /
Reality's cold fist is gripping, I'm tripping, mind's back flipping /
Douse myself in gasoline, grab a pack of matches /
Only way to purge myself, go outside, grab the hatchet /
I'm on some jason x tip scoping where you live, as sick meets cold /
ill as schitzophrenia, believe me, i ain't gonna leave you whole /
Devouring your soul, nah this ain't eye for an eye /
It's more like eye for a retina, see, I watched my family die /
inner eye clouded like never before /
a vendetta is formed, the blood hounds will gorge themselves /
my style's a voodoo spell as the clock strikes twelve /
deeper inside i delve, thinking "how should he die?" /
could pluck out his eyes, make it slow, let him survive /
your a demon in my eyes now, the inhuman tormentor who cursed me /
I'm on a killing spree, believe I'll show no mercy /





got the heebeejeebies now. urge.

next topic? something less heavy:

you get shipwrecked (for some reason) and are stranded on a desert island, describe your new life, and what you miss etc. are you homesick or are you glad to be away from it all?

[Reflexion]

Ah shit, the sun is fuckin blazing and I'm not Panama
My boogers aren't freezin so I know it ain't Canada
There's wreckage everywhere, I need a hug like teddy bears
But all of the passagers are dead, can't see nobody anywhere
What will I do? What will I eat? Will I just wither and pass away?
Or will I learn to fend for myself like Tom Hankes in Cast Away?
I hope I don't talk to dodgeballs and I hope I find some food
I can always just turn over and die, but I'm just not in the mood
I've always been a survivor, circumstance just confirms it
On the bright side I can walk all over and I never need a permit
This is where I'll live, damn it aint really so bad
I can think of shit more depth with this time I never had
But first thing is first, I need some food and some shelter
Some shade would be serving me nice cuz of all this swelter
What's that? A noise, sounds like a primitative beat
I run over to the hills to hear it better in nothing but my feet
A tribe is banging drums and dancing 'round a fire
They have a whole bunch of my shit and they don't look really tired
Going through a plethora of luggage with piles of dead bodies
I snap a twig as I move closer and then those people saw me
They said something in a weird language and I shuttered
By the way they ran after me I think it was 'get that motha fucker!'
I ran like police we're chasing me but them bitches ran faster
They tied me up over stretcher and they took me to their master
I screamed like a little bitch shouting shit in English
But them fuckers just laughed at me 'til me shouting was extinguished
They tied my over a fire and started to drop the rope
They beated loudly on the drums and I started losing hope
So then I did the only thing that Flex knew how to do
I started freestyling on that drum beat and those bitches listened too
They stopped my rope over the fire and they all took an ear
I was rhyming "I hate you motha fuckers and I hope death is near"
They didn't know what the hell I was saying but they admired my flow
So these painted bitches swung me off and then let me go
Now I live among them cursing them and they love it
They treat me like a God and always fill my stomach
The lesson here is obvious if ya payed attention my bros:
When almost set ablaze by some psychos just let out your flow
Curse their monkey asses and maybe you could go

ahah

[Bboy Jroc]

'flex, leave a topic.. thread's dyin' again..

[flobotopics]

how about your watching a movie and there is a part where the main character goes into a kitchen and the killer is there. well a lil later you got into your kitchen and its deja-vu. is the killer there? are you just scared for no reason? pretty open ended, lots of space to make something up