This one's for all the topical heads. Get some practice in and flex those creative muscles alongside your fellow writers.
Guidelines:
- Write to the given topic and leave one in return for the next man in line.
- 10 line minimum, no max.
First topic - art imitates life
...
The we see art, like these marks
On a pad reflection the streets heart
But Im street smart, I know the biz
Walking around with my back tatted showin' kids
They frozen stiff, posed within the nosy wind
Robotic state of mind, takin time
Pointin' my head towards the sacred shrine
The graves inside of the crazed who died
Rural vision on display, seein' the painted thoughts
Tainted rocks like the pain it rots
Next topic: Indescribable
topic: Indescribable
you can't explain what lacks the words for description
diagnosis flow you'll read and need a bigger prescription
keep the critics confused, and magazines in an awe
sports announcers having trouble trusting what they just saw
so scartch ya head, cuz the verbs to make it make sense, are gone
everyone grabbed a pencil but no image is drawn
so how do you talk about it, when there's nothing to say
you hooked up all of ya speakers but dont hear shit when it play
just let ya mind, take in deeper thought and gather the words
its so fantastic once you heard it then you know its absurd
NEXT TOPIC: concrete
The Birth Of Creation
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Storyteller | Cr@$h | JMS | Meth | Celph Taut | Messiah | Bstill | Fatal
Topic: Concrete
I’m seizing the moments trying to actualize my dreams/
Digging my own path because understanding lies beneath/
Learn to naturalize beliefs that an active eye can see/
By cementing my perceptions, with rationalized beliefs/
Strategize my plan of life with truth that is concrete/
Thought is foundation; can’t be fooled by my heartbeat/
I'm screwed to the car seat; life driven by soul-purpose/
Its a free-thought movement; a frictionless road surface/
Topic: Isolated
Lyrical content shinin' a light to hidden subconscious subjects
Try not to take this metaphysical text out of context
Just imagine it, don't exaggerate it
Abstract concepts; perplex, mirrored life, the hidden truths it reflects
Trying to make sense from these thoughts I flex
The pieces from my past, one recollects then disects
Food of thought for one to digest, keeping my feelings in check
To rise to the test to make some real progress thru projects
This goes beyond lyrical entertainment...
It’s pretty ingenious, ain’t it?
Don’t take life to serious; kissing destiny with lips so imperious
Life can be amazing and not so confusing
When I take the time to explain it
I can write anything about everything and create somethin’ out of nothin’
Poetic idiom, synchronizin’, then generalizin’, realizin’ that...
Jealousy is a disease; it can hurt one much...
Makin’ them harder to trust...
Probably why I isolate myself from the sheepish bunch
Negative thoughts tears em’ up from the inside
So I spit rhymes for 'em to use my words as a crutch
Creating my "Get Well Soon" cards
... with versus spoken from the heart that touch
Sending my Sympathies like Poetic Symphonies
I have my own podium that I lean upon, from which I speak from...
Like a spark, I light up in the dark, forever my words shine on…
What dreams may come… on this inner journey to Zion.
Sincerely...
Daughter of the Rising Sun
Topic: Success
Last edited by Daughter of Gaia; July 18th, 2011 at 11:40 PM Reason: topic
InFecKted Mushroom
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I want something more and nothin less, i always go for the best
My goal is to own wealth, flow with finesse and top the rest
So i invest in business first before i please my flesh
I increase my bet and tighten my belt when i attempt
I dont wanna be a beggar starving to death for lack of bread
Or kicked out the apartment cause i cant afford the rent
Thats why i hustle dry or wet to make sure my pocket swells
Dip my bucket down the well so i can fetch the hidden gems
Cleanse the dirt and dress my princess with glittering pearls
Dont wanna live in distress, just happiness and success
Topic: the brevity of life
The brevity of the soul is wit, life is what we truly make of it
So now I spit only logic, smoke chronic feelin' celestially cosmic
Stupid fucks only believe we live once and then we just die inside
I've been reincarnated many times, remembering Orion drenched with crime
Pleiades is where humans got their start, Sirius taught us how to grind
Now I came to Planet Earth, learned to reason thru rhyme then seal my mind
I got wisdom flowing thru my bloodlines since Atlantis built it's shrine
Unlike Vincent Van Gogh, I learned to turn my sorrow into a heart of gold
Now I paint my dreams to unfold thru thought, consciously mold my chateau
My mind is pure, my flow so fresh and so clean, six-sense is beyond keen
My brainwaves vibrate thru harmonic means to create my many rhyme schemes
Living with passion, my mind's a magnetic attraction to psyche reaction
Life is prophesy like chronological succession thru idiomatic expression
Topic: Hustle
Last edited by Daughter of Gaia; July 23rd, 2011 at 12:06 PM Reason: topic and color
InFecKted Mushroom
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there's a war in my head between the bright and parts pretty dark
whether i should be selling or running far in the hard city park
whether i should be varsity or commit larceny this is harmin me
its hard to see the negative when green is whats meaning all to me
this currency is torturous and when its flowing freely you glow
knowing the power in the stack that you hold affects your actions alone
packing a bowl lets you relax, just sit back and chill
but if it slows reload the gat click clack and kill
and those are real thoughts even if you dont pack the steel
im acting real but acting's just that so my acts revealed
keep what means the most behind your back concealed
for real, in all reality even when youre hot just chill
it will.. loosen your chest and numb just some of the stress
cause you hustle too hard you might run out of breathe
plummet to death then it's all black and nothing is left
n/t haters
im awkward on purpose because i hate people
follow me on twitter: @NobleCAM_JR
just a quickie...
burning hate, displayed as rage
luring bait, conveyed in a cage
waive to em, watch the temp raise
see they condem...but they vent dismay
its the way that they portray
less array, to that of their way
repay it wit a smile on ya face
and wit that watch the anger encase
& lace beneath the skin layers
shed the sheath expose the fury bare
prepare for a lashing from the stare
verbal bashing carried through the air
theres no room here for you there
cuz they fear ones that they cant compare
next topic: guts n glory
The Hip Hop Sounds Of...
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Blood drops drip, splash and creates spekz.
Adrenaline succumbs the pain, so perplex.
Heart beats a tune that has never play before.
Stretched on the floor, wonders I can't explore;
A feeling never felt, I shudder in its thought.
Wagers never paid and dreams never bought.
Suicide great from the depths of my minds eye.
Death is perfect, I drift off But never cry.
Mis-thought happiness
Guts an glory, bitch i got big nuts an a blue story,
Aight glory's the story they got for me
feels like im in quarry, guts is all we need more of
glorys more for us bitch, dont think so u a fuckin moron,
send the marine corps on um, dont be fuckin dumb
have guts, an give 2 fucks an stop hidin in ur huts,
if u dont got it ur fuckin nuts its time for cuts,
so listen up u putz have some guts stop bein a klutz
an have some glory an lets go get some sluts
an fuck um in they butts, sounds like a plan
im the guts an glory man no i aint racist
not apart of the klu klux klan
but man i got guts an glory an thats my story
an im stickin to it, knew u didnt have the guts
i jus fuckin knew it, now u went an fuckin blew it
all to hell as our guts an glory fell,
to the ground.. to the ground
Ha wow jus havin fun wit it
so i spit it an dont give a shit if
u dont like it u can go to hell lil bitch...
I'll do the same topic since he didn't drop another.
Had a good night, fine bitch, hotel room
Met her at the club and swept her up like a broom
We spent the whole night like '01 Bonnie and Clyde
Went at it for hours until the break of daylight
She flip the door open, and turn the lights on
Time unknown, I put my sights on
She tell me wake up and come right my wrongs
I'm feeling kinda hazy, "What the fuck you want"
She tell me 'bout our last night, in Vegas right
We did it big time, party hard all night
I'm still feeling hazy, half drunk and shit
Crack a smile, tell her "Let's fuck a lil' bit."
I done drunk up, now I need to dick her down
Show her how Nadante throws his fucking stick down
She tell me "Quit tripping, we got shit to do."
I tell "Hell yeah. We need to drink and screw."
She point to my left hand, I hold it up and frown
Sudden realization, drop my high I'm coming down
I sit with arms to chin, looking like "The Thinker"
I see that silver glistening, but on the wrong finger
Next: Parking lot pimping
I just walk with my head down till I heard an unsual sound.
Screams, screaches and shrieks of a women yelling loud.
So I go and investagatie till it was found.
I end up in a praking lot only to see a man and women on the ground.
The man was walking around the girl who had horror in her face.
So I end up ducking, so I won't be seen and was ready for a chase.
No one was around the place the women was getting beat, she needed help.
But i was only 8 and stood frozen, and just let the courage melt.
I ran away, and through out my life that was what I called pimpin.
Since when was it cool to use and beat on women?
Next: Patience and Persistence
i been working for ages, turning these tables
chapters upon chapters, a servant to pages
i lurk in the grave with skills that amaze them
they hurting for ages once the quill gets to graze them
showcasing these waves forming oceans of emotion
the lead drops acid so the rain produces potions
that form flows so dope the rose(stage rows) blow with explosions
n the notion than im broken just begins to seem impotent
but im waitin for my time, but time cant seem to wait
so im growin colder as my mind begins to flake
Next: Hope
Dreams of something I think I will never achieve.
How can I be successful around people who straight up deceive.
Barely 18 and I just want to leave, I should runaway.
Somewhere beyond the horizon there's a brighter day.
I search for riches and bitches, mainly the pay.
No pride, no ambition, I lack in inspiration.
Wither or not the reasons I live are from motivation or desperation.
But the sensation of rhyming and tieing my ideas together keep me alive.
Spitting lyrics for money and girls so I can end this strife.
I know theirs a bright day at the end of a long night.
All though I lost my soul a long time ago
The hope in my heart will always survive.
Next: Courage
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