A Message to Rappers

Discussion in 'Et Cetera, Et Cetera' started by arliss, Jul 8, 2007.

  1. arliss

    Gold Member

    Jul 22, 2006
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    New York
    Hey rappers, I'm not trying to ruin your fun
    But do only four letter words have to roll off your tongue
    Let them see your vocabulary
    Show them more to your person
    Instead of fueling stereotypes with all of this cursing
    Say it another way, you can still be creative
    In fact, people may find you easier to relate to
    I know what you're saying
    Growing for me wasn't sweet
    But look, now you're out the hood
    Why is your language still in the street?
    You can't tell me all of you go back
    When I know that's a lie
    Half of you lie on your records
    Never killed no one or got high
    So, if you want to sell your soul
    And write rhymes that you've never lived
    All I ask is minimize the expletives
    Cause real men take offense to this
  2. D_N Flay Table

    D_N Flay Table New Member

    Dec 23, 2006
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    Now, I was told to never bite off more then I could chew. But then you
    better bite enough for if you don't my boy your blue. Now I wonder,
    others see the system that I see or do they see and say they blame it
    society. The days of smart enough come to over, just say thousands.
    as I live and learn because there's always someone mouthing. Speaking
    an issue. Praise you or they dis you. Lawnge as strong, they fly by me
    like Scott tissue. My people, from nigger to negro to man or color,
    killed my father and my brother so that you could rape my mother. Now
    you wonder, why is it through instinct you fear. Wouldn't dare me to
    stare. One for yourself, your out of here. Not to worry, to harm your
    intention of my creed. But to stop your greed and give me what I need.
    Opportunity, for a life of me. And generations to come with in
    tranquility. Now harmony, is a total love of things. For those who are
    inclined or better yet like to sing. But piece of mind it is my right
    for the spark will ignite. 'Till I can catch a cab at the town at
    midnight. 'Till I can be myself and not be thought as worse. 'Till I
    buy a slice from Howard Beach to the Hearse. 'Till I can get the pill
    without fear of eject. And occupations which I seek I can have if I
    select. Now if I so select and reach out to make touch. How can you
    that I ask for too much.
    Don't speak to me if good times are granted 'till I be
    Don't tell me of the countries or the hours that you seek
    Don't tell me to keep trying, you know I won't agree
    Double negative means positively black with N.V.
    As a player of the game, of the lifetime game I am playing. I bet your
    nodding, shake your head to what I am saying. It's keep then but those
    of men color of skin could even begin to wonder, what is it to ponder
    let another bother. Listen, stay open not dismissing. Lack of vision
    makes division product no ambition. Wishes which you wish upon which
    more you wishes, if I wish not to record steady now then I wash
    Wish while I wash, the water hot gets colder. Black I'm saying that in
    fact the dish gets clean and I get older. Seemly so, the dishes will
    grow to dishes far beyond me. Lost my wish and broke a dish so now I'm
    wishy washy. Understand foundation. Create my own creation. If dumb
    pumping jump, then get no ovation. But only restriction, boom penes a
    lot of friction. I then wash a dish with out pay. Boom! N.W.A. Think
    lying, Black I'm crying, so the tear would turn to crystal. Crystals
    forming on my dishes so I was until dismissal. Wash until my prints
    wrinkled then they let me go. I know not where I'm going so I know not
    where I go. My people give me money, but the money much to low for me
    meet the match of present day so I still need some dough. Conjure up a
    suit, I wish that it were cute. Borrow a token and a smoking I begin a
    wish less hope. Intervening, application leads me on onto frustration
    and duration of my time is spent with lack of occupation. Time to go
    what I know. I know not of what I wish, but of soap and a towel and
    water and a dish.
    But lay o.k. 'cause you can get the play. I pick your style, your
    shown bright about a mile away. But anyway, another day, in the land
    shove just living in the life of who. A black man on a green land with
    blue skyline. Don't tell me I'm color blind. I'm seeing system is hard
    to believe in. Underneath the underside I'm underachieving. Bust my
    in school, to be a certified fool. Now intellect of curb is my only
    tool. But street game is so uncouth. I took the SAT's and that's the
    ass truth. I'm not gliding but I'm striving hanging on by a thread and
    it's called surviving. Hang on, hang on, hang you'all. Walk the street
    and keep you head so tall. For time is short, no time is bought,
    only in the wrong if you get caught. So kick in doors, bang on walls,
    shout in halls. Get yours. Get yours.
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