Lyricists' Lounge

[Long Con]

How about a thread where we share sick rhymes and phat verses? I've been freestylin' with my homies for most of my life, and if you guys want, I can share some of the personal creations that I'm proud of here.

Is anyone down with that? Anyone here got some sweet freestyles they wanna bust out?

Here's one I just did the last part of tonight:

Riddled with the syphilis, giggling with tickle-fits
Worth it to get physical with Phyllis and her nipple-clips
Even just a little bit, smash it like a brittle brick
Hit it quick, still I get a parking ticket, fiddlesticks!
Feeling like the village idiot, I'm sick of it
Sweet rhymes spillin' from my lips like licorice
Think you're quick, but I'm quicker than the quickerest
Flickering light, taking flight like Icarus
Hickory dickory, Doc, I'm delirious
King of the cannibals, tyrannical, imperious
Shit's furious, bitches all be fearin' us
Serious, hope you survive the experience!

...so that's an example of what you might find here.

Edit: I added another section, in this colour

[Epignosis]

I still remember the freestyle I used in battle a long time ago against a student I taught in an alternative school.

Got that kid a new nickname.

I think he respected me afterwards for it and it was all in good fun, but damn, I just don't know.

[Epignosis]

Welcome to Florida, I hope I haven't bored ya
But for someone so indigenous, you're awfully oblivious
To these rhymes I'm laying down- my adjectives, verbs, and nouns
It's the art of the word, mightier than the sword
You see I'm into language arts- so sit back while I do my part
So what's up? What's good? What's the issue?
This guy talkin' about how hard he is when in fact he's soft as Charmin toilet tissue

++++

At that point the crowd in the rec yard laughed and called it off, and my opponent, God bless him- his name was Marwin- got called "Charmin Marwin" the rest of the school year.

But he took it in stride, was a really smart kid, and I hope he turned out okay.

[Long Con]

Sweeeeeet!

[Long Con]

This is probably my favourite one. Edit: This is no longer my fave because I made way better ones.

I'm playing naked Twister with hipster floozies
Later, dips in thick Jacuzzis
Guards don't look they just grip their uzis
Hip to hip with sister Suzie
I got her a sexy, silky, groovy
Italian slip, like scusi, scusi
Now my life's a triple X-er movie
Crtiics flipped, quipped "It's a doozy!

Who's he?" Oh, he's that porn star
Shining like Lucifer Morningstar
My life is a festival
My rhymes are incredible
My decibels are louder than the horn in your car

I'm warning you partner, I'm gonna do something drastic
My nerves are spastic, stretched thin like elastic
Like some nasty Wish version Mister Fantastic
So grasp it. Clasp it like a plastic mathset
You've seen masked upset, but you ain't seen wrath yet
Cash bet, the mass dead won't go for open casket
How can you laugh last when your ass gettin' laughed at?

[Long Con]

Ok, this came quick last night, but I am not quite there.

Take a piss and you'll miss it
'Cause the physics are exquisite
You're left to quizzically listen
A deficit of specifics
I'm like a visiting wizard
Shit from my lips is explicit
And when I shift into sicker
And try to stick you with scissors
It isn't physically different
From [******************], is it?

I'm still looking for that last line. You can plug a word like "infertility" into the gap for the rhythm, but I'm trying to find something that makes sense with the last two lines' sentence, and following a scissor stabbing. Open to suggestions.

[Long Con]

I was out walkin' the line, droppin' a dime
Slow-pace shock on my face when I'm checkin' the time
'Cause all these throwback wack cats stuck on rewind
Jaws flap claptrap when they're talkin' in rhyme
They got gold coins, but the chocolate kind
I drop lyrical bombs, like I'm Oppen the heim
I know you're hopin' to find an appropriate line
But all this Tik Tok mockery is blockin' your mind

[Long Con]

Ok, this came quick last night, but I am not quite there.

Take a piss and you'll miss it
'Cause the physics are exquisite
You're left to quizzically listen
A deficit of specifics
I'm like a visiting wizard
Shit from my lips is explicit
And when I shift into sicker
And try to stick you with scissors
It isn't physically different
From [******************], is it?

I'm still looking for that last line. You can plug a word like "infertility" into the gap for the rhythm, but I'm trying to find something that makes sense with the last two lines' sentence, and following a scissor stabbing. Open to suggestions.

Oh baby, I figured out the rhyme, and now there's more as well, and I'm very happy with it. I've also been practising it to a great beat.

Take a piss and you'll miss it
'Cause the physics are exquisite
You're left to quizzically listen
A deficit of specifics
I'm like a visiting wizard
Shit from my lips is explicit
And when I shift into sicker
And try to stick you with scissors
It isn't physically different
From a surgical incision

Is it? Listen. Your mind is a prison.
Mine is a prism. I'm guessing
We got a little schism
'Cause I deliver wisdom while you're spittin' cynicism

I understand a man can get cynical
It's difficult, there's only room for one at the pinnacle
It's typical, when you find my plans are inimical
Go cryin' to your mama, time to cut the umbilical

Really cool, the way you try to act all critical
It's pitiful, I'm thinkin' your depression might be clinical
Identical, jealous haters always try to ridicule:
"It's criminal! Muthafucka used up all the syllables!"

[Long Con]

Lickety split, I should be splittin' your lip
I'm sick of your shit
Ya rickety, persnickety bitch
Riddle me this: How do I convince the chick
With the jiggly tits
To put her lips on my fiddly bits?
I took her on an Italy trip
It didn't mean diddly-shit, I didn't predict
That she would shittily dip
And now I'm wickedly pissed
Gonna settle her debt
With a brick in me fist!

[Epignosis]

Plagiarism.

I saw that in a Dr. Seuss book.

[Long Con]

Plagiarism.

I saw that in a Dr. Seuss book.

That man was hard. Wouldn't mess with Seuss.

Lemme lay this new one down for you. If everyone would just spit some bars, this lull would go by easier.

I got hypotheses like Socrates
Fathers, tell your daughters better lock their knees
'Cause I'm comin' with my sexual philosophies
Not to tease, I cross the eyes and POP the C's

So many rhymes, it's like a book of prophecies
You have no idea what it's costin' me
Just to save on ink, I had to drop the G's
And replace them all with apostrophes!

You've got the hot rocks, but opt to pop shots, I ought not to mock your hypocrisy
But often I've thought the plot that y'all caught should be forgotten, a rotten atrocity
If you have to clap back and attack, the flat fact is you'll attract a reactive catastrophe
'Cause I've got the fat stacks and I cracked the last track to enact my madcap rap masterpiece!

So don't act nastily, the past is ceased,
The future's out there lurkin' like a ghastly beast
I feel half-deceased, raise my eyes to the skies and I'm askin' please
Sweet Chastity, don't let me be the last to see
There has to be, a way to get the fuckin' torch to pass to me
Alas, crass blasphemy
Just wanna blast some facts before my vocal cords atrophy

[Long Con]

This one works best if you know how to pronounce Mxyzptlk.

I'm on a picnic with a cryptic clique of cryptids
And other shifty misfits, like Mr Mxyzptlk
And Stanley Ipkiss, pissed about who's a bit more twisted
He's fixin' to flip shit, it's sadistic
Xzibit brought a brisket made of fishsticks
But I didn't wanna risk it so I nibbled on a biscuit
So quick, check your dipstick, bitch fix your lipstick
Bear witness to shit not fit for existence!

[Long Con]

Oh, damn, I can't believe I put that up before this one, this one has a special extra that I love:

Come expand your minds into the next century
When you get there, make sure that you mention me
Grade A rhymes, but I'm smooth like L-M-N-O-P
Alphabetic kinetic frenetic eidetic memory
I read it-I said it-I meant it-I get it... it's elementary
I spit it-I rock it-I lit it-I'm talkin'... like elementally
It's extrasensory, give in to the entropy
Essentially, mentally, you'll be channelin' energy
And EXPLODE! All over the Astral Plane
The facts remain, it's only a perspective change
And by slightly-correcting-your-vector
Rightly-selecting-a-sector
You-will-be-getting-better eventually


... the hyphenated parts are sort of faster-paced staccato, don't know if that will come through in written form.

Anyway, the special extra thing is "I spit it, I rock it, I lit it, I'm talkin'... like elementally". Spit is water, rock is earth, lit is fire, and talking is air... like, elementally!

[Roxy]

For you LC:
(guess who?)


Your ethos
Your pathos
Your porthos
Your aramis
Your brut cologne
You're writing home
You are hopeless
Your hopelessness
Is rising around you, rising around you
You like it
It gives you something to do
In the day time
Hey buddy, you need a hobby
You are tired of moving forward
You think of the future
And secretly you piddle your pants
The puddle of piddle
Which used to be little
Is rising around you, rising around you
You like it
It gives you something to do
In the night time

[Epignosis]

For you LC:
(guess who?)

I know.

I was even telling Eloh a very funny story about this individual last night.

[falcon45ca]

Ev
Ree
Day
You're rackin' debt you'll never pay

All
Eye
See
You're fakin' what you'll never be

No
Choice
2 coose?
You lack the will to see it thu

You
Want
The truth?
When lies are what appeal to you

The things you say don't mean that much to me
They mean a lot to you
Can't convince me that the color red is blue

[Long Con]

Siiiick, falcon! I'd love to hear it with a beat

[falcon45ca]

Siiiick, falcon! I'd love to hear it with a beat

I wrote music for it, it's a rock song. Got a rough recording w/ the band off a phone, I'll get somethin' better soon to share

[Long Con]

Siiiick, falcon! I'd love to hear it with a beat

I wrote music for it, it's a rock song. Got a rough recording w/ the band off a phone, I'll get somethin' better soon to share

That's wild, I didn't know you did that! What's your band called?

[Epignosis]

Siiiick, falcon! I'd love to hear it with a beat

I wrote music for it, it's a rock song. Got a rough recording w/ the band off a phone, I'll get somethin' better soon to share

That's wild, I didn't know you did that! What's your band called?

I AM TOWN!

[Long Con]

Siiiick, falcon! I'd love to hear it with a beat

I wrote music for it, it's a rock song. Got a rough recording w/ the band off a phone, I'll get somethin' better soon to share

That's wild, I didn't know you did that! What's your band called?

I AM TOWN!

[falcon45ca]

Siiiick, falcon! I'd love to hear it with a beat

I wrote music for it, it's a rock song. Got a rough recording w/ the band off a phone, I'll get somethin' better soon to share

That's wild, I didn't know you did that! What's your band called?

I'm in a few bands, but this is the first I'm the singer/songwriter/bassist

I'll share the band info once we've got more info...band name included

[Long Con]

CSI Unit's gonna up and leave the practice
'Cause this room is gonna look like I was stompin' ketchup packets
So go on and get yo jackets, nod and gesture backwards,
And exit stage left like you a bunch of wretched actors

I'm more hungover than Zack Galifianakis
But I can't get over hangin' with these talented rappers
They keep switchin' up the rhymin' with these challenging tactics
But my flow is like a diamond, sparklin' thousands of facets

So pass it, but always know my passion is implicit
Man it often gets redacted but it always gets me lifted
I'm gifted, and everybody knows that I'm a favourite
But my lawyer is insisting that I sign this affidavit

After David killed Goliath, he's regarded as a saviour
If you're acting like a giant you'll get smacked for bad behaviour
If the fact you're out of favour makes you stop and check your assets
Then step back and make way for this apocalyptic racket!





I like this one, but it is hard to have enough oxygen to keep up with the last two bars.

This one has a mildly special attribute in that "apocalyptic racket" is designed to swing back around and rhyme with "stompin' ketchup packets".

[falcon45ca]

CSI Unit's gonna up and leave the practice
'Cause this room is gonna look like I was stompin' ketchup packets
So go on and get yo jackets, nod and gesture backwards,
And exit stage left like you a bunch of wretched actors

I'm more hungover than Zack Galifianakis
But I can't get over hangin' with these talented rappers
They keep switchin' up the rhymin' with these challenging tactics
But my flow is like a diamond, sparklin' thousands of facets

So pass it, but always know my passion is implicit
Man it often gets redacted but it always gets me lifted
I'm gifted, and everybody knows that I'm a favourite
But my lawyer is insisting that I sign this affidavit

After David killed Goliath, he's regarded as a saviour
If you're acting like a giant you'll get smacked for bad behaviour
If the fact you're out of favour makes you stop and check your assets
Then step back and make way for this apocalyptic racket!





I like this one, but it is hard to have enough oxygen to keep up with the last two bars.

This one has a mildly special attribute in that "apocalyptic racket" is designed to swing back around and rhyme with "stompin' ketchup packets".

Do you have beats for it? I'd love to hear it

[falcon45ca]

You've gone somewhere...somewhere I can't go
Life feels but a moment...then they end the show

Season of grief...enemy mine
Pain without a reason's like a song without a rhyme

Sinkin' to swim...drownin' on shore
Life without a tragedy ain't a life been lived before

Alone in a crowd...bramble patch with no thorn
Circle's goin' roun' again, we die before we're born

And this world is fuckin' crazy
My thoughts, they gettin' hazy
I think I'm goin' outta my mind...Lost in the sands of time

[Long Con]

CSI Unit's gonna up and leave the practice
'Cause this room is gonna look like I was stompin' ketchup packets
So go on and get yo jackets, nod and gesture backwards,
And exit stage left like you a bunch of wretched actors

I'm more hungover than Zack Galifianakis
But I can't get over hangin' with these talented rappers
They keep switchin' up the rhymin' with these challenging tactics
But my flow is like a diamond, sparklin' thousands of facets

So pass it, but always know my passion is implicit
Man it often gets redacted but it always gets me lifted
I'm gifted, and everybody knows that I'm a favourite
But my lawyer is insisting that I sign this affidavit

After David killed Goliath, he's regarded as a saviour
If you're acting like a giant you'll get smacked for bad behaviour
If the fact you're out of favour makes you stop and check your assets
Then step back and make way for this apocalyptic racket!





I like this one, but it is hard to have enough oxygen to keep up with the last two bars.

This one has a mildly special attribute in that "apocalyptic racket" is designed to swing back around and rhyme with "stompin' ketchup packets".

Do you have beats for it? I'd love to hear it

I have a playlist of beats on Spotify that I just start up and use, no specific beat is tied to any of these... as long as it's not too slow or fast for whichever verse, I go with it. Sometimes I do get a section where some flair or brief silence corresponds nicely to a tasty lyric, but I rarely remember lol.

Maybe I can record a nasty lo-fi Vocaroo session and post it here!

[Long Con]

"Season of grief...enemy mine
Pain without a reason's like a song without a rhyme"

evocative!!

[daisukenowaifuke]

Teach me how to write like you.


I will provide a very humble contribution:

Spoiler: show

Bippity boppity boop.
Important part of a fruit.
What's the treasure, what is the loot.
Your heart's enough, that is my truth.

;-;

[falcon45ca]

Teach me how to write like you.


I will provide a very humble contribution:

Spoiler: show

Bippity boppity boop.
Important part of a fruit.
What's the treasure, what is the loot.
Your heart's enough, that is my truth.

;-;

I'm still teaching myself how to write like me!



It'll likely be far more fulfilling tho to write like you...plus why would ya wanna sound like a degenerate like me?



You're already off to a good start IMO, keep writing and contributing to the thread

[Long Con]

yessss!

[daisukenowaifuke]

ToT I will try my best to write like me, then. But you are all too humble.

I always assumed poems and lyrics were the same, but from this thread, I have realized you have a rhythm to your lyrics which I don't have. I didn't notice that when I heard songs so far.

This is a poem I am proud of. But this is neither sing-able nor rap-able.

How is this real? How is this free?
All of this sweetness, just for me?

I had a nibble, I will come back for a bite.
Grab you and cling, really, really tight.

I am not far gone; I am not addicted.
I choose you every time: fully clear and committed.

Is this mist? Is this mirage?
If this ends tomorrow,
in my heart, this warmth shall last.

All these words, which you will never see.
Let's keep it that way; I talk about you to the trees.

Please give me your thoughts and opinions. How do I write lyrics?

[falcon45ca]

ToT I will try my best to write like me, then. But you are all too humble.

I always assumed poems and lyrics were the same, but from this thread, I have realized you have a rhythm to your lyrics which I don't have. I didn't notice that when I heard songs so far.

This is a poem I am proud of. But this is neither sing-able nor rap-able.

How is this real? How is this free?
All of this sweetness, just for me?

I had a nibble, I will come back for a bite.
Grab you and cling, really, really tight.

I am not far gone; I am not addicted.
I choose you every time: fully clear and committed.

Is this mist? Is this mirage?
If this ends tomorrow,
in my heart, this warmth shall last.

All these words, which you will never see.
Let's keep it that way; I talk about you to the trees.

Please give me your thoughts and opinions. How do I write lyrics?

You just did!



There's def meter/rhythm to your writing, I can hear/feel it

[falcon45ca]

Monday
Friday
Too many weekends w/ the week in the way

Tuesday
I'm paid
Six ways from Sunday is a day too late

Got laid?
Too late
Another dollar on some cheap real estate

You gotta
Hot talkin' momma
You know ya wanna
Take charge n' gain advantage of me

Cuz' I ain't been to work about a week n' a half
And I ain't gonna be there soon

Cuz' I ain't fixed to fake it w/ a smile n' a laugh
Trouble is I bark at the moon

[Long Con]

Yeah, we gotta start putting in Vocaroo vocals on these... I read it, but there are so many ways you could do the timing for it, and my rhythm for it feels clunky

[falcon45ca]

Yeah, we gotta start putting in Vocaroo vocals on these... I read it, but there are so many ways you could do the timing for it, and my rhythm for it feels clunky

Well, I've already written the music...I'll hopefully have some recordings from the band soon to share

[falcon45ca]

My girl's
A loaded weapon
Walter White ricin
Pill just for you

She wants
A lil' privacy
For her hypocrisy
Gotta DM you

She's got
Got your number
Givin' you lumber
It's growin', true

My girl's
A lil' horny
Tho she's not lonely
It's sad but true

My love's
My only weapon
I gave it to you

My girl's
Fuckin' crazy
Definite lazy
Weeks o' dishes for you

She wants
Want your wife got
Makin' your life rot
Cuck wife voodoo

She's got
Well, she got strategies
I don't want apologies
Just want the truth

My girl's
She stopped this heart beat
DNR, complete
I say Adieu!

My love's
My only weapon
I've parried you