2011-05-29, 21:37
#1
Tjena, jag har varit intresserad av hip hop nu i snart ett år. Saken är den att jag själv är sugen på att rappa och skriva men jag tycker inte att jag har tillräckligt bra röst. Jag har skrivit egna låtar och freestylat på lite gratis beats i snart 3 månader och jag utvecklas enormt. Här är mitt senaste verk, tog ca 15 minuter att skriva.
"The skies stay dark, in a city of hate/
a city that promotes drugs, murder and rape/
in a city that profits, from your suffering pain,/
'cause the owners of this city treat your life like a game/
and they teach you to accept, through the medias lies/
like kids growing up, with stars in their eyes/
only to be struck, by lifes harsh truth/
it's a dog eat dog world, a tooth for a tooth/
i'm not playing metaphor, i'll tell you this straight/
this city aint no city, it's the united states./
It will never seize to live, it's a spiral of shit/
and the shit piles up going further from wit./
It strays too far, from the light in the sky/
they claim to praise jesus, a prophet of lie./
But whom to them, the only real son of god/
it took them to a place, that looks like amistad./
Guns in abundance, drugs on the streets/
nigga down covered with blankets and sheets./
Shot cold blooded just an innocent kid/
his life was so short, they shut him down with a lid/
On the same street, just down by the road/
the sky is getting darker, she carries a big load./
So she, pops some vics to ease the pain inside/
of being sued for mortgage fraud, ya she lied./
She lied to her kids, and she lost her home/
now she's takin' drugs, and she's all alone./
Is this what the future, has to behold?/
Do the kids of america, have a future so cold?/
The climax of darkness, corruption and hate/
has now reached its max and it's changing our fate./"
Så min fråga är, hur kommer man in i branschen som låtskrivare? Och kan man träna upp sin röst att bli en bra rappare?
"The skies stay dark, in a city of hate/
a city that promotes drugs, murder and rape/
in a city that profits, from your suffering pain,/
'cause the owners of this city treat your life like a game/
and they teach you to accept, through the medias lies/
like kids growing up, with stars in their eyes/
only to be struck, by lifes harsh truth/
it's a dog eat dog world, a tooth for a tooth/
i'm not playing metaphor, i'll tell you this straight/
this city aint no city, it's the united states./
It will never seize to live, it's a spiral of shit/
and the shit piles up going further from wit./
It strays too far, from the light in the sky/
they claim to praise jesus, a prophet of lie./
But whom to them, the only real son of god/
it took them to a place, that looks like amistad./
Guns in abundance, drugs on the streets/
nigga down covered with blankets and sheets./
Shot cold blooded just an innocent kid/
his life was so short, they shut him down with a lid/
On the same street, just down by the road/
the sky is getting darker, she carries a big load./
So she, pops some vics to ease the pain inside/
of being sued for mortgage fraud, ya she lied./
She lied to her kids, and she lost her home/
now she's takin' drugs, and she's all alone./
Is this what the future, has to behold?/
Do the kids of america, have a future so cold?/
The climax of darkness, corruption and hate/
has now reached its max and it's changing our fate./"
Så min fråga är, hur kommer man in i branschen som låtskrivare? Och kan man träna upp sin röst att bli en bra rappare?
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Senast redigerad av Azera 2011-05-29 kl. 21:43.
Senast redigerad av Azera 2011-05-29 kl. 21:43.