Post by Carlos on Apr 12, 2007 2:13:15 GMT 1
IC: Anyone who can rhyme well or can write a poem is welcome, everyone is welcome though.
OOC:.....Like a linguist leave you lame and I remain relaxed and tame.....
The words came to my head suddenly while I was listening to some 'Tribe Called Quest,' I smiled as the words came and all I could think of after that, was to go out walking around looking for someone to either battle or cypher with. Getting up from my computer I turned it off and I threw on a clean white tee over my white beater, and headed out my door as fast as I could with my I-Pod in hand and my cigar case with me. As I left the vicinity of my building I put an earphone in and turned on my I-Pod, looking for a good beat for me to kick something, as I found the beat I was looking for 'Award Tour' by A Tribe Called Quest, words began to hit my brain like flys to a wind shield and I began to bump my head to the rhythm, as my head moved I felt each words forming its self in my mouth and I opened it they began to escape....
".....Peep my style as I spit my technique, freak the sty urgent like if I have to pee, seems to me that I'm beast you see, I kick these frees so you can picture it, slick when I move to microphone booth, so sick I don't need to show proof scriptures hit hard and indent your brain, don't make you insane just remain like a parasite, tonight I rock the mic right....."
I wore a big smile on my face as the words just cam eout of my mouth almost unconciously, I thought to myself ( I haven't felt this hype for a very long time...Maybe if I go to the park there will be some people that would wanna cypher with me...Hopefully anyway, maybe I can get some spoken words poets too, that would crazy.). I felt so excited as if I were a little kid who just got money for the first time, I couldn't wait to get to the nearest park and see if anyone was around and down for freakin some sounds. While walking I kept going and people just looked at me as if I was crazy, yet a few people were bumpign their heads as I passed them by, (Guess they still have some New York flavor here, thats never bad.).
Continuing my path towards an unknown destination, just enjoying the nice day as I kept on freakin over and over with more people bumping their heads and still more looking at me as if I was crazy. While walking I was looking down at the floor and all I saw was a hand stop me, I looked up and it was just some random guy who had a big smile on his face, then out of no where he started to rap but in a sorta spoken word form saying.....
"Whats up my man, I heard you from down there very good hearing, your good to spit yea? I liked the way your freakin the flow, no stupid stuff like get low, but going at classic yet a little type spastic, ecstatic to see it but be with no secrets when you speak with the flavor to seek with, don't sneak it just keep on reekin'."
I just smiled and shook his hand happily saying...
"No problem at all pop, no doubt I won't stop, spit like crazy and make whack suckaz flop, makin them crock and crushin like rocks, tounge locks when they versing me they all get knocked, boxed in and socked on the spot, so don't worry man I got scam planned and Ima clock hits man."
He laughed and we shook hands again, he pointed me to a park in the distance and I thanked him properly before leaving.
Arriving at the park I looked around seeing at least three groups of people just rapping and speaking poetry, I was glad to see it and I decided to jump in the rap cypher, but as soon as I jumped in the next person that went spoke a spoken word poem and everyone just bumped their heads as he spoke with no tempo or rhythm but went on nicely. Smiling as he passed me the mic, his last words were...
Person: "comparable to Jesus's parables...
And from those words I went on to say...
"Powerful showers who heard now this, My name is Definition and I am the crowd pleaser, mental brain easier but I ain't no mind reader, shake the funky fresh crazy style, stuck on rap like a child buck wild, while I flow with movement, your heads rock to it then your body starts moving and ya wanna freak to with me and she, but he don't know that me be sexy and flow is swayze, smooth like silk and the same like a baby, ladys love to hear my raps cuz I don't spit crap I speak straight crack, I don't lack luster like any other buster causing a fuss for everyone's lover..."
With those last words I passed the mic to some the person next to me to keep the cypher going.
OOC:.....Like a linguist leave you lame and I remain relaxed and tame.....
The words came to my head suddenly while I was listening to some 'Tribe Called Quest,' I smiled as the words came and all I could think of after that, was to go out walking around looking for someone to either battle or cypher with. Getting up from my computer I turned it off and I threw on a clean white tee over my white beater, and headed out my door as fast as I could with my I-Pod in hand and my cigar case with me. As I left the vicinity of my building I put an earphone in and turned on my I-Pod, looking for a good beat for me to kick something, as I found the beat I was looking for 'Award Tour' by A Tribe Called Quest, words began to hit my brain like flys to a wind shield and I began to bump my head to the rhythm, as my head moved I felt each words forming its self in my mouth and I opened it they began to escape....
".....Peep my style as I spit my technique, freak the sty urgent like if I have to pee, seems to me that I'm beast you see, I kick these frees so you can picture it, slick when I move to microphone booth, so sick I don't need to show proof scriptures hit hard and indent your brain, don't make you insane just remain like a parasite, tonight I rock the mic right....."
I wore a big smile on my face as the words just cam eout of my mouth almost unconciously, I thought to myself ( I haven't felt this hype for a very long time...Maybe if I go to the park there will be some people that would wanna cypher with me...Hopefully anyway, maybe I can get some spoken words poets too, that would crazy.). I felt so excited as if I were a little kid who just got money for the first time, I couldn't wait to get to the nearest park and see if anyone was around and down for freakin some sounds. While walking I kept going and people just looked at me as if I was crazy, yet a few people were bumpign their heads as I passed them by, (Guess they still have some New York flavor here, thats never bad.).
Continuing my path towards an unknown destination, just enjoying the nice day as I kept on freakin over and over with more people bumping their heads and still more looking at me as if I was crazy. While walking I was looking down at the floor and all I saw was a hand stop me, I looked up and it was just some random guy who had a big smile on his face, then out of no where he started to rap but in a sorta spoken word form saying.....
"Whats up my man, I heard you from down there very good hearing, your good to spit yea? I liked the way your freakin the flow, no stupid stuff like get low, but going at classic yet a little type spastic, ecstatic to see it but be with no secrets when you speak with the flavor to seek with, don't sneak it just keep on reekin'."
I just smiled and shook his hand happily saying...
"No problem at all pop, no doubt I won't stop, spit like crazy and make whack suckaz flop, makin them crock and crushin like rocks, tounge locks when they versing me they all get knocked, boxed in and socked on the spot, so don't worry man I got scam planned and Ima clock hits man."
He laughed and we shook hands again, he pointed me to a park in the distance and I thanked him properly before leaving.
Arriving at the park I looked around seeing at least three groups of people just rapping and speaking poetry, I was glad to see it and I decided to jump in the rap cypher, but as soon as I jumped in the next person that went spoke a spoken word poem and everyone just bumped their heads as he spoke with no tempo or rhythm but went on nicely. Smiling as he passed me the mic, his last words were...
Person: "comparable to Jesus's parables...
And from those words I went on to say...
"Powerful showers who heard now this, My name is Definition and I am the crowd pleaser, mental brain easier but I ain't no mind reader, shake the funky fresh crazy style, stuck on rap like a child buck wild, while I flow with movement, your heads rock to it then your body starts moving and ya wanna freak to with me and she, but he don't know that me be sexy and flow is swayze, smooth like silk and the same like a baby, ladys love to hear my raps cuz I don't spit crap I speak straight crack, I don't lack luster like any other buster causing a fuss for everyone's lover..."
With those last words I passed the mic to some the person next to me to keep the cypher going.
Enjoy.