Ah, young love...
I was going to ask what was with the chatspeak, but the mystery is solved!
Also: LOL @ Grey...5-7-5 Haiku format. What a cheap shot :P
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Right, let's lay down some more rhymes. This one here is a work-in-progress, I started writing it after carefully listening (yes, no joke) to Eminem's album Encore several times to study his lyrical flow, over the backdrop of Dr. Dre's phat, minimalistic stomping beats, and came to a realisation about the various facets of the rap aesthetic.
In previous work, my backing tracks (or at least their skeleton) were much more complex and busy, with catchy riffs and multiple layers. As such this gave me much less wiggle-room for the flow, and so my rap turned out old skool, like 80s-early 90s rap.
However, having generated a hip-hop beat that consisted of a drum pattern, a square-lead synth effect and a background piano ostinato, I came up with this:
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You think you know evil? (Sure you do) well let me tell you about-
A story of a boy who sells his soul to the devil-
Wait I donât mean to be all technical, but see your meta-
-physicalâs all tied up with the two sides, it seems-
To me you need to free your mind youâre blind (do you mind?)
Pardon, it seems being a mite trite undermines your hard-on*,
Still, itâs my honest intention to invest your hard-earned at-
-tention so listen well, Iâll show you round hell,
Start with the bells the death knell have heart, it gets-
Better I just gotta set âer up, wait on second-
Thoughts Iâm gonna rewind, find the right state,
Defined by the sublime fate of pure good now thereâs-
Sure food for thought right there, stare at the light of-
Wisdom, want pathetic epithets? Iâll list some,
Empathy, often lacking in one, who aims-
To play the world like a game, by the same token, unfurl-
Plans to pave the way, to save the lay-
Person or ultimately to make them all pay,
For the sake of God, God is myself, they say, thatâs when-
You make haste to take the state of their mental health!
Stop, press, donât slot my address into a-
Profile while Iâm so style-seeking a vernacular,
To bring the class of this spectacular rant to the masses,
I talk more sense than collectively out of your a**es!
Iâm sorry, donât worry, I donât intend to be crass, itâs-
Oh blast it, if I offend, (heaven forfend) more-
Likely itâs all in your head, I never said anything I read,
Are you yet mad? We ainât close to the point where it gets bad.
Itâs not a fad, you got to understand, this mental malaise is out-
Of my hands, the crazed maniac youâre seeing tied to the rack wasnât-
Wired, or maybe treated like a human being, who knows what goes on-
In that head, soulâs gone, clinically dead,
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Yeah, that's what I got so far. I don't expect you to actually try to rap it, because its construction is very complex, and the flow is very difficult to define (but it's definitely there!) let alone practice, as the same sounds have to be accentuated and slightly distorted in the same way to bring it out, which largely dictates the rhythmic flow.
Try pinpointing all the rhymes! I've actually colored the rhyming text in MS Word just to keep a track on the scheme, and it's like a patchwork quilt!
I intend to build this up in the form of a rant over 4 minutes (I'm halfway there), where it gets freer, more agitated and more vitriolic. But I shan't post it in its entirety here.
* Yes, I'm aware there are some words in here that I'm not entirely sure are appropriate. I've censored the obvious ones but I don't know whether this one needs fixing.
