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Puttin' syrup on my waffle
put a little too much, oh well, rofl
just made that up
This is maybe my favorite picture of a cat ever and I'm filled with joy whenever I see it
Kill yourself piece of shit
You ignorant piece of shit
Stop using Sup Forums you filthy pleb
Go to be you stupid merd
Put a crowbar in your asshole, yeah!
Fuck you, kill yourself dumb asshole olé!
You're a fucking piece of shit
Consider suicide dumb autist
kek
It's just so perfect
Nothing gets me going like a fart in a jar
Looking down at the world, I fart from afar
Peace in pieces
Respect in retrospect
Fart in a jar
Bars
Spittin bars in North Hollywood, you know it's all good
Wearin shoes on my feet and shirts on my shoulders
Fuck with HB and you know that shit gon be over
Put my hands on my hands, pull my pants down, take a shit in the toilet
Fuckin stand down, stand your ground
I pretended I was drunk when I came out to my friends
I never came out to my friends during skype calls
We were all on S-
And I laughed and changed the subject
she said ''whats with this dog motif''
I said ''DO YOU HAVE SOMETHING AGAINTS DOGS?!''
Please help me find an album. It was some kind of alt rap+rock, if i remember the name of the album had the words autumn, light and spiral. The song is basically the guy singing "itll never end" over and over until it climaxes with a piano instrumental. please. Also the album cover looked like the guys face was photoshopped onto a starfish
this is good shit
the other stuff I'm not feelin 2 much
how come there's no improvisation with lyrics? like talk talk is supposedly where they get people playing, improvosation over some amount of time and then pick the best.
Is there any example of this in lyric driven music, stream of consciousness/improvisation and then trimmed for quality?
sliced up Wensleydale-
iced or scattered in crackers.
thrice did this occur.
act pirate treasure-
locked up and buried away.
Interdict, hung up.
Yellow as it was,
bellow, did the scout master,
hello our Hitler.
Another one stares,
Otherly, an alien,
Stuff her past the wall.
>Is there any example of this in lyric driven music, stream of consciousness/improvisation and then trimmed for quality?
Radiohead, thom yorke admitted it
or basically any indie band where the lyrics make little sense so the songwriter acts like a genius who only he can understand his lyrics.
You're like that guy that got stuck in that cave hole
My nigga get bigga when i pull dat trigga
so don't fuck wit me or i'll fuck yo bitch wit dis ghetto D
she ride on my penis but she don't have no father
so dat bitch gon' keep ridin till she get a little daughter
Am I a good rapper now?
cool cool thanks
Filling out on optional survey
on how much ass I ate today
little do they know, it's a Tuesday
so instead of ass I ate Subway
poop on a scoop
i shoop da woop
bitches dont know bout snoop a loop
i eatcha ass and pass gas fast
flagrant foul i smoke all the grass
smile so hard they call me cock mangler
dick so many hoes they call me boston strangler
fandangled the system im wood wheel whippin
grape peel syrup sippin never trippin
if i fall i stand back up
only play waka flaka
yo bitch look like pac man
yall fags better back up!
I walk around like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit
You act like a mother fucker brand new at this shit
irony was a mistake.
beautiful
good shit dude
November chill, run through me
Like the watchman's blade, through the thief
Damn that was a huge fart
The fact that so many books still name the Beatles as "the greatest or most significant or most influential" rock band ever only tells you how far rock music still is from becoming a serious art.
i stole something from the first part desu
rofl
shit
not even bars
shit
chuckled but shit bars
meh
nice rhyme desu. best in this thread so far
Nothing left
My mind is burned
By gigabytes
Of torture porn
All these problems
I cannot fix
While I jack to you
On a pointed stick
My legitimate feelings
are too much
for this thread, this topic, for you,
for all writings about music, for everyone.
I see too much,
I feel too much.
The music and I are one,
no lights!
not even the dim nostalgic comfort of a classic music visualizer,
nothing gets in the way
of that perfect disembodied sound,
as the rest
of the world
falls
away
and your bovine screams fade as if on a graphic equalizer app,
the din of the common world!
I am become eternity!
the mouthless oracle!
the clairvoyant of silence!
... and as I descend back
into the fray of
this physical reality,
you see me crack
the faintest hint of a smile
upon passing me,
and the words enter your mind
for a fleeting second
[could it be?!]
and you shake it away,
but then the tune
and the line
clear as a bell...
"only shooting stars break the mold" ...
beautiful
Wouldn't be surprised to hear this in a Kanye song, honestly.
suck my cock on this dock
The last man left standing just so happened to be left handed
And was left branded with a cyan carriage
Left stranded with a bent bandage for the chest plate damage
Abandoned after being banded by bandits
Prior to being banished for eating the king's sandwich
And somehow managed to to be landed in a sanctuary for pandas
From this vantage he's got the upper advantage to leave you buried next to Allan Sandage
but he's mismanaged the candle standing
burnt the whole place down now the pandas are frantic
all I want to do is to make you happy
give you a reason to smile and show you someone loves you
make you feel as special as you are to me
and it's killing me but it's alright
when I know you don't need me
when I know my dreams are lies
when I know all hope is lost
it's alright
t. 16 year old me
As I walked through the foggy night
The devil beckoned to put up a fight
If you don't respond to this post
Your mom will die in her sleep tonight
Chaser faced blonde decker
High high heels go-getter
I know you're on the stairs
I know you try to care
Your license drives away
Your MO's smile and say
I'm in love
With you and him and everyone
Kathyrn from the south of France
I have your interests in my heart
I send you all my favorites songs
Blameless sent in hurricane
Blonde to white hair friendly mane
Gnash your teeth and bite out blame
Please take aim
Kathryn from the south of France
You're underneath ideas that form
You had to sit and just be warm
I watched quiet in a pinch
And you smiled, bit your lip like
Kathryn from the south of france
Loves but does not love to dance
Riki from upstate New York
Wooded pipe smoke in your throat
Dents wide circles through the sky
No life catches in your eyes
You are under multistars
Orange and blue lights in your hair
I have five ones take them all
Riki from upstate New York
Lisa from the heart of god
Turn your trumpet into fog
Confession-free you're covered thus
Song of genius leaves your clutch
Her long brown hair is captive in
Her own nightmare and I don't care
Don't you ask me for some help
Loose ass sailor save yourself
No one buys a paper boy
He will stay inside the door
With his heroes action packed
Missing love from some girls' tact
I have bondage as do you
One must take the train at two
Itinerary sends to me
Hapless heat death enemy
I could never understand this feeling of always being old.
I could never understand the meaning despite always being told.
Because I had always been looking for something, something that I'd never ever seen before.
I would always be looking for something, something that I've never even seen before.
But now not anymore.
Spiral Walls Containing Autumns of Light by Divine Styler, my friend. I've been wanting to listen to that album, it seems interesting.
I like it, but I don't understand how pandas fit into it. What do Pandas symbolize?
idk I was running out of things that fit into the rhyme scheme and panda came to mind so I just threw it in there, you think I should take it out?
I really liked the repetition of 'Kathryn from the south of France' but I think you're change rhyme schemes too much, unless you're singing the lyrics, not rapping, then it's probably fine
Found these from an atmospheric black metal song I scrapped:
I know where
There is peace
Endless trees
Oak and leaf
Where the sun
In stasis held
Sanguine hues
canvas the welkin
Far away
From liquid lights
Here a place
grove in the mire
Here I come
To feel the breeze
Here I come
To wait for darkness
all it takes is one bad drug
to turn a good man to a thug
whether its kratom or its dank
it can turn a lady to a skank
the days were as long as ever
but the months flew into your name
for they were not welcome to my own
LIL BOAT
I thought of this half-asleep last night, meh
>I feel dumb inside
>Had potential but I let it slide
>Can't face the facts so I hide in fiction
>I'm a walking contradiction
ive got two
all alone again
seems so in that empty house
not much of a home wheres the smiling faces and happy voices
wheres the scent of someone kind and someone brave
all alone again
how many has it been in a row now
how many till you lose
what youve found
thats not much of a home friend
please dont spend it all alone friend
not again
not another christmas eve
not another new years day
not another birthday meal
alone
alone
alone
youre always alone
how do you feel
alone
you seem so surreal
its all so unreal
alone again or ?
are you expecting company ?
your bags are unpacked but the look in youre eye..
are you going elsewhere?
whats with those odd remarks
are you going elsewhere?
shouldnt you invite someone else
or did you plan to go alone again
ambidextrous amphibian
they'll never get this alien
i got conniving contraceptives, the opposite of birth control
finish this mu I'm too fucking tired o knock of eminem
Someday I wanna work the line "when I died twelve goddamn years ago" into a song.
I don't even have any context, I just think it sounds cool.
and
call the bitch up
and she hit me with a yo si
so i hit it hella lowkey
cuz her man be the big b
hella fuckin head chief
and i got her moaning papi
then i
then i bust and tell her im a ghost she see
drop her like a melody
end it with a question mark
so she come back after dark
looking for some good strokes
lookin like a ghost note
i curb the hoe like a broke flow
aint no messin with my mad show
fuckin with the game front row
fuck that i own it, got it on escrow
so watch ya mouth around me
might bankroll might just
stream roll
ya muthafucking street G
i like this. i can help if youd like
im not that guy but I was think he could be a zombie and fall in love with a living girl like make a song about that and use that line in there man
I fuck fuck shit the fuck
Three hoes make a hat trick
Devil dances, penitentiary chances
Lucifer in my semiautomatic
i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all i see it all
autumn dipped its fingertips into town
caused waves to age the leaves
green to red to brown
i saw you before i saw the leave
as the wind heaved
and heaven seethed open
an angel saw me fall in love
i was so high
brakes couldnt stop my mistakes
12 FUCKING YEARS
falling leafs drew me away
led the path
i slipped on these
when i died twelve goddamn years ago
yet i cant rest
im bound to your presence
twelve years yours
i saw you grow
out of autumn
never feel you near that time
i tend to disappear
lost in sorrow of what could be
hows this
Suck my dick fuckin' NSA
Taking all my rights away
Spying on me jerking off
Like I'm a terrorist with a bomb
Suck my ass
Lick my cock
There's a bomb
Take my load fuckin' NSA
Probably checking if I'm gay
So they can have their way with me
Who needs two when you have three?
Suck my ass
Lick my cock
There's a bomb
Come to my house to see what I got
Some forty-fives and some buckshot
I'll send some hot lead to your face
Come on bitch I ain't afraid
Suck my ass
Lick my cock
There's a bomb
NSA
Lick my shit
NSA
Suck my dick
GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WEBCAM
GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY INTERNET YOU PIECE OF SHIT
Huh. I wouldn't have ever thought of that context but I'm liking this.
...
i love your mom
she's got a big booty
i loved u first but once i saw that ass i fell in love all over again
you called me on the facetime first thing i saw was ur mom's ass
damn it was big
i fell in love like the very first time
big ol booty milfs (x3)
damn girl
introduce me to your moms
i just wanna pat that ass once
genius
what genre should this be performed in?
I'll take my eggs Snowden
Need some privacy while I'm fryin' these
>Pic unrelated obviously
this mine
I wrote this song when I was fucking around with some basic cowboy chords on my accoustic guitar. But I typically play stoner metal and shit like that, so I'm not sure.
Maybe older country music, like a Waylon Jennings style or something.
Never any good at whole songs but I like writing haikus if that counts:
Again, three AM
Surrounded by darkness
Rectangle of light
make it some punk ass country music
That sounds good. Something like Hank 3 I guess.
rock me mama like a wagon wheel
rock me mama anyway you feel
hey mama rock me
Brilliant
Honestly, take a bunch of haikus and throw them together, it's a song at that point.
these bars is adamant
like carrie fisher im hell bent
on some rock hard cock and a trust fund
yo
this is ya boy
i got a fetish for those feeties
she be poppin x
i think i be up next
Well i asked shorty if i could have a lil sucky sucky
she said what kind of sucky sucky
i said hey let me suck on those toes of yours
so sexy and sweet
and guess what
she let me sex her up
Thanks man, it wasn't even something I wrote with a serious tone. It was something I just wrote in the moment. Those always seem to be my best though.
share some more of what you got boy sonny boy
i got shit luck
shit luck i tell you
all my life
shitty luck
no pair of dice to call my own
broke again like always
tell me now
would you still be with me if i wasn't broke
i wanna tear the fucking roof off
i like sluts and panties
i wanna tear the fucking roof off
like the roof to your caddie
I usually wrote stuff in a more serious tone. I typically write my songs separately from playing them. So if they suck, that's probably why. This is one of my early ones.
Too dumb, too smart
You're falling apart
Too alive, too awake
And you can't find the day
To rest, to sleep
Your head now is weak
Going around and around again
Insanity is your only friend
Going around and around again
Going around like a circle
The same time, the same place
See the lines on your face
The same day, the same year
It's all disappeared
The same push, the same shove
You have no one to love
The same scream. the same fear
There's nothing left for you here
Going around and around again
Insanity is your only friend
Going around and around again
Going around like a circle
amazing whats this song about?
Fightin lichen
Bitin frieghten
Like a Dic
F C Ridin
It's mainly me talking to myself. Talking through depression. The song idea came to me when I was watching True Detective. One of the character mentions the line "Time is a flat circle".
That line stuck with me, made me think that all the shit I'm facing right now, I'm probably gonna be facing again. I'm not super spiritual, but the whole idea of me living again in another life, doing the same thing, scared the shit out of me. So I wrote a song about that.
ah thanks that explains alot i was guessing that it was about a lost girl
awwwwwwwww FUCK
I got ENERGY CUM WHEN IT STINKS
maaaaaaaaaaan
TUFF TITTY FART
I got you son like this that
hibbit cock ya bone dabba
wobbity wam ham
a ham ham
FART BLOOD IN YOUR FROZEN CUNT JOOOOOOOOOOOOOR
belthegor build me a yam hand
a ham yam yamyard
a lanyard!
a lamb COCK FUCK PUSSY
HMM
FUCK
WAT
WAT
WAT
That's an interesting way of looking at it. I appreciate the viewpoint. I don't have much imagination when writing lyrics, I mainly write about stuff I feel and can understand. Looking inwardly.
parody of metal
I can't believe you exist
Against this virtue that's dead
Factorage, comfort
Hanging on a thread
Tracing our steps
This is how we bled
Parahumanity [6x}
wow you absolutle faggot
Fuck you to asshole
Serpentine mind won't let us pass it by, while all along we watch it slip away.
Serpentine mind will only leave us blind, while we watch it eat away.
Its in our heart and in our bones, its the thing that makes us cast the first stone.
Serpentine mind will lead us to survive when we come upon that very dark day.
im sorry your lyrics are good and heartfelt i just couldn't help calling you a faggot
again, im sorry
the crack of my crop
creates the cream of the crop
from the crap that barely made the cut to get into my bootcamp
and I know how to recruit.
Man, I know how to recruit,
lick the back of my black boot bitch, be my bootblack
OMG! I'm an OG
In the Meiji
with a shy geisha girl named Gigi
if she won't obey me
like Shepard Fairey
I can just as easy get her big brother Genji
[...]
frotting fluffing fisting felching filthy father fucking faggot
btiching bucking kicking cunting wincing writhing woman maggot
romping rutting raping rutting pretty soon we'll all be rotting
hell's a-popped, it don't deter us from our friction fire frotting
wrecking decks
throwing hex
cashing checks, aaand
getting sex
breathe the pressure, play my game
I dreamt a dream that I became
I dreamt a dream that we became
vidi vici, and then I came
[...]
(constant rhythmic repetitions of "vidi vici and then I came; "icameicameicameicame" and so on, as the final verse, or similar variants)
(to the tune of Tobacco's "Motorlicker"):
its ok i thought it was funny too. your not an asshole
Watching white horses and speaking in prose, talking about angels and demons we both know. Thinking about all the favorites i never did know. Needs another line so ill just put this here for show.
love u
nigga you just went homo
...
sorry i love anonymous
i wanna smell ur pube sweat :D
yo let's hit the freestyle
the Sup Forums demands it
this jam goes out to all the small titty bitches on this planet
flat chest is the G's best
cow tit ladies can go home
turnt as hell but i still rap even though my brain in the twilight zone
lyrical synchronicity gives legitimacy to my claims of having the illest beats and rhymes of these times as my forehead with sweat be glistening
possibly christening your change of paradigm
your brain on a journey out from the primordial slime
as i bust out these meteoric odd-metered rhymes
>initiate interplanetary pole bombing with bongs to foment weedhouse terraformation effect
Whipped this fine prose up for my new stoner rock band, "Daeleelonbonger".
What do you guys think?
The brick is not sweating
What are the numbers
I have aspergers
That animal I'm not petting
I do that a lot. I feel i'm quite good at it.
...
This is actually really good, keep it up.
Here's a little something i did a while back:
Truths will be told
And tales will be written
But no wordsmith
Will ever put words on the meaning
You don’t know the meaning of much
Just of the things that keeps you going
You will lose them as people have before
But not even they know the meaning
None of the truths they tell are true
And none of their meanings have meaning
You know this, because you think
You know the meaning
When all the truths have been told
And all the tales have been written
No wordsmith
Will ever have put words on the meaning
Go forth
If you know the meaning
Speak up
If you know the meaning
Go forth
If you know the meaning
Speak up
If you know the meaning
Go up and scream
“I know the meaning!”
Please scream
“I know the meaning!”
Go up and scream
“I know the meaning!”
Please scream
“I know the meaning!”
Eternal life
I accept you in my struggle
Salvation in the lords arms
Oh tell me i'm in trouble
Fat devil playing fiddle
dancing round and round and round
I'm stood there looking brittle
Leaving pushed into the ground
Oh all these promises
i'll promise this
i'll burn forever
if all of these holy texts
don't lie
Oh Satan i see you
you beat the gamblers black and blue
and soon i guess you'll beat me too
cause i'm a sinner how bout you
This entire world is a catastrophy
It's going down the drain
I guess the failure's your's not mine
giving these monkeys brains
Cause you see with free will there's a problem
someones gotta try
cause if the boundraries there to push
you know that push we might
...
death grips core but in a good way.