I wrote another rap today!
Alright, so awhile ago I posted a rap that I wrote and I got some good feedback. Today I went on YouTube, found a pretty sick beat and wrote along to that. I wanted to write a single verse but I just kept going, so here's the result. Please note that this is the second rap I've ever written, ever and I wrote it in 20 minutes so it's a little rusty. Feel free to give suggestions on how it could be improved, though. I wrote this for Nicki to rap with somebody else (who would add their own verse that I didn't write) and I was channeling old school mixtape Nicki while I was writing. I know it ends abruptly but I thought it was kinda funny that way. Anyways, here it is, hope you like it!
It's collab time with Nicki Minaj
Eyo, let's take these bitches down one by one before they can see it coming, alright
I got bars that, you know, it's like they coming from another planet
I'm in the zone
And let's see if you can keep up, come on]
I wanna rap with you, you wanna rap with me
Then it's good, let's go and have a tea party
I wanna see if you can match this beat
Come on a sit with me, shut up and count to three!
Bitch you know I hit it right when I pull up to those streets
Got girls eying me like I just took they freedom of speech
And when we sleazing with the dealers we got the energy
Come on and mess with me
M-m-m-m-ess with me!
[Spoken : Eyo. Somebody better get the Harajuku Barbie her clutch. Chanel, not the crap them kissup radio hosts keep giving me. What. Who the fuck do they think I am? Lil Mama? Where is my clutch, SB? Yo, you know, I gotta grab something fast, 'cause these hands want to punch a bitch out right now. Gotta keep 'em busy, you know, I don't want to get arrested like that motherfucker Kimberly. Where the fuck's Barbie? Damn.]
Let out your anger, bitch, you know you wanna be playing
I'll just let you know when I'm done eradicating
'Cause bitch I'm not faking, this is how they made me
And it's funny 'cause I couldn't get higher ratings
Trust me, trust me, I've really counted my money
Maybe once or twice
I've got the bragging rights, honey
But a dumb bitch like you aint burdened, you can't count at all
How many baby daddies you got?
And how many of them called?
Ha, do yourself a favour; go buy your kid a Nicki Minaj doll
Oh wait, you couldn't afford a toy if you sold your soul!
Whoa, OK, calm down, I forgot, what was I rapping about before?
Oh yeah, about you and your lack of talent, whore!
If you wanna be competition
Hurry before my book hits the stores
Oh, Roman's back, bitch, and while I'm around you'll never be bored
And if Reloaded hasn't made you already scared
Then you better be prepared for the electric chair!
Yes, I'm filing my nail filer for when you cross the line
Bitch I'll take your eyes, before you can be surprised
And I'm backed up by Drake, 2 Chainz, Lil Wayne and Gucci Mane
They'll be laughing at your pain
While your head is on display!
Been around the world, I still can't find, another girl that can steal my shine.