View Full Version : for all the true motherfuckers yo, what's the realest shit you ever wrote?
from time to time I get bored and then nostalgic and re-read old verses of mine, most of which makes me cringe, but sometimes I'm like "man that line was real as fuck." so what do you guys think is the realest shit you ever wrote? not whole verses, just like 1-4 bars nah mean.
for me:
"my life's a comedy of errors and a porno of truth"
"True Gemini, two ends of I, at our cores an isotope
torn between seeing the world through telescopes or a microscope"
"the problem is I got more ideas than minutes
more ambitions to begin than I have reasons to finish
more horizons to explore than I have means to their limits
more pulpits to preach from than there are people to listen"
"My mind's the 9 to 5 grind with weekend trips to Atlantis
Painting pictures of my prison while I drift in the canvas"
mostly it
El Muffin
06-08-2015, 04:25 AM
Every verse I write from henceforth will be a crescendo of fucking rape
So. I'll let you know my nigga
I'm bout to be on some Glory shit
srs man so srs
Greed
06-08-2015, 06:10 AM
I wrote 4 lines that will stand the test of time last week.
I will share when they are recorded.
Clutbuck
06-08-2015, 08:30 AM
tough call for me presonally
i try and keep a bit of detachment from my writing so even if i DO use anything personal, its usually done via a character or scenario completely separate
i've never been one to really use writing as an outlet or w/e on some homotional bullshit
Mr. J
06-08-2015, 11:45 AM
I sneak my lines in on every piece...
some are tooooo subtle for the 'advanced' writers though
uh-oh
06-08-2015, 11:52 AM
I GOT TWO LEFT FEET. AND TWO RIGHT SHOES.
AINT NOBODY STEPPIN THROUGH LIKE DUDE
UnbornBuddha
06-08-2015, 11:59 AM
I believe it is inevitable for the writer to depict and portray some aspect of their mental habitat, simply because the lens in which the writing is pouring from has the patterns in which one engages the world in. Of course, one can shade their viewpoints with fantasy and detachment, nevertheless tidbits of one's life are going to appear. The mere choice of writing something at a certain junction through inspiration and whatnot, kind of already signifies the inevitability of the reflection of one's soul appearing in the writing. Soul, in the metaphorical sense. But, I guess there are lines that are more obviously tainted with oneself.
As for myself, these are some recent lines of mine, that have some bearing:
A social recluse, whose secluded all those close to him
Partly, because fear has him scared of those closing in;
Strangers approaching the veil behind his anti-social whims,
A treasure box itemizing his feelings. I'm co-signing your healing
Nowadays, I try to be straightforward, not rhyming encrypted
But, frustratingly so, others still find it too mystic
As if the light from the void has blinded their spirits.
I know I don't quite come to par to those standards of yours
Still, I hope to rise, beyond the limits of that ladders of yours
Clamber the roof, wishing upon only the stars that are pure.
The enigma of the light within darkness furthers the farfetch's allure
You see my friend, falling from grace is part of the cure
I alone share the blame for what you've become,
A pretentious and grandiose part of the sum.
the voice of concern, is all the hell i hear when you speak
call me possessed when ..the only evil in this mirror is me
but appearance deceives, intervenes when the truth is defined
and the lies, are what produces lines between you and I
ive got tons.
but ill leave you with this
I GOT TWO LEFT FEET. AND TWO RIGHT SHOES.
AINT NOBODY STEPPIN THROUGH LIKE DUDE
Don demarco
Chill Phil
06-08-2015, 03:31 PM
Its different than bitching and moaning
I'm scribbling moments as I've been bending and folding/
Doubled over, gut wrenching and loathing
Knees bent, no shoulders for gripping and holding/
Stripped down to wishing from knowing...
It's killing me slowly, sifting through clothing/
Lifting them up and sniffing them only
Hoping to find out if it isn't molding/
Lemme see what I can wear again...
My hair's thinning out, I need a therapist
Witty
06-08-2015, 03:33 PM
Everything I write is fantasy because I don't know who I am.
dead man
06-08-2015, 05:48 PM
i've never been one to really use writing as an outlet
yea that outlet is pretty much the only reason i am on here so this is a hard question to answer
see: sublimation
im interested in re-reading old stuff though and seeing if something actually rings as more 'realistic' than the rest.
good thread quaker oats.
El Muffin
06-08-2015, 11:19 PM
Everything I write is fantasy because I don't know who I am.
Swear to god I identify w/ this
kannon
06-08-2015, 11:41 PM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPrtNulqh9s
kannon that's dope man. I'd buy an EP of yours in a heartbeat, no joke. I've bumped this track countless times
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8hXHIreIXXY
dead man I'll check that verse. though one of my all-time favorite Blacketh lines is "if you think suicide is selfish you can't relate to the feeling." Idk why, but that has always stuck with me.
Split Eight
06-09-2015, 02:29 AM
"I think we'd all be secretly relieved if the internet just suddenly stopped existing"
El Muffin
06-09-2015, 02:45 AM
Wow
Who said that split
That shit kills me n resurrects me at the same time
Dr Dog
iono which alias is which on topical side
Big baby fkd my world up
Ghost1
06-09-2015, 07:36 AM
He said it.
Fucka idiyote.
Also dead@u
Idk who I am wahhhhhh
Lol. U are teetering on the edge muffin.
I assure u this is not a healthy environment for u right now
PancakeBrah
06-09-2015, 03:16 PM
"Pan smoldered Bram Stokers" -PancakeBrah, 2013
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