Yeah, most of the kids are just depressed and have other issues.
Yeah, severe depression and giant self esteem issues aren't fun. But once you finally love yourself you stop caring what other people think of you. And it's awesome.
these are meant to be veiled threats by Erik that he condones murder if you're 'gettin fucked with' or 'hated on'..........he'll gun us down if we keep 'harassing' him...
these are meant to be veiled threats by Erik that he condones murder if you're 'gettin fucked with' or 'hated on'..........he'll gun us down if we keep 'harassing' him...
Tim played with fire and look at us now, pictures won't even work. Nigga got burned.
TUPAC IS DEAD/THE LEGEND IS GONE/THEY SAYIN TUPAC'S BACK?/DEM NIGGAS WRONG
WakeOfAshesPosts: 21,665destroyer of motherfuckers
Listened to the Jobe rap, major improvement over the others. If you have so much frustration built up, use it more often in your songs. (Not saying every song should be about internet forumers who be hatin, but yeah)
that was great.....
How can you be so blind Erik- Look, two of your toughest critics agreed with me about your jobe rap. That makes 3/3 people who liked that side of your writing... So you make something that gets positive vibes, but you still want to dick around with same lame generic lyrics that bring you nothing but criticism? L-)
Meh, too much drama, Here's a little story to calm ya Everyone settle down, I'm not here to bomb ya Some of you still live at home and we don't wanna wake your momma
I came
to visit you, but you were sleeping I know cuz through your window I was peeping, It was a little, cold so I creeped in That's better, I'm not so lonely, You look so cozy, and best of all just like I was hopin, You sleep with your mouth wide open Hand at my pants unzippin, Just put the tip in Take a quick pictcha Back out the windah Here's how this ends brah A deposit or to, it ends with you In two days if you ain't paid me yet It hits the the internet Go back and read the first two words again Pay me or not, one things for certain Before you go to sleep tonight you'll close the fucking curtain.
I'm all alone in this world. Let these emotions unfurl. Ayo, I had my life in line, it took an undecided curl. And then it took a little twirl, I don't know which way to go. Besides, where am I even headed, I don't even fuckin' know. I know where I wanna go, on my sleeve is all my dreams. But my heart's gone in the distance, it's impossible it seems. Ayo, I want love to cease, I don't wanna fucking care. I don't wanna know what it's like to feel every rip and tear. And honestly, I'm scared, 'cause the future's lookin' empty. And everyone in memory wishes they never met me. Befriend me? For what? Just to throw me in the dust? And to reinforce the reason I'm the only one I trust? And even that one's iffy, I'm a walking, ticking time bomb. Like kamikaze terrorists, the extremists of Islam. Excrement of my Mom, surprised she still believes in me. I know it's Mother's love, I wonder what she really sees in me. All I see is failure, the one to let you down. I'm the laughing stock of everybody, natural born clown. I don't wanna hear a sound, so fucking sick of all the hate. It's their goal to tear me down, when I'm aiming for something great. I just wanna clean my slate, and redeem a life of shit. Ayo, I never got any love, so I'm fightin' 'cause of it. I know you heard the last songs, how I was gonna make it there. How I was on my way to fame, and steady climbin' up the stairs. But nights like these, when your heart's stripped bare. All that confidence, ambition, is no longer found there. It gives you a blank stare, and it laughs right in your face. Vanishes right out of grasp, then it's a wild goose chase. I'm so hungry for the taste, a little taste of success. Yo, It's all I've ever wanted, I just hope it's up next. I just doubt my own strength, do I have what it takes? Yo, I just hope I fuckin' make it, for my own damn sake. 'Cause without this fuckin' Music man, there is no life for me. If I don't make it, life is worthless, and that terrifies me. Let me clarify things, ayo, there is no last resort. And there is no second option, I can't file for divorce. All or nothing right now, gotta lay it on the line. 'Cause I gotta rise above everyone who stabbed me in the spine. First off, it's this cunt, yo, I swore I'd wife that bitch. But now it's said and done, and I'd be glad to knife that bitch. Yea, I'd gladly slice that bitch, feel a sliver of my pain. And your true intention's shady, like the slither of a snake. And about my best friend? I don't know, that fag abandoned me. Sorta like my Dad, history has a fuckin' pattern, see? I descended the ladder, see? Slowly lost it all. I fell into depressive coma with no one to catch my fall. It was cold and fuckin' torturous, hello rock bottom. I was spiraling to chaos like a Batman ridden Gotham. I knew I had a problem, and help seemed out of the question. But I'm glad it happened, I needed to learn these life lessons. Never trust anybody, do not fall in love. If the world's in your hand, make sure to sew the fuckin' glove. And never think for a second that anyone cares about you. Love is used so lightly, they'd do perfectly without you. You are all you have, because you're just another number. In a population of backstabbers, two faces, and gunners. So I'm just doin' me, tryna follow my dream. And I'm never lettin' go, no matter how hard that may seem. I know I have my doubts, but this is all I have in life. It is the only think I have that makes this life worth any time. So Im'ma keep on fightin' 'til they're diggin' my grave. Meaning until my dying day, I'm this Music's personal slave. I wanna make a legacy, paint me like a mural. I'll do it by my lonesome, I'm alone in this world.
WakeOfAshesPosts: 21,665destroyer of motherfuckers
Brain said it was good. I had mixed feelings on it... I'll start with the good.
So yeah... This did come off more real then any of your last ones, and I do appreciate that. I liked the beat, and overall this was a pretty decent rap.
Now my only problem with it is I really personally don't like pity-party songs. The world is out to get you, whoa is me. This rap is almost like your Linkin Park of raps. It's good, and you kept it real... But I think you can do better then a pity party rap. The Jobe rap was better than this one IMO, but this one was a notch up then your previous attempts. Good job.
It's not a pity party. I did it for myself. I don't care what people think about it. I don't expect pity out of it. Even so, Music's my only outlet. I'm not the type to talk to people and tell them all this deep shit. That doesn't help me. I had to get it out in Music before I had a mental breakdown.
Brain said it was good. I had mixed feelings on it... I'll start with the good.
So yeah... This did come off more real then any of your last ones, and I do appreciate that. I liked the beat, and overall this was a pretty decent rap.
Now my only problem with it is I really personally don't like pity-party songs. The world is out to get you, whoa is me. This rap is almost like your Linkin Park of raps. It's good, and you kept it real... But I think you can do better then a pity party rap. The Jobe rap was better than this one IMO, but this one was a notch up then your previous attempts. Good job.
Really? I didn't see it as a pity-party song at all. I see it as he's laying it out 100 percent. Which IMO, is great.
WakeOfAshesPosts: 21,665destroyer of motherfuckers
I think you misunderstood what I was saying... Do you think Linkin Park makes their tunes to get pity from people? No, like you, they probably use their music as an outlet to get those feelings out. I get the therapy in writing such a song, but as a member of the audience I personally dont like those sort of songs. Or if I did, I wouldnt want to admit to it in public.
That rap you just made... say you got big. whose gonna like it? I'll tell you... it will be some 13 year old kid who is dealing with peer pressure and problems at home and is full of teen angst... he's gonna put on those headphones and be crying and being like "dude... I am the same way"
I'd rather here raps of stuff you are passionate about, but not necessarily about you. But regardless of me not liking pity-party raps... this rap you just made was a big step in the right direction.
Comments
Here's a little story to calm ya
Everyone settle down, I'm not here to bomb ya
Some of you still live at home and we don't wanna wake your momma
I came
to visit you, but you were sleeping
I know cuz through your window I was peeping,
It was a little, cold so I creeped in
That's better, I'm not so lonely,
You look so cozy, and best of all
just like I was hopin,
You sleep with your mouth wide open
Hand at my pants unzippin,
Just put the tip in
Take a quick pictcha
Back out the windah
Here's how this ends brah
A deposit or to, it ends with you
In two days if you ain't paid me yet
It hits the the internet
Go back and read the first two words again
Pay me or not, one things for certain
Before you go to sleep tonight
you'll close the fucking curtain.
Episode 95 - 67 by ErikBehemoth1357
Lyrics:
I'm all alone in this world.
Let these emotions unfurl.
Ayo, I had my life in line, it took an undecided curl.
And then it took a little twirl, I don't know which way to go.
Besides, where am I even headed, I don't even fuckin' know.
I know where I wanna go, on my sleeve is all my dreams.
But my heart's gone in the distance, it's impossible it seems.
Ayo, I want love to cease, I don't wanna fucking care.
I don't wanna know what it's like to feel every rip and tear.
And honestly, I'm scared, 'cause the future's lookin' empty.
And everyone in memory wishes they never met me.
Befriend me? For what? Just to throw me in the dust?
And to reinforce the reason I'm the only one I trust?
And even that one's iffy, I'm a walking, ticking time bomb.
Like kamikaze terrorists, the extremists of Islam.
Excrement of my Mom, surprised she still believes in me.
I know it's Mother's love, I wonder what she really sees in me.
All I see is failure, the one to let you down.
I'm the laughing stock of everybody, natural born clown.
I don't wanna hear a sound, so fucking sick of all the hate.
It's their goal to tear me down, when I'm aiming for something great.
I just wanna clean my slate, and redeem a life of shit.
Ayo, I never got any love, so I'm fightin' 'cause of it.
I know you heard the last songs, how I was gonna make it there.
How I was on my way to fame, and steady climbin' up the stairs.
But nights like these, when your heart's stripped bare.
All that confidence, ambition, is no longer found there.
It gives you a blank stare, and it laughs right in your face.
Vanishes right out of grasp, then it's a wild goose chase.
I'm so hungry for the taste, a little taste of success.
Yo, It's all I've ever wanted, I just hope it's up next.
I just doubt my own strength, do I have what it takes?
Yo, I just hope I fuckin' make it, for my own damn sake.
'Cause without this fuckin' Music man, there is no life for me.
If I don't make it, life is worthless, and that terrifies me.
Let me clarify things, ayo, there is no last resort.
And there is no second option, I can't file for divorce.
All or nothing right now, gotta lay it on the line.
'Cause I gotta rise above everyone who stabbed me in the spine.
First off, it's this cunt, yo, I swore I'd wife that bitch.
But now it's said and done, and I'd be glad to knife that bitch.
Yea, I'd gladly slice that bitch, feel a sliver of my pain.
And your true intention's shady, like the slither of a snake.
And about my best friend? I don't know, that fag abandoned me.
Sorta like my Dad, history has a fuckin' pattern, see?
I descended the ladder, see? Slowly lost it all.
I fell into depressive coma with no one to catch my fall.
It was cold and fuckin' torturous, hello rock bottom.
I was spiraling to chaos like a Batman ridden Gotham.
I knew I had a problem, and help seemed out of the question.
But I'm glad it happened, I needed to learn these life lessons.
Never trust anybody, do not fall in love.
If the world's in your hand, make sure to sew the fuckin' glove.
And never think for a second that anyone cares about you.
Love is used so lightly, they'd do perfectly without you.
You are all you have, because you're just another number.
In a population of backstabbers, two faces, and gunners.
So I'm just doin' me, tryna follow my dream.
And I'm never lettin' go, no matter how hard that may seem.
I know I have my doubts, but this is all I have in life.
It is the only think I have that makes this life worth any time.
So Im'ma keep on fightin' 'til they're diggin' my grave.
Meaning until my dying day, I'm this Music's personal slave.
I wanna make a legacy, paint me like a mural.
I'll do it by my lonesome, I'm alone in this world.
Only thing is, "Batman ridden Gotham" means it's full of Batmans, not that he isn't there anymore.
It's something REAL. Which makes it enjoyable.
Thank you though Monica.
Best one so far, IMO.
So yeah... This did come off more real then any of your last ones, and I do appreciate that. I liked the beat, and overall this was a pretty decent rap.
Now my only problem with it is I really personally don't like pity-party songs. The world is out to get you, whoa is me. This rap is almost like your Linkin Park of raps. It's good, and you kept it real... But I think you can do better then a pity party rap. The Jobe rap was better than this one IMO, but this one was a notch up then your previous attempts. Good job.
That rap you just made... say you got big. whose gonna like it? I'll tell you... it will be some 13 year old kid who is dealing with peer pressure and problems at home and is full of teen angst... he's gonna put on those headphones and be crying and being like "dude... I am the same way"
I'd rather here raps of stuff you are passionate about, but not necessarily about you. But regardless of me not liking pity-party raps... this rap you just made was a big step in the right direction.