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Poem Details | by Volodymyr Knyr |
Categories: betrayal, friend, humorous, rap,

A Friend

Who else, if not a friend,
turns up to rap and rend?

Volodymyr Knyr

Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: adventure, allusion, anger, art, color, confusion, cool, crazy, fantasy, fun, funny, music, new year, paradise, rap, riddle, rude, song,

Northern Suburbia

Your love is real 
the love you feel.
Your love is great 
the love you make.
Your records are on fire 
its your desire.
Take me out tonight
and go wild and crazy, 
or be fat and lazy. 
So I played some Doors 
and saw some whores. 
So I said goodbye 
and they all must die, fool. 
So dig my guts 
and eat my brain 
and then go insane. 
I don't
Care I love it 
so forget it, Punk!

Poem Details | by Rainbow Promise |
Categories: art, culture, education, hip hop, humorous, image, senses,

Rap Has No Ethnicity

Rapping has no Ethnicity be ye 
Greek, Jew, Afro, White, Hispanic, 
Chinese, Japanese, Other.

Yo man, go rap out the Soul.
Tell your story, cuss the enemy
In ways they can't understand.

These are the times when you
Get on the Move to Groove into
Real-time electronic technology!

Don't just go boom, boom, boom;
What the Hell is that?
Teach the Young dignity, respect
for others too.

Yacoo, Yacoo, a da da da, uh huh,
My child can't learn nothing from
That, so teach, preach, inform!

I like the beat, rhythm, mix turns
And twists;
But for heaven's sake let me learn
From your choice of words, how to 
Live in this World of ours!

Poem Details | by Chaim Wilson |
Categories: age, humorous, music,

Gregorian Chant Rap

Mozart composed the Jazz of his day,
Bach could Rock in the same way,
Music is music,
Melodies mimic,
Young tunes turn classical fogies’ heads gray.

Poem Details | by Alexander Stigleman |
Categories: feelings, humor, rap, youth,


Room observations, i got a desk with books on it.
Random paint blotches that look like comets.
Picture frames and accolades.
Diploma and Phone case.
Lava lamp from my brother for my birthday.
I swear to God i've used it once, worth it aye?
Lamp not plugged in, 
Got a dog half sleeping.
Words on my wall sketched on paper.
Hair on the floor because I decided to get creative with my razor.
Mangoritas stacked 3 high, no chaser.
Fan tilted my way with the gear on 3.
I got 3 letters to write, but i can never do it because of this A.D.D

Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: humorous,

Really Good Rap Song Horn Haiku

Really Good Rap Song Horn Haiku

There are scores and scores
Of stores that have gone away
Too much have to pay.

When small star twinkles
Will we see all the wrinkles
As each one mingles.

Can you mingle late
Because you did have to wait
And anticipate.

Might mingle later
And prefer percolator
Coffee creator.

When things will percale
We should stand in a circle
Pray for miracle.

This won't want to miss
Really good rap song it is
Can be hers or his.

James Hilarious Thesarious Horn
Bolivia, NC

Poem Details | by Naddy Zahari |
Categories: devotion, funny, girlfriend, love, rap, stress, travel,


Help me let you let me in
because I can’t deal with the acid rain
that is pouring through your brain.
It is causing too much chaos and strain.
How long shall this matter remain? 

Seriously, we need no Jane 
in the middle lane 
to act like a membrane,
to channel our overpowering emotions
down the drain,

Can you please explain 
why are you radiating cold disdain,
Don’t tell me our love is in vain!
Or do you find pleasure in pain? 

Forget the train,
let’s fly off to Spain
before I go insane!

Poem Details | by Sean Kelly |
Categories: funny, music

When Vince Took D Rap

A     poetry  writer  named  Vince
Had  some   lyrics ,and  tried  to  convince
His  young  daughter  to  say
That  rap  had  it's  day 
Now , poor  Pop  is  Hip Hop , ever  since .

Poem Details | by Kharma Scribbles Kharmaticrhythm |
Categories: cute, food, funny, poetry, rap, song,

Turnip Pie

Turnip Pie, why did I purchase you and try to lie?
Never once have you said  "Goodbye", now you sit here in this pan to cry.

I ate you once, but not again, now I sit here to scribe 'bout you with this pen,
Turnips I won't try to defend, I like you sauteed with meat at the end,

But baked in a pie I scream "Why even try?" this is something I would never ever again buy,
I've smothered in cream sprinkled with cinnamon, quite a dream, but turnips I say should not be anywhere near me!

Poem Details | by John Beam |
Categories: allusion, funny, humorous, nonsense, poetry, rap, word play,


In my bonce when to nonce                                                                                                                                                    Just another sense but I never ponce

Poem Details | by Verlecia Fields |
Categories: community, dance, freedom, humorous, music, rap, song, sound, summer, urban,

Grand Theft Audio

lets shout it out 
lets move it to the streets 
bang that car spanked-out speakers
to the rumble of the mass beat  
now bass line that big crying baby 
till it sounds
low and sweet (voice deep)

shake off all there inhibition
and bring them to the dance floor 

now let the bass sound
take you
where you want to be   

let the bass line hit you 
so you can stomp your feet   
(instrumental strong bass)

can you feel that rumble 
and you feel the beat 
bass line it up 
so you don't  
step on her feet

Poem Details | by Marissa Faries |
Categories: food, funny, humor, humorous, rap,

Bad, Bad Foods

Raw, raw foods
Ain't the true goods for you.
You can die hard from raw intoxication,
Contamination, i-in-inflammation…!
Cook 'em all the way through, yo.

"Y'all chef and staff,"
"I can't eat this. Its raw, raw m-meat-is r-raw-raawh meat!"
"Oh…. Well it's just fine, some people do it all the time."
"I ain't like them others, and this food is clearly undercooked…"

Leavin' the restaurant, no tip,
Bee'cause I got a grip and oh yes,
Raw grease on da floor, I see the chef slip. 

Actin' like it's nothing, but really-
It's bad, bad foods. Raw, raw food.
I ain't gonna buy it, nor eat it if already bought'n it.

Poem Details | by Josette Key |
Categories: funny

Mouse Rap

There's a mouse in my house
It just ran under the couch
I really hate to say it 
But I don't think I can take it.

There's a mouse in my house
I'm really quite annoyed
There's some bread on the floor
It must have really enjoyed.

There's a mouse in my house
I just hit it with my shoe
It really seems quite dead now
Think I'll flush it down the loo.

Josette Key  2009

Poem Details | by Jessica Amanda Salmonson |
Categories: candy, food, friend, humorous, rap, silly, sweet,


Mmm, mmm, Abba-Zaba
Abba zaba do dum dee
Mmm, mmm, Abba-Zaba
You da owny frien' fo' me.

Poem Details | by Jo Bien |
Categories: funny

Date Rap (His Spoken, Mine Thought)

"sorry, I'm late"
"gee, you look great"
"I brought you these flowers"
(this date may take hours)

"who do you know?"
"let's go to a show"
"eat dinner real late"
(can I escape)

"you need to go home?"
"can I call your cell phone?"
"can I kiss you goodnight?"
(as I run in fright)

Poem Details | by Randy Johnson |
Categories: games, humor, truth,

Nintendo's Wii U Got a Bum Rap

Certain people hate the Wii U, they call it a piece of crap.
But I like the game console and I think it got a bum rap.
It's no XBOX One or PS4 but it's not an abomination.
I believe it was good and that's not an exaggeration.
Yes, a few of its games do stink, especially Paper Mario: Color Splash.
When I played that game, I'd get so mad that I wanted to throw it in the trash.
Nintendo released the Switch when they axed the Wii U.
People hated the console and so it was discontinued.
I hated to see the Wii U fail, it has become another Dreamcast.
Certain people hated the Wii U and now it's a thing of the past.

Poem Details | by Josette Key |
Categories: animals, funny, life,

Mouse Rap

There's a mouse in my house
It just ran under the couch.
I really hate to say it
But I just can't seem to take it.

Oh,there's a mouse in my house
I'm really quite annoyed
There's some bread on the floor
It must have really enjoyed.

There's a mouse in my house
I just hit it with my shoe
It really seems quite dead now
Think I'll flush it down the loo.

josette key       2008

Poem Details | by Mark Koplin |
Categories: humor,

The Toilet Rap

A gas leak came again last night.
The dreaded bean a desperate flight.
It takes it’s form of natural gas.
A blowhard’s dream now fleeting fast.

A boastful blast out from the rear.
One last attempt it would appear.
Don’t push too hard just let it simmer.
It must be something you had for dinner.

Open a window to circulate.
The porcelain throne incinerates
The might king now takes his seat.
The time has come with no retreat.

One final blast will soon take hold.
Watch and learn from what’s been told.
The loo does sit on sacred ground.
A resting place has now been found.

Poem Details | by Jessica Amanda Salmonson |
Categories: city, funny, humor, music, rap, satire, silly,

Teeny Bopper Gangsta Pop Lyrics

Oom, bumba bumba bumba
Oom, bumba boo
Shoot the police and
Shooby dooby doo.

Oom, bumba bumba bumba
Oom, wumba woo
Shoot out on 42nd
Doo wacka doo.

Poem Details | by Kyle Gee |
Categories: adventure, art, engagement, fantasy, funny, funny love, rap,


Find my glutton for this rap button to come sneaking up on em/
I’m pretty good at running so let me run it up on em/
Time for me to gain traction with these tracks slung/
Alive more than I ever been in action go figure/
Never still with my stature my line’s never flat sir/
Hearts even more on beat than I need give it to her/
A crib for the burr or heat to surge the birds on my wire  
I ribbed the instrument or sound heard words on fire

Poem Details | by Marissa Faries |
Categories: addiction, crazy, drug, humor, humorous, nonsense, rap,

Mary Jane

My marina-made
Merry marijuana
Marianas maze
Marinara; merrily
Mary may thee marry me.

Poem Details | by Marissa Faries |
Categories: crazy, drug, funny, rap,

Time To Blowup

Time to be that bore who smokes the weed.
Time to be that betch who takes the lead.
Time to be the nurturer somebody needs.
Time to be the one who plucks out the weeds.

Poem Details | by Tom Tade |
Categories: giggle, humor, rap, sexy,


Fold her like a pretzel
Girl be going mental 
Nuttin in her mouth 
Now I’m messing up her dental

Treat it like a rental
Park it in the temple
Riding with the homies
And we dawging in the kennel

Shawty sentimental 
Body instrumental
Tryna tie me down 
But I’m moving continental 

Dancing like a stripper 
Shake it like a teaser
Louding up the music
How I’m playing on the speaker

It’s so cold in winter 
Turning on the heater
Linking up with baddies
Now she calling me a cheater 

Tryna make that money
I ain’t tryna keep her
Flowing on that base 
How I’m balling like I’m Jeter.

Poem Details | by Marissa Faries |
Categories: crazy, funny, humor, rap, urban, word play, words,

Rhyming Scheme

Lately I have been feeling so happy and so rappy.
But whenever I get snappy, I go for a nappy.
Just never make me feel so unhappy nor either so crappy.