White murder

Whattup dawgz!!! Here's another rap I just wrote!! And just for you to know I wrote this rap just for fun so it's fuckin stupid!! Haha don't look for somethin' special just read as it is: a way of havin' fun with art aiight? Well, take care dawgz!! See y'all later!!

Peace out!!

White murder

Intro:

Jingle bells, jingle bells

Jingle all the way

Oh, what fun it is to ride

In a one horse open sleigh

(Scratches)

1st verse:

Fuck Christmas and all the happiness that’s supposed to bring

Today I end this shit, ring-ring

“Who is it? It’s the Grinch!”

“Oh come on in, sit and start to think”

“How are gonna end this thing?”

“I know, let’s put a dick in Santa Claus’s ass!” (Beat ends)

Oh shit, he’s gay, the Grinch is gay

Fuck it! I don’t like man

Go away, go back to San Francisco’s bay!

Let’s go back to the plan (Beat begins again) guess what?

There’s a big van parked outside

With all the tools to take Santa out, bye-bye!

Little kids are singin’ at my door

“Get the fuck outta here; I don’t wanna hear this no more!”

(But why sir? It’s Christmas, don’t you know?)

Of course I do, and today I’m endin’ it that fo’ sho!

So people may be askin’ why finishin’ Christmas, right?

Well, cuz it’s time to transform this thing tonight

Yeah, a transformation, an evolution, a modification

Stop hangin’ crowns in your door, go and have a fuckin’ vacation

Go to the beach, go to the lake and get away of this big fake

I’m still thinkin’ should I hit Santa’s head with a rake? (ha ha)

Get him in the oven until he bakes and a whit and red cake?

Well, I’d better start joinin’ my ideas together

Cuz the time has come, there’ll be no other, to commit this

Chorus:

White murder!

Today is Christmas Eve

And everybody will see this

White murder!

Santa is goin’ down

No more fuckin’ crowns

White murder!

Children forget your gifts

You’ll only receive porn magazines

White murder!

This’ll be a white murder!

2nd verse:

OK, let’s start buildin’ my fuckin’ trap

Let me open my “Ho-Ho” plan

There’s the livin’ room, the table and the tree

Hey Santa, do you like rap?

I should play some while you die (he he)

Here’s some beer, I’ll put it instead of milk

Santa will drink it and be unable to think

This mink coat will help me to cover his eyes

I’ll hang it in the chimney and when that fuckin’ big pink ass

Enter my house, it will fall and make him completely blind

The first step is done, what’s next?

Read the text , what it says?: take Santa’s clothes of

I’ll keep the hat, the belt and the boots, that’s enough

Yeah, I know what I’ll do with those

I’ll hang ‘em in the street poles or sell them in casinos

My trap is almost finished, but somethin’s misssin’

Have you guesse? Yeah...the killin’!

So let’s tie a rope down the floor

Santa will you be able to jump?

I don’t think so, you’ll trip and fall

Your ass will be in the middle of the cross

And that tree next to the wall?

Yeah, you’re right, it’ll fall over you, adios!

Everythin’s ready and settled; I meant no diss

But you’re ready kids? Cuz you’re about to see a

Chorus

3rd verse:

Everyone is positions. I just heard a sound

Sshhh! That’s the reindeer settlin’ down

In the roof, I bet there’s faggot Rudolf

With his fuckin’ red nose and the other eight hoes

Oh my God, I’m so excited! Santa just rose

He’s walkin’ with his sack toward the chimney

I can hear this fag’s boots goin’ skweeky skweeky

Now come on down you big fat ass

This’ll be your last motherfuckin’ Christmas

No more goin’ to other house to leave your bags

Or goin’ back to the North Pole with those pussy dwarfs!

He just drank the beer! He’s getting’ dizzy

I can see it all from my hidin’ seat

The coat fell in his head and he’s screamin’ like a kid! (ha ha)

Hey Santa wanna play hide and seek?

(Who’s there? Please help me!)

Oh no, give me your fuckin’ red suit

(Here it is. What else do you want? Take my boots!)

OK Santa take my hand and walk right there

Haha! You just fell in the last trap, you poor little wild bear

On the count of three: One, two, three, wheeee (Loud noise)

I did it! I killed Santa! It was only me!

(Allan what was that…what the fuck?!?!)

Oops I’m sorry ma, Santa’s dead you ain’t getting’ your new bra!

(But Allan, this is…this is. I know this is my whit murder!)

Chorus (in the back)

Outro:

Haha no more Santa motherfuckers

Now it’s time to grab his sleigh

And go around the world

Visitin’ each house, leavin’ the gifts

Cuz poor little kids

They’ve got to receive their porn magazines!

Haha Merry Christmas!

I can't remember...

Wazzzup dawgz!!! I came back!! After some time of not writin' I finally had the time to write some shit! This rap talks 'bout my life so you can know me better dawgz!! Well, hope you like it!! Take care!! Peace out!!

Can’t remember

Intro:

Hi! My name is… (what?)

My name is… (who?)

My name is… (scratches)

Hi! My name is… (what?)

My name is… (who?)

My name is… (scratches)

My name is… (scratches)

Fuck! I can’t remember my name man!

1st verse:

Have you ever felt like me before?

Tryin’ to remember somethin’

And just feelin’ as if your memory had gone through that door? (nah)

Well, I always feel this way

Cuz there’s a problem in my head

So let me tell you the story of my life man

I was just an ordinary boy who grew up in an ordinary home

With no drugs or alcohol just my sister, my father and my mom (awww)

So when did it happen?

Did I fall over a bridge or down a ladder?

Was I hit by a ball? It don’t matter

All I know: my memory is a little bit complex

Everythin’ is there, but mixed up by some kind of vortex

All I see and hear goes up there and gets fucked up

Worse than all the silicon in the ass of Mrs. Jennifer Lopez

My whole life I’ve been tryin’ to figure out

This problem, I’m lookin’ for a solution now

Wow! I guess it’s pretty difficult

My brain’s dead I need a fuckin’ miracle!

So I’m just askin’ you to understand me; that’s literal

Cuz havin’ a memory like mine is not easy

Wait! She’s not my sister is she? (hehe no)

Hey! Do you remember what I said at the beginnin’?

Listen again if you can’t find the meanin'

But hey don’t ask me cuz I can’t remember anythin’!

Chorus:

Don’t ask me

I can’t remember which day I was born

Don’t ask me

I won’t remember my favorite toy

Don’t ask me

I can’t remember all the moments are gone

Don’t ask me

Cuz all that I know:

My name is NG…and that’s all!

2nd verse:

Since 6th grade I feel like I’m someone else

Cuz I quit bein’ that little guy with Reyes as last name (ooops!)

I started to talk with an accent

Wear blin-bling and grab my balls while rappin’

When did it happen? (yeah, when?)

Dunno man, it happened and that’s it

All I remember is me tryin’ to copy those gangstas

I saw movies, videos and looked up for words

Got a book with all the vocabulary, ha, I must be nuts!

But that’s just the way I am

I wish I could answer when you ask

Everybody thinks somethin’ went wrong on my life as a child

But it didn’t, it just went a little bit off the track (hehe)

My mom took me to a doctor to examine my head

He opened my skull and played with my brain

After squeezing it a little he put it back and said:

“I’m scared ma’am your son’s brain is broken

Look, it’s moving! (It moved?)

Yeah…like rappin’ with some attitude!” (what?)

Surprisingly, I opened my eyes and looked around

Saw my doctor and my mom movin’ her hands

After pausin’ a little I opened my mouth and this came out:

Hi! I’m NG’s brain and I’m here to tell you everythin’s great

Stop askin’ yourselves if NG’s OK

Just come right here, stand next to me and sing the chorus loud and clear!

Chorus

3rd verse:

That’s what happens when you can’t remember

Even if I want to it won’t get better

I just get hit by hundreds of flashes

My life keeps comin’ and goin’ but everythin’ is just ashes

So I wish could keep writin’ in this rap

But I can’t remember the point of this thang (Really?)

Words and words keep comin’ into my head

But I just can’t figure out whether I want to masturbate

(What? NG I think you’re talkin’ crazy)

Haha the thing is I can’t remember how to be sane

Like the time I walked in a party met a girl named Mary and took her upstairs

Started touchin’ her while my penis was comin’ out of my pants

Then I was in my bedroom with a fuckin’ headache

I call my friend and asked for her

He started laughin’ and said:

“Dude, can’t you remember? Mary was Marty

You touched him and got him angry

He grabbed a tube hit you in the head

And shoveled it up your ass man! hehe” (Fuuuuuck)

So that’s how it goes

There ain’t no cure for my curse (Yeah…)

So don’t get angry man

If I see you and ask what your name was!

Chorus

Thinkin' 'bout shit called Alcohol!

Hey niggaz wassssup!!! I haven't wrote in a while but today I was thinkin' 'bout some shit and a wrote a rap 'bout it. If you want an explanation 'bout this rap, ask me cuz it is a little personal and I don't wanna explain it right now haha!! Hope you like it dawgs!!! Take care!!

Sober

 

Intro:

(Hey Allan! Want a drink?

No thanks! I’m fine

C’mon man! Drink somethin’!

No man! I said I’m fine!

Why do you never drink alcohol?

Why? Why?

I’ll tell you why)

 

1^st Verse:

Some dudes think I’m nuts

Cuz I don’t drink alcohol that’s all

But they don’t understand

That my life is more important man

Than any motherfuckin’ vodka thang

So I’m just here tellin’ you ‘bout this

Hope you hear it

I think you just need to pay attention

To stop askin’ the same fuckin’ questions

(Why don’t you drink? You want some rum?)

Fuck it! Go and fuck your mom!

And I’m just tryin’ to be civilized

Tryin’ to understand why there’s always someone puckin’ at my side

(But NG take it easy man, drinkin’ is funny!)

Yeah right, until you’re layin’ in the floor dead

And the last thing you saw inside your head

Was a bunch of people carryin’ you to a bed

Red whine, white whine, vodka, rum, and champagne

These will all ruin your life man

Is it worthy? If you want to impress a girl

Just use your imagination dawg

And tell her beautiful words

So why get drunk? She won’t even understand you at all

So stop offerin’ me drinks

Cuz I ain’t gonna take any motherfuckin’ thing!

 

Chorus:

Cuz I’m a sober!

I don’t drink, cuz I think

With my head always clear

And my eyes always see

And can hear with my ears pretty well

So I don’t fall with this shit

Of “fun time” all my friends always say

And there’s no alcohol in my veins

So if somethin’ happens who do you blame?

Not me! Cuz I’m a sober!

 

2^nd Verse:

I know you won’t hear me

Everythin’ I’m sayin’ will be forgotten after this is

Finished, ended or terminated

Like alcohol who’s only waitin’

For an opportunity to crush your body, rape it

Look! It’s Terminator: “Hasta la vista baby”

Unless you leave that glass over that table

Search and destroy

For everyone who drinks and asks for more

(I want another drink! I want more!)

You only think ‘bout gettin’ wasted

It don’t matter if you can’t pronounce a word

You ridiculously say it, c’mon let’s face it

Is that funny? To be the clown of the night?

(Yeah, why not?)

Psych! I’m impressed

I didn’t know someone could be that messed

Up, up we go, another glass is goin’ to that man’s mouth

Damn! It’s his seventh I hope he don’t fall to the ground

(Noise) Ouch! That was loud!

See? You gotta trust me man

Try to understand, leave it while you can

(Not at all, not at all, not at all NG!)

Then see you at your funeral!

 

Chorus

 

3^rd Verse:

I’m getting’ tired of seein’ you drinkin’

And you are tired of hearin’ me speakin’

But I’ll tell you one more thing:

Don’t you ever judge me dude!

I don’t drink but you don’t know what the fuck I’ve been through!

It ain’t easy for me to be a sober

To see all my friends laughin’

And if I walk to them and start askin’

They just say: “Nothin’, it’s over!”

To see how they have their own jokes

‘Bout stupid things like the weather or even blowjobs

And not be able to understand them

Cuz I wasn’t there with my glass of champagne

Or to see how they go dancin’

And not notice they left me in the couch playin’

Cards with some dudes that don’t talk cuz they’re bored

And just say how much they have won

You don’t know ‘bout this, do you?

You don’t know what it feels to ask for a friend

And hear an answer like this:

(I don’t know man, he’s maybe puckin’ upstairs)

You think it is easy for me?

To see how all my friends leave me for a couple of drinks

And they return laughin’ at me?

It hurts! But it seems it won’t change a bit

So I’m outty and yeah I don’t drink, I say it proudly!

 

Chours

 

(Hey Allan, have you seen my girlfriend?

Yeah…mmm...she’s upstairs

With someone?

Yeah, I’m sorry man

Damn! You know? The problem is she’s a fuckin’ drunk ass bitch

And just like you I’m a sober)

NG's Talent Show!!!

Wazzzzzup!!! It's me again dawgs!!! Finally I'm writin' somethin'!! hahaha. Well, first of all I'm gonna give some kind of background, know what I'm sayin'? Cuz, everybody started sayin' wrong shit 'bout the last post so I'll better explain everythin' hahaha. Last Wednesday,  at my school there was a Talent Show! So, everybody thought it was a great opportunity for No Gravity to show the world his skills. And what skill am I talkin' 'bout? Well, beatbox!!! Yeah!! And for those who doesn't know what it is I can tell you that beatbox is the art of makin' beats and sounds with the mouth. I think you have seen it on the Internet if you haven't then look fo' videos on YouTube. Well, the thing is the show was spectacular, everybod y was shoutin' and I was very excited!!! Everythin' was perfect, you know!! So, now that you know,  here is a rap I wrote 'bout this thing, hope you like it! Take care, homies!!!

Beatboxin' through my life

Intro:

(Crowd noises…

A voice is heard

“Let’s welcome Allan Reyes”

“Thank you mister…

(Clear throats)

Let’s start with the basics…”)

 

Chorus:

I can hear some voices

But I ain’t crazy

It’s the crowd makin’ some noises

I’m standin’ in front

With a mic in my hand

Lookin’ right to y’all dawgs.

My life has changed

It won’t be the same

Cuz I’ve found a way

To get fame, fame , fame

It ain’t somethin’ bad, aiight?

I’m just

Bm Bm K t BB K t

Beatboxin’ through my life!

 

1^st verse:

Yo yo wazzup man?

Yes, I’m back! Oh NG’s back!

So everybody just pack

Your stuff and I’m no bluff

I’m gonna knock you off

Of your feet, can you hear?

B tttt K tttt B t B t B t K tttt

It’s somethin’ knew for you

And you will love it

I bet you’ll do

So just listen and let you be

Invaded by my powerful beat, see?

Bm Bm K Bm Bm K K

You feelin’ the rhythm?

Then claps your hands and leave’em

Up in the air and dance with’em

I can see you move your body

Keep it up, come on everybody!

Your shouts are exciting me!

Raisin’ the adrenaline inside me!                    

I cannot stop!

And my mouth continues to go

Bm Bm shica Bm shica Bm

Bm shica Bm Bm shica Bm

So I’ll like to welcome you to my show!

 

Chorus

 

2^nd verse:

To much talk better shut up

Cuz this is art it’s not fucked up

Making beats it ain’t easy

Sometimes it makes me dizzy

And gets me all messy

However, I love doin’ this

I love the beats, the sounds and the basics

B t K t B t K t B t K t

Understand the concept of beatbox

It ain’t simple, like spaghetti and meatballs

But just try to listen to the beatbox

Blisten to the BeatBox B t Pf t B t Pf

And feel the beatbox cuz this is my beatbox

Wow! Didn’t know you could shout so loud

I can hear you screaming near my ear

Please stay here

I can continue till New Year’s Eve

You hear that? Someone’s comin’

It’s a robot and it’s beatboxin’

You listenin’?

The sounds and the scratches

No one matches my style, a fact is

Did you like Billie Jean?

Then you will love the next part

Cuz I’ll sing Stand by me!

 

Chorus

 

3^rd verse:

I have beatboxed and sung

And the shouts continue to go

They won’t stop, I know

Cuz people love my skill

Did you listen to everythin’?

I hope you did

But I know I gotta go

I don’t want to cuz

I love the way your shouts float

Through the air and fill all the fuckin’ place

At first, there were teachers, girls and boys

But now you’re all my dawgs!

And my body continues to move

My hands, my head all with the rappin’ groove

All I wanna do is please you

So I can hear once again: “Allan I love you!”

My friends are here, I see them all

There they are standin’ next to wall

My sister’s also here

Thank you, this is a kiss for you Mich

But now my times’s runnin’ off

And mister…wants me of

The stage, he’s turnin’ my mic off

Wait! Last thing I wanna say

Thank y’all for comin’ to my show today!

 

(Crowd noises…)