Intro to Lit. Rap

Extra credit swag

This is the class, intro to literature, write, a poem and give it to her, man, i spit in a blur, sick wit the words, sick and disturbed, man this shit is absurd, actions speak louder than words, so im flippin the bird.

Strikin the match, lighten the gas, im gonna brighten the path,
maybe i'll shake karls hand, and say hi to chad,

I know its mad soon, to talk about the classroom, im stompin like a platoon, rip tissue like an achoo.

so, you can ask who, rip trash like a raccoon, beat you like a baboon, and leave you witta bad bruise

Or maybe 2 or 3, hey guys its you and me, im in the middle, blueish green, yeah you see ima true emcee

i know you never heard me, please say you love me
and if you think that im funny, i'll stop and just hit the dougie, im just tryna get some money, and maybe meet some honeys, remember on halloween? i was a telletubbie

laalaa the one thats yellow, i know i sound so mellow,
you wanna know my name a-n-g-elo

So get to know me, then maybe give me a trophy, im so sick that im known to cause nose bleeds.

Im never stoppin, im never gettin boring
first shout out to robyn, and then shoutout to torin

I killed this beat, but misery loves company, and luckily, i'll be chillin with tom buckley

so everybody, gather round and listen next
and hit ya desk, we bout to have a vision quest

so keep listening, kuz i aint done
English, 1200-581

And the lottery has gotta be so sad
just like how zits never met his own dad
til he became him, thats kinda ghostly
but not as creepy as where are you going

arnold friend, that dude is like an enemy
he left connie dead, like a rose for emily
My minds crazy, im startin to get all tapered
im bustin out, like some yellow wallpaper

and araby, the kid was kinda up tight
and A&P, that was written by updike
and granny weatherall, she was gettin crazy
like that couple drinkin coffee, debatin keepin their baby

Extra credit, i said that i'll get it, flow like lead im heavy, and i shred it like lettuce

So get a notebook, get a couple notes took, so you dont look, shook like a fish witta throat hook

simple seliliqoui spittin, i got some similes writtin
thats hot like chile, wit a couple silly women friends

I know its kinda off track, like a tall graph on a golf match, im wack? fall back.

Im never stoppin when im robbin all these course credits,
when i login with the name robyn, on a forced edit
and im droppin all the bombs if i go to heaven
hoppin in, yeah im stockin sin, got the whole seven

My rhymes are ecstasy, im from the streets of sesame
its destiny, rappin and beatin my enemies

Im not a fighter but im rumble or, i can knock you from the top, dumbledore.

Rip to the beat, but it passed away
i wrote this rap so i could get a passing grade

this is the campus, ccri newport, no gym and wack food court, you order pizza you get a slice of cardboard, im a bout to go ham go hardcore,

But im nice so i'll end it on a good note
bottom of the page, check that, thats a foot note

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