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    Hey,This is Karshinjutsu with my newest obsession in the art catagory,Rapping!I know,I know....In squeaky voice"Rap is the center of all evil!Noooo we mustn't let it into our liiiiiiiiives!!!!!".Hey,that's just what I thought until a spirit told me I'd be good at it(I even started listening to the music a while now).Yah know what,I am!Here are some songs I've written in class in the past week.With some after commentary by me(By the Bye,My solo artist name is Carthaginian Tactics).

    1.Rebecca's Song

    Uhn,Dis is a song about a girl I once knew.
    Placed in the wrong family,
    With nowhere to go.
    It was whearing her down,
    Till she cracked.
    With nothing left,
    She died inside,
    And I was the reason she cried.

    Rebecca,Rebecca
    A general name,
    Till you add to the end a feeling or frame.
    Cause and effect was the name of the game.
    And I was the one to cause all of the shame.

    Her teachers asked why she wasn't in class the next day.
    Soon the crayons in her desk began to decay.
    This was the beginning of the mess she'd gotten herself into.
    Emotions too high,
    No longer so loving.
    She held up a shield to mask the self-loathing.

    Rebecca,Rebecca
    A general name,
    Till you add to the end a feeling or frame.
    Cause and effect was the name of the game.
    And I was the one to cause all of the shame.

    Rebecca,Rebecca
    A general name,
    Till you add to the end a feeling or frame.
    Cause and effect was the name of the game.
    And I was the one to cause all of the shame.

    Rebecca,Rebecca,
    Just a shadow today.
    Elementary lines crumble,
    But they are still held up by prays.
    Rebecca,Rebecca,
    Hollow in every way.
    In her own mind,
    She isn't O-Kay.
    __________________________________________________
    So,This one is about a girl who used to be my best friend.I knew her family wasn't quite right,but I guess when I left her alone she just cracked cause she didn't have anyone else.The girl showed up less and less at school till she just stopped showing.Bless you,girl.I hope your okay.
    Hey,anyway,Did'ya like it?It may just be a bit too strange to think of a girl rapping,huh?
    Last edited by Karshinjutsu; 03-11-2008, 07:51 PM.
    Mandelbrot is the format of Matter.Energy is the format of everything.

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    2.Fighters World(Pathway)

    Fight-Ing!
    Carthaginian Tactics.
    The Beat,The Sound,The Rap'n'Rock.

    Pathway!
    See the light.
    Pathway!
    If you can't see what's right.
    Pathway!
    Maybe das why you fight.

    What's the deal with this town.
    It's unreal how your people fight.
    Do they do it for nothing?
    Would the die for another?
    Die for their brother?
    Man,dis is sick.
    Your all stuck in the pits.
    Your fighting.
    Bursting with long lasting mental fits.
    Well,It's no wonder is it?
    Getting along is not that hard.
    Maybe to me,
    It's just a form of art.
    Friendship is curious.
    Like the sun and the moon.
    Jus' don't call me out.
    I'll be there for you soon.
    You say I'm a loon,
    But I'm probably just the typhoon,
    That nocks you down in cold brood.
    The same blood of those who have blown.
    So shoot ya stones.
    Crush my bones.
    Go over the head with the tiles on the floor,
    Cause I'm here.
    I won't go.
    Pass my test and you'll have shown.
    But until then I'll have you thrown.
    Man,get your act together.
    Man,see some sense.
    You just gotta know,
    Your not the only one all alone.
    But you will be if you keep keeping to your own.

    Pathway!
    See the light.
    Pathway!
    If you can't see what's right.
    Pathway!
    Maybe das why you fight.

    So here I go.
    Lyin low,
    But watchin' you deep within the shadows.
    Hello,I'm not here.
    But maybe I would be if you didn't ignore your fears.
    __________________________________________________ _
    Well,this one was just an inspiration that came to me when I was watching a gang-group play Basket Ball at the park.One of the guys was just a total snob,which sorta inspired this, sorta.
    Mandelbrot is the format of Matter.Energy is the format of everything.

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    • #3
      3.Wound To The Head

      The clash of metal.
      The ring and the shine.
      I'm the one you can't beat,
      Me and mine.
      Hallalujuh,
      You failed to see.
      Once left ungarded,
      Not anymore is there a spot to steel.
      Hell Mary,
      I step in a flurry of caution and worry.
      Do one step forward.
      Attack.
      Now bring the knife back.
      Killing make my vision go black.

      And I stand here wishing for the world to tear in two.
      And the blood flows freely from my open mouth.
      I do,
      I wish for the world to tear in two.
      Tear in two.
      Hey,I'm here,
      I'm screamin at you.

      I'm on the floor.
      How did I get here?
      It's the birth and premier,
      Of my brain being puncsheered(Punctured)
      Oozing out from my veins.
      Flowing all over work cranes,
      Tires,and boxes,and the feet of my brothers and sisters.

      And I stand here wishing for the world to tear in two.
      And the blood flows freely from my open mouth.
      I do,
      I wish for the world to tear in two.
      Tear in two.
      Hey,I'm here,
      I'm screamin at you.

      The rustle of movement tells me their gone.
      Realizing that,
      I'm no longer warm.
      ______________________________________________
      I realy like this one.It came out of nowhere,but a need for pencil and paper.I just auto-wrote this!Hey,Hey!!
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      • #4
        4.Power

        What's the deal,
        You think nothing is real,
        But the dollarbill,
        Man,you just need to chill.
        Take a vacation from your bleak destination.
        Talent isn't your nack at confiscation.
        I rule with unique style and justification.
        So rule to you.
        Your damn well screwed.
        It's my power over hell dat chu'.
        Seem to forget about.
        Not the run around.
        Power is underground.
        So,so am I.
        I'll twist you around.
        I'll match your punches.
        Pound for pound.
        You ain't got nothing.
        Your livin' it blank.
        ________________________________________
        Gee,this came out of nowhere too.Also auto-writing.Nothing more I can say.
        Last edited by Karshinjutsu; 03-09-2008, 04:13 AM.
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        • #5
          5.I Won With Bliss

          Your heart is bleeding.
          Crying and pleading.
          Your takin a beating.
          But you've just costed me everything.
          Maybe if you weren't so caught up.
          In everything you do,
          Possibly you's see,
          The reason no-one's shown,
          It's the reason your all alone.
          Sitting aloof on your dull,rusty thrown.
          It's the power of one's own,
          That keeps them goin'.
          But it appears that your own,
          Cost you more than what I now lost,
          And what I had sown.
          Beat this dream,
          Why don't you,
          But remember this little miss.
          I don't care,
          I'm shadowed totally in permanent bliss.
          __________________________________________
          This was writin' for one of the stupid girls at school who suck away my energy.Die,ugly woman,die!Oh wait,I shouldn't lie,She's no woman!She will never make it to 'little sister level' in my inner circle!Muahahahaha!!!!!!!
          Last edited by Karshinjutsu; 03-09-2008, 04:16 AM.
          Mandelbrot is the format of Matter.Energy is the format of everything.

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          • #6
            6.Standing

            This is hell's story,
            My destiny.
            Take these facts at face value.
            Harmony.
            Cacaufany.
            It's your basic manotany.

            When the world becomes a shell,
            The people who caused it go down unwell.
            These sick,twisted copycats think they got it right.
            Their the ones who messed this shit up into the flames bright.

            The dust has settle on the ground.
            Gun smoke flying up and down.
            There's a measure to my code,
            I won't let it get blown.
            Cause I'm the last one standin' on the fields of war.

            When the last one stands it's all your fault.
            When the last one stand's it's difficult.
            Your the one who caused,
            The death of all those who loved,who felt,and took a bullet.
            Maybe if you hadn't won,
            You'd be gone on the run.
            This aint for fun.
            Not with a shot gun.
            __________________________________________________ _
            This one I just had to write because a teacher was writing kids off as people who would pick up guns and shoot for the fun of it.(She reffered to all kids.)I was blowing off some steam with this.Shoot,I realy should find more inspiration like this.
            Last edited by Karshinjutsu; 03-09-2008, 04:19 AM.
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            • #7
              7.Depressed Town

              Behind the stone wall of agony,
              Crime floats around like it's in the dead sea.
              Gun shots sound,
              Curving round broken windows.
              Planks of wood are nailed to brick.
              Graffiti,and the people are all raving sick.
              Spit,On the clay colored ditch.
              Rif-raf,They should call it quits.
              I think they wanna tear me to pieces and bits.

              Heads.Hung.Low
              As the rain falls through the open window.
              Heads.Threw.Back.
              I've got a talent for this.
              Scream.Out.Loud
              Power beyond will.

              Now listen up.
              This place is ransacked and trucked.
              The government says we're nothing but messed up.
              My friends all wonder where we go from here.
              I told them,
              We're trapped here,
              It'sah wonder we even got medical care.
              It'sah wonder we've even got people who dare to care.
              Cause society doesn't fare,
              At least not in this sectar.

              Heads.Hung.Low
              As the rain falls through the open window.
              Heads.Threw.Back.
              I've got a talent for this.
              Scream.Out.Loud
              Power beyond will.

              Back alley ways.
              The shots seem far away.
              I sit unfazed by the ruckas.
              Pandamonium broke out one to many times.
              The people were told way too many lies.
              Now,shit faced bastards walk the street.
              Fighting the law,
              Beating it to fucking shit.
              __________________________________________
              Wow,last one for now.This song describes my town,and the fact that the government doesn't seem to care here.Whatever,they can just stay out of our town for all I care.Well,are these songs okay?Whatcha' think?
              Last edited by Karshinjutsu; 03-09-2008, 04:21 AM.
              Mandelbrot is the format of Matter.Energy is the format of everything.

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              • #8
                wow impressive,very cool.i lke it.keep on keeping it on.

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                • #9
                  Hey,thaaaaa'aaanks!!!That means alot that some people like!I think I'll add my newest song now.It was done in only five minutes,so I realy don't know how bad it is.(It's supposed to signify 2012!)


                  8.Here we go,
                  On down the road,
                  Passing broken cars,
                  Carrying a heavy load.

                  It didn't use to be like dis,
                  Not like it is.
                  We were supposed to a reziliant race.
                  Now we're down to nought but a few,
                  Who choose,
                  To fight for the right to live.

                  Politics gave us a run for our money.
                  At first people thought it was just kinda funny.
                  You know,
                  The kind of thing you sit around,
                  And watch all day on the tube.
                  Well,I don't know about you,
                  But I'm finding it diffucult to believe,
                  That humans were so consumed once by this desease.
                  Hell,even if I did believe it as if it were still today,
                  I wouldn't even want to say.

                  (Hey,
                  Come back to me!)

                  Watching scum trail down the road,
                  Wit stolen loot,
                  Man is dat guy scuffin' a boot.
                  I guess he's too shook to ask for help.
                  Hey,does anyone know dat smell?
                  It's like gasoline,
                  But it can't be.
                  Damn shit wouldn't be used just for this and that.
                  Shit sold out already at 98.
                  No,man,this is an explosive like petrolium.
                  Maybe it's that new compound mixed wit RA sodium.(Radio Active)
                  They're running this way.
                  Guess a fellow needs to cut away.
                  And real quick like.
                  Like the flag as it soaked in charcoal and flames.
                  _________________________________________________
                  There ya' gooo!
                  Mandelbrot is the format of Matter.Energy is the format of everything.

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                  • #10
                    ahh thats so awesome. ive been getting into underground rap recently. not that mainstream junk

                    hmm lessee some of the wonder ones i like

                    krs-one
                    cunninlynguists http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IHAD9...eature=related

                    brother alihttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cgJQJesMs9s

                    sweatshop union

                    all these actually rap about whats goin on in the world wheeee

                    your verses are amazing i loves it
                    Every gift of God makes the soul ready to receive a new gift, greater than itself.

                    Meister Eckhart

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                    • #11
                      like your raps
                      and would love to hear them spoken outloud!

                      love Elleke
                      Love is all there was, is and ever will be
                      www.newchildren.net

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                      • #12
                        ahh thats so awesome. ive been getting into underground rap recently. not that mainstream junk

                        hmm lessee some of the wonder ones i like

                        krs-one
                        cunninlynguists http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IHAD9...eature=related

                        brother alihttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cgJQJesMs9s

                        sweatshop union

                        all these actually rap about whats goin on in the world wheeee

                        your verses are amazing i loves it
                        Thankyou,I know what you mean.I can realy only listen to the underground stuff.The music the mainstream musicions make just doesn't sound right to me.Once again,Thankyou,I enjoy writing this stuff.
                        Mandelbrot is the format of Matter.Energy is the format of everything.

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                        • #13
                          like your raps
                          and would love to hear them spoken outloud!

                          love Elleke
                          I'm workin on that part.It's just that I need to find the right sound clips to create the beat to these,and that I'll have covered soon.By the way,thanks for commenting.
                          I would have replied earlier,but we have our schools yearly finishing test,and I was resting by the time I got home.
                          Mandelbrot is the format of Matter.Energy is the format of everything.

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                          • #14
                            If you like my music,then you might wanna check out "Fort Minor".The name may be deciving because it's just one guy who alot of the times involves other people in his music.
                            Here is a link to one of his songs:
                            http://www.esnips.com/doc/7f4b49c3-2...Cover-and-Duck
                            Mandelbrot is the format of Matter.Energy is the format of everything.

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                            • #15
                              Here are just a few ultra-short songs I wrote because I was bored.I just had to move them from my disk space.Things are getting cluttered on my computer.

                              Payment:
                              Here's a little ryme for those settin down the world.
                              Your hearts beating faster than those with nothin to lose.
                              But you seem to be forgeting,
                              You still owe some people some dues.
                              Hey,I know it's not your way.
                              Not everyone,though,forgets to pay.
                              Let this be a lesson to those who think they still owe nothin,
                              Not to this cause,
                              Maybe some day.

                              Serenade Girl:
                              Girl sings like and angel on the streets of berlin.
                              Girl knows she's an angel,
                              And she knows it very well.
                              This works to her advantage,
                              Rain or shine.
                              She's gottin out of more than I could name nine time.
                              She's drinkin from the spring of experience.
                              Girl's got a switch blade in her back pocket.
                              Thing has been used on many.
                              Many more than just those who saw it.
                              When the angel moves it's hard to tell.
                              Cause she's quick with what she does.
                              So let the music take over,
                              Your not goin nowhere.
                              And realy,Who the fuck care's?
                              Mandelbrot is the format of Matter.Energy is the format of everything.

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