Hmmmm

Tempo

Righteo, ive never written anything before, but thought up a few ideas after listening to a hip hop instrumental on the train home just a minute ago.

Im not claiming to be a rapper, MC or the rhyme master reverend Sharpton, but ive got the general idea of the things involved.

I suppose this would be a battle verse

8 bars, Feedback and Crit welcome...


Im not some $$$$$ hole, that’s your face reflected //
Like a man in “spastics shoes”, your gonna “stand corrected” //
Rejected, like one of the raggy dolls //
your lines are pure cheese, should be with pickle in some rolls //

Your like a “Dumb Midget”, You’re not big or clever //
You got your head up in the “clouds”, so can you tell me whether (weather) //
Your ever….. ever gonna last any Longer //
Coz my rhymes are getting tighter and my punches even stronger//

e.k.s

not bad tempo---things that make u go hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Bob_the_rascal

yo tempo

i be the one who spits snake charmer slang//
ur prone to defeat cos im wae to nang//
the soldier who drops bombs like german spitfire//
my lyrical revelation will be escalating you higher//
the fire...//
i be hot steppin across the marshland//
cos i spit like im slappin you wiv a back hand//
my fists be like bullets rippin mind span//

tempo ur flow is gd tho

Bob_the_rascal

yo tempo i got this flow much better//
ur the lyrical trainee im the trend setter//
be scriblin my forts wiv biros on a letter//
annoyin my anxiety tearin my tether//
the weather//
is wear i be billin the zoots//
like spacemen i wear cosmic moon boots//
the truth shoots//
like a star destroyin constellations//
the revolutionary spittin anticipation//
my lyrics r copyrighted they cause inflation//
my infiltrate the industry from piccadilly station//
my vocab is bigger than 1 of elvis's sandwiches//
i precipitate weed cos i always smoke cannabis//
the broke pocket misslead man who is pissed//
spits drunk slang and makes sure e.k.s is sun-kissed//

big up e.k.s big up tempo

Tempo

As i said im not an MC but anyway...

How did you get the name bob the rascal? //
it dont matter any way coz im king of the castle //
like a bowl of rice crispies i'll makes you snap, pop and crackle //
bob the rascal? is that like bobbing for an apple //

im the lyrical trainee and your the trend setter? //
Na your dry, and i am much wetter //
put on a sweater... coz tempo's going on cold //
you make me crease, like A4 with a fold.


Weeeaaakkkk but i had to come back. Big up mate nice verses