A-Wax word play probably goes over fools heads like planes!
- Thread starter Mr Vandal
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Can I nominate Ugly Nigga (myself) for best Hip Hop narrator using a multi syllable rhyme scheme? Notice the 7 multi syllable outburst in the 1st 4 bars...the same syllable display through the whole 2nd verse...and finishing the story in the 3rd verse...all on topic no straying off of the subject.
Flight 785 by Ugly Nigga
Verse 1:
Throw it in the duffle bag, nothin for the luggage racks/
Hustle fast, shuffle past into the shuddle craft/
Gotta pistol in the lining and the rest just stuff wit cash/
Right through the check point....my lucky ass/
5.5 Mill...I hope this plane don't fuckin crash/
Peanuts from the stewardess...I need another stash/
Kinda nervous as I think about my troubled past/
I got away with it all...chuckle...laugh/
Plane flyin through the time zone, Im on the I Phone/
Niggas wanna deal wit me, for what I'm growin/
I'm on Flight 785 Boeing, outside snowing/
Am I high cause the right wing seems like it might be glowing?/
Time tah pray, hold the bible and recite these poems/
The wing is frost bit like ah icy omen/
But hell is hot, that’s where I might be goin’/
Power outage in the plane but the lights keep strobbin’/
Verse 2:
The plane dips under the skyline, the engine slight whine/
The pilot eases up tyrin tah buy time, co pilot right by him/
Fire on the right wing bulky mettle in the night shinnin’/
The woman next tah me “I don’t want tah die crying”/
Mascara on her cheeks from the eye lining/
My True confession “I dont wanna go through life lying/
As the blizzard whips outside and the ice grinding/
Premonitions of 1 man living and 55 dieing/
Looking out the window is that a Jesus Christ sighting?/
Or is it Lucipher’s visage…bright…smiling?/
The pilots veering the plane over to the right island/
No cell phone service as I try dialing/
Looking down I can see the tide climbing/
Everything is closer cause the plane is sky diving/
Silver bullet in the sky through the bright lightening/
My future wife ‘s pricing, nice things like my ring/
Honey I wont make it home…
Verse 3:
Columbus clouds, the thunderous boom is loud/
All we can do is crouch, the plane's whole roof is out/
At the top of the mountain we ran through this house/
It's wreckage everywhere, the injured muse about/
Shit I aint even came out wit a cracked nail/
The plane looked like a cracked shell/
25 people gone when we lost the back tail/
The man next tah me lost his head, now that's ill/
Lookin for this bag of money, aint goin back tah bummy/
I’m on top of these bodies and this trash is on me/
Ah five year old kid points that’s my mommy/
Middle of the night light starts flashin on me/
The stash and the gat is on me/
Plus I gotta big ass gash that’s on me/
I’m in the gurney wit the straps that s on me/
Feds and handcuffs they had tah know me/
Flight 785 by Ugly Nigga
Verse 1:
Throw it in the duffle bag, nothin for the luggage racks/
Hustle fast, shuffle past into the shuddle craft/
Gotta pistol in the lining and the rest just stuff wit cash/
Right through the check point....my lucky ass/
5.5 Mill...I hope this plane don't fuckin crash/
Peanuts from the stewardess...I need another stash/
Kinda nervous as I think about my troubled past/
I got away with it all...chuckle...laugh/
Plane flyin through the time zone, Im on the I Phone/
Niggas wanna deal wit me, for what I'm growin/
I'm on Flight 785 Boeing, outside snowing/
Am I high cause the right wing seems like it might be glowing?/
Time tah pray, hold the bible and recite these poems/
The wing is frost bit like ah icy omen/
But hell is hot, that’s where I might be goin’/
Power outage in the plane but the lights keep strobbin’/
Verse 2:
The plane dips under the skyline, the engine slight whine/
The pilot eases up tyrin tah buy time, co pilot right by him/
Fire on the right wing bulky mettle in the night shinnin’/
The woman next tah me “I don’t want tah die crying”/
Mascara on her cheeks from the eye lining/
My True confession “I dont wanna go through life lying/
As the blizzard whips outside and the ice grinding/
Premonitions of 1 man living and 55 dieing/
Looking out the window is that a Jesus Christ sighting?/
Or is it Lucipher’s visage…bright…smiling?/
The pilots veering the plane over to the right island/
No cell phone service as I try dialing/
Looking down I can see the tide climbing/
Everything is closer cause the plane is sky diving/
Silver bullet in the sky through the bright lightening/
My future wife ‘s pricing, nice things like my ring/
Honey I wont make it home…
Verse 3:
Columbus clouds, the thunderous boom is loud/
All we can do is crouch, the plane's whole roof is out/
At the top of the mountain we ran through this house/
It's wreckage everywhere, the injured muse about/
Shit I aint even came out wit a cracked nail/
The plane looked like a cracked shell/
25 people gone when we lost the back tail/
The man next tah me lost his head, now that's ill/
Lookin for this bag of money, aint goin back tah bummy/
I’m on top of these bodies and this trash is on me/
Ah five year old kid points that’s my mommy/
Middle of the night light starts flashin on me/
The stash and the gat is on me/
Plus I gotta big ass gash that’s on me/
I’m in the gurney wit the straps that s on me/
Feds and handcuffs they had tah know me/
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Aye bro...I don't know you but Imma bet my bottom dollar your not Black...cause niggas don't get down like how you comin off. You White people be KILLIN ME with this ultra aggressive talk...you the type to become police officers then hit the street with THAT ATTITUDE...be mad as fuck and shoot the first black guy that they come in contact with...
Breh. We aint bein biased cuz ur ugly nigga, it just sucks. Even if any of the shit u was talkin about was real(5.5 million on a airplane??), it would still suck. The day u come with somethin dope, we'll be happy to congradulate u.
And i get what ur tryin to do, but ur doin the same shit i did in my brilliant rap, talkin about some dumb ass random shit to make it rhyme, u reaching.
"Hustle fast, shuffle past into my shuddle craft..." Really breh, shuddle craft?
"Hit up the stewardess for dem peanuts i need anotha stash". Ok. Ru a squirrel?
"On a 745 boieng, i must be high cuz it looks like the right wing is glowing". That is fucking stupid.
Please dont try to compare yourself to a-wax ever again.
And i get what ur tryin to do, but ur doin the same shit i did in my brilliant rap, talkin about some dumb ass random shit to make it rhyme, u reaching.
"Hustle fast, shuffle past into my shuddle craft..." Really breh, shuddle craft?
"Hit up the stewardess for dem peanuts i need anotha stash". Ok. Ru a squirrel?
"On a 745 boieng, i must be high cuz it looks like the right wing is glowing". That is fucking stupid.
Please dont try to compare yourself to a-wax ever again.
I read that in a retarded-cam'ron-with-a-speech-impediment voice and it fit pretty well.
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