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October 08, 2008 |
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Gangsta Rap. Doughboy Style
FOUND by Erin Justus
in Studio City, California
My boyfriend and I found this during a very suburban morning walk in front of a white house complete with white picket fence and Range Rover... the afternoon hangout for corduroy-clad skaters dreaming of life on the cell block.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
even if i could read the writing, i'm pretty sure i still wouldn't get it. impenetrable.
@man behind the curtain, allow me to type the words so you can read what it says:
I am a teenager and I am trying to find my identity.
Part of finding my identity is rebelling against what I perceive to be the boring, straight-laced lifestyle of my parents.
I've turned to gangsta rap to shock my parents and show I'm an individual.
I have all sorts of issues and no adult could possibly understand them.
It will never occur to me that every adult who ever lived has gone through the same things I'm going through.
Word.
Geek, Very well put! LOL
Grabin' the clip Loadin' the clip Puttin' it to your f___in' lip.
Posted (2nd!!) at the beach with my Ferio on my hip.
In a matter of 3 seconds take your life, homeboy.
Cellblock gangstas stay strapped wit' them toys.
Comin' wit' the noise "f___ you, homeboys."
(Thank you, thank you.)
This was made with a magnetic poetry kit called "gangsta rap".
You get swears and slang instead of the punctuation marks.
Whoops--not 2nd. :(
Also,
Meh.
I guess I've seen more exciting juxtopositions than a lame gangsta-ish rhyme lying on the pavement in suburbia. Talk about cliche.
(No, I'm not a sore loser...)
Its kind of poetic in a ghetto kind of way
here i am in suburban hell
picket fence, house is white
longing for urban blight
crips-n-bloods-n-sur on the block
getta colt, getta glock
hang it low and twist it wide
hos and homies by my side
but i'm just a stupid white boy
with my namebrand expensive toys
dressed by abercombie and fitch
if in jail i'd just be a bitch
so i'll dream my suburban dreams
pretend the kids are drive-by screams
go to school, play halo
wouldn't really trade, ya know.
His mom and dad would be so proud.
"Look, our drooling Neanderthal can write!"
@ wrye in bustin a rural rhyme:
From Joe Jackson's "Volume 4" (one of his best albums in years):
THUGZ R US
Thugz R Us, Thugz R Us
Wearing hoods and baggy trousers on the bus
Thugz R Us, Thugz R Us
We don't want no trouble u
Unless you make a fuss
Out in the suburbs
Life is gettin' tough
Me and my posse
Necks are gettin' rough
Down in the Boy's School
Life is getting hard
Know what I'm sayin'
Fightin' in the yard
We got wide-arsed hippie moms
We look smart but we wanna be dumb
Thugz R Us, Thugz R Us
Wearing hoods and baggy trousers on the bus
Thugz R Us, Thugz R Us
We don't want no trouble u
Unless you make a fuss
I got some mash-ups
With Snoop and Dr. Dre
I play `em louder
When my dad's away
We got a Volvo
And plastic chandeliers
Know what I'm sayin'
It's boring me to tears
We got tight-arsed drippy dads
We look good but we wanna be bad
Thugz R Us, Thugz R Us
Wearing hoods and baggy trousers on the bus
Thugz R Us, Thugz R Us
We don't want no trouble u
Unless you make a fuss
We got beer but we want some crack
We look white but we wanna be black
Looks like he had some problems with the meter, but there are some good rhymes there. It is catchy - this could be the next big single!
"Teh Englich langwidge: ur doin it rong."
Anyone else have this from 1980s SNL in their head?
We're white guys and we take no crap
When we deliver our white rap.
I got a white wife and two white kids
and a brother-in-law who's on the skids.
I got a house out in the 'burbs
And I try not to act too much like a nerd.
(etc)
I think James Taylor wrote this originally.
This clip seems appropriate to the discussion. Stay with it to the end, because the music really brings it home:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R6H0i1RAdHk
gangsta rap is not art and it's not music.
what's so artistic about shooting and killing the next guy who crosses you and then singing about it? or better yet, singing about what you wish you'd have the guts to do?
......ummm.....Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing.
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago....
(I detest gangster rap and women-demoralizing hip-hop)
Wiggers (shakes head)
He's really getting the reaction he wanted from some of you.
@L: yes, because the writer of the terrible 90's style rap is sitting here on Found reading the critiques of his work by strangers on the interweb. we'd all better just stop commenting or else he might get what you perceive he wants! eek!
It gave me a headache trying to decipher this. Also, @Alan, are you sure it was James Taylor and not Pat Boone?
Wow, that's a whole lot of rage for one person to be carrying around. His mom must have grounded him for staying out late with the family minivan.
This stuff never makes sense to me at first so
I have to translate it -
***
I'm a putting the ammunition clip in the firearm
and then pointing it your mouth area.
While loitering in a parking lot at the beach
I'm leaning up against my Honda Civic
After counting 1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi,
3 Mississippi I have the ability to end your life.
Jailed individuals carry poorly made firearms.
We will arrive making loud sounds. You have permission
to have sexual intercourse with your friends.
***
I think I have a better understanding of what
they were trying to say now.....
gangsta, straight up g
Thanks Geek. It was in my head, too, but you remembered more than I did. Jim Belushi, right?
Urban Haiku
I got the math spam question wrong the first time. I'm a dork.
hiplainsdrifter.. thanks! that was awesome!!!
I'm thankful he is just venting and not resorting to Columbine type tactics to be noticed...Most of them grow out of it thankfully...Reminds me of when my 30 yr old son was in High School, he was called a wigger and was chased and threatened by Suburban White Preppy Punks. I think that cured him of his hip hop wanna be style. He is now an upstanding clean cut respectable Man. How diffucult it must be to Rebel with parents that grew up in the 60's and 70's
"White Boys Can't Jump"...apparently they can't rap, either.
UGHHHH....Absolutely, unequivically, disgusting. I do not see, hear, or read any art in this, at all.
Even the "so called," *Rap Stars* these days, people buying their albums like crazy and making the "so called" rap singers wealthy beyond belief.
I just cannot fathom how some people can love this "so called" style of music, or poetry...as people call it.
I guess...the younger generation, (and some of the elder, too) are vulnerable and easily persuaded? {SHRUGGS?}
Nonetheless, I concur with MYRNA and REBEL. At least the author is 'TRYING' to express themself on paper...first. I do NOT want to even try to imagine if their was a sequel to this. *Gawd* forbid.
Again with the FINDERS name, though...ERIN JUSTUS...ahahahaha!!
Coincidence?
It is because I rap about reality!
Like me and my grandma having a cup of tea?!
Ain't no party like my nana's tea party
Hey-ho..........
Should be, ^^^I do NOT want to even try to imagine if there was a sequel to this. *Gawd* forbid.^^^
NOT how I typed it earlier, ^^^ I do NOT want to even try to imagine if their was a sequel to this. *Gawd* forbid.^^^
their=there
Just because it bugs me...
I think baby basil's been looking at LOLCATZ.
I'm just saying. (Oh, hai, baby basil!)
@not just another mouth: Indeed, LOLcats have saved my sanity more than once.
Hai! I'm in ur cosmetik bag...doin mai aibrows.
My first post :)
Rap? I pretty much doubt it. Looks more like an early concept of one of the president's speeches before one of his advisors got a chance to give it the once-over ;)
Docta Jones! Welcome!!
Call rap what it is, but do NOT call it singing. There is no such thing as a rap singer. This coming from someone who was a voice major for 5 years. Also, I thorougly enjoyed your comment, Hiplainsdrifter!
Hey S in ger, I am also a singer, although I only minored in Music and am a music teacher now in elementary school, but I am with you. Rap is NOT singing.