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    Three Trio Tres Member Taragon's Avatar
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    You should know the great things some rappers can do with language/speech, but I'm probably not going to convince you anyway

    I hate it when the phone rings and I have to go down the stairs and people hang up just before I pick up.

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    I hate taragon the most

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    Three Trio Tres Member Taragon's Avatar
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    Yeah me too

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    Take hatred more seriously

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    The game reference: have you dissected a game to see the all the work? Of course! There is true effort! But to me, there's no effort in rapping.
    Motorized skateboard: no. it's just not viable. at all.
    no I'm not saying it doesn't matter, I'm saying it's pointless. There's a difference. if it doesn't matter, it doesn't need to exist. If it's pointless there's no reason to change it or manipulate it.
    language: yes, sadly, I've attempted learning so many others though because English ticks me off because of how versatile it is.
    Typically movies, screenplays, and acts are all to get a moral across, that example being fear as the motivator. And you kidding, watching idiots beat the shit outta one another is genius! Raises the chance of infertility, thus the idiots cannot reproduce. Not to be confused with defending oneself. that's a whole other discussion. As for why do anything at all: then why exist t all? Our life's worth is determined by what we do with it, the decisions we make. If you make no decisions at all, you're not fit to live. No matter what there are things you can choose to do.
    Strawman?
    to me, creativity is hard. If it's simple its simple, not creative. Assonance, alliteration, and rhyming are not hard, thus combining these with a synth pad is not creative. You want creative then go write at least a 4 bar multi-track jingle that makes you smile, a 3 page short story that inspires you to keep going, a drawing that makes you think when you're the one creating it, a food that no one's tried yet, almost anything that requires the minimal brain power! The problem is to me "rap" is just tossing lines together and forcing them to fit. That's not creative. A game idea is creative, music is creative, limericks are creative, art is creative,but not rap.

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    Lord of Death jubeh's Avatar
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    Quote Originally Posted by Wolfen300 View Post
    The game reference: have you dissected a game to see the all the work? Of course! There is true effort! But to me, there's no effort in rapping.
    Yeah that's what I'm saying. It's you.

    Motorized skateboard: no. it's just not viable. at all.
    Mobile nuclear platform

    no I'm not saying it doesn't matter, I'm saying it's pointless. There's a difference. if it doesn't matter, it doesn't need to exist. If it's pointless there's no reason to change it or manipulate it.
    ok

    Typically movies, screenplays, and acts are all to get a moral across, that example being fear as the motivator. And you kidding, watching idiots beat the shit outta one another is genius! Raises the chance of infertility, thus the idiots cannot reproduce. Not to be confused with defending oneself. that's a whole other discussion.
    It took me a while to realize you were responding to my statement about "why" when really I should have just said, "Why anything?"

    As for why do anything at all: then why exist t all? Our life's worth is determined by what we do with it, the decisions we make. If you make no decisions at all, you're not fit to live. No matter what there are things you can choose to do.
    I don't actually find existence all that great. If you want to talk about the value of life you have stumbled into a beehive with me.

    Strawman?
    Your figment of the stereotypical rapper.

    to me, creativity is hard.
    To me its easy.

    If it's simple its simple, not creative.
    Simplicity is much more difficult to do right than complexity.

    A game idea is creative


    music is creative


    limericks are creative
    There was a wanker from wales,
    When he guffed he arose gales,
    He wanked so hard,
    His dick turned to lard,
    When he trys to have sex he fails.

    art is creative


    but not rap.
    Picture life etched in stone
    Life sketched in poems
    On sidewalks in dry chalk next to homes
    Picture all you've left alone
    And kept in reflections shown
    Your dome sketched in subjective tones
    Picture life on a sidewalk
    Frame it - so all view
    All you've ever felt
    Try to name it - its called you
    Picture it
    In the space between steps
    It's the grace between breaths
    And the message in this make-believe text
    Picture …

    God exhaled
    The moon shivered in a blue river
    Stardust fell
    Through space released and gave its peace
    To a man in his place beneath
    Graciously as he laid asleep
    Draped in sheets
    With his honest wife
    In the gold days of his old age
    And on this nice August night
    His soul raised
    He saw this light - the calmest bright -
    Like Coldplay, it was all yellow
    And in its gold rays, he saw his plight
    As it showed him the youth that he'd forgot about
    Like how he block the spout on his house's hose
    And not let the water out
    He thought it out and wondered
    How he'd remembered it all?
    How younger he'd enter the halls
    When summer surrendered the fall
    Then he wondered was his life through?
    In slumber under this bright moon?
    Like skies after thunder, the light grew
    And more from the limitless stash of images flashed
    And poured from the reservoir to mimic his past
    He saw himself with his wife growing old
    His children's lives
    He filled with pride as the light showed his soul
    Then it's brilliance died …

    And it was dead black in his eyes
    A voice said that it was time
    But he was steadfast in his mind
    So he said back in reply
    "Please! Seeing my life like this
    It made me think
    I could state succinctly everything life is
    If you gave me ink
    And I could maybe print every speech and thought
    And release my plot on these streets I've walked
    With a piece of chalk
    To paint the sharpest image of a heart
    Cuz as much as art can mimic
    Nothing's as real as a life told from start to finish"
    Suddenly the man awoke with a violent cry
    That strangely didn't seem to disturb the silent sky
    His wife was still beside him under the blankets enclosed
    And when he looked up at the clock he saw the hands in it froze
    So the man just arose, put his hands to the roads
    And began to compose the most candid of prose…

    So he wrote every quote spoken
    And left every breath kept
    Sketched in the next step of concrete
    Then Death crept and lead him to his bed
    As the sun began to rise
    He titled his surprise
    "The Story of the Man that Died"
    Then his wife and the townsfolk awoke and were shocked
    First by his passing, but then by what he wrote with his chalk
    They got the roads blocked by a flock of postmen and cops
    He wrote from his lot to the edge of town close to the docks
    Where he used to watch the boats and often joked with his pops
    His folks had not long ago passed and now both with him walk
    People came from everywhere
    They read the story through for days
    It wasn't nothing new or strange
    Still they were moved and amazed
    It wasn't the places he'd been or the people he'd met
    It was the spaces between and the secrets he'd kept
    They wept joyfully, for the greatest story no one told
    Was just the story of an ordinary man growing old

    Picture life etched in stone
    Life sketched in poems
    On sidewalks in dry chalk next to homes
    Picture all you've left alone
    And kept in reflections shown
    Your dome sketched in subjective tones
    Picture life on a sidewalk
    Frame it - so all view
    All you've ever felt
    Try to name it - its called you
    Picture it
    In the space between steps
    It's the grace between breaths
    And the message in this make-believe text
    Picture…
    Last edited by jubeh; 06-14-2013 at 04:17 AM.

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    Thus my point stands. That opinions are the deciding factor. To me rap is not creative, to you it is. Nice limerick by the way, I was laughing pretty hard for a moment. You see simplicity as hard, I see simplicity as simple. Otherwise simplicity would be complex. There's simply a line between our view, mine on one side and yours the other. One is day, the other, night, both equal and never shall the two be seen together without the line that separates the two.

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    Three Trio Tres Member Taragon's Avatar
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    Quote Originally Posted by jubeh View Post
    Take hatred more seriously
    Where does this hatred come from then?

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    Quote Originally Posted by Taragon View Post
    Where does this hatred come from then?
    If you have to ask then you are not ready to hate like I do.

    Quote Originally Posted by Wolfen300 View Post
    Thus my point stands. That opinions are the deciding factor. To me rap is not creative, to you it is. Nice limerick by the way, I was laughing pretty hard for a moment. You see simplicity as hard, I see simplicity as simple. Otherwise simplicity would be complex. There's simply a line between our view, mine on one side and yours the other. One is day, the other, night, both equal and never shall the two be seen together without the line that separates the two.
    I think hope is bullshit, but I have feeling your views will change because you can pretty much only go up from where you're at right now.

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    Three Trio Tres Member Taragon's Avatar
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    Quote Originally Posted by jubeh View Post
    If you have to ask then you are not ready to hate like I do.
    k, I'll keep that in mind, thanks

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