Wednesday, November 26, 2008

WYSC .. the likes .. and somethin' else

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ZABAIONE , TOLARJI , ABOULIA , AVOWRIES , UNPEERED , ACOEMETI , AMADOU , RISPETTI  , TRIPIEST , GWINIADS , AMBOINA , BONAMIA , BAMBINO , ZINJANTHROPUSES , ALDOLASE ... ZzZz ..

that's exactly what i'm doing until the 11th of December .. that's when WYSC is done.. loLZ .. WYSC .. The World Youth Scrabble Championship , is widely anticipated by youths all over the world .. i for one , am waiting impatiently for it to finally dawn upon me . 

Nervousness .. giddiness .. whatever feelings of fear .. currently surrounds me .. not because of the final result of the tourney but of whether i can excel in it .. Ah , this thought bites through me but no matter .. 

Here is another of my creation .. :) 
Like It Or Not ( CCW ) 
Chorus 
When i sit and write rhymes , i'll be so calm , 
I don't stop and think , the pencil's in my palm , 
I write the shit i think , it's all in my head , 
Like it or not , my lines ain't gonna fade .

Verse 1 
I don't know how many times i wrote this thing , 
Seems like forever , that's what everybody thinks ,
I'm wasted , wasting paper and the fruit is nothing  , 
I'm blasted , of the hinges but i'm not accepting , 
The fact , that i can't get my back , off
The chair to do another new different track ,
Or trying to backtrack and see from another angle , 
Trying to discern the shapes from rectangle to triangle ,
I can't help it , my lyrical mind sees to that , 
I can't stop it , my insane thoughts make sure of that , 
I'm just sitting down , writing lines and belting them , 
Trying to emulate Eminem , while i think and eat M&M's , 
This is nonsensical , it is unacceptable , but it's musical ,
Music in the ears , hate it or love it , it's all lyrical , 
Writing rhymes , making sure i don't go overboard , 
Or make it so lame and stupid till everybody's bored .

Chorus 
When i sit and write rhymes , i'll be so calm , 
I don't stop and think , the pencil's in my palm , 
I write the shit i think , it's all in my head , 
Like it or not , my lines ain't gonna fade .

Verse 2 
Music and rap , combined for me to deliver , 
To anybody in the world , everybody's a receiver , 
I'm so beleaguered with the strain , the pain , 
Of what's coming next , but no ,i'm never taking the blame , 
I write what i like , i like what i write , 
Sounds familiar ? that's right its in my hindsight , 
I write lines and make sure i know the cause , 
But i don't care whatever the critics say because ,
I'm a wee crazy little baby with a big bottle of brandy , 
I spray them with booze till they all start to snooze , 
I violate , dominate and the just demonstrate , 
What i do best but the world can't facilitate , 
What i write in my lines are just so bombastic , 
it's so pathetic , you call this shit music ?
I invent lines and rhymes until i call it quits , 
And never look back even with a lawsuit .

Chorus 
When i sit and write rhymes , i'll be so calm , 
I don't stop and think , the pencil's in my palm , 
I write the shit i think , it's all in my head , 
Like it or not , my lines ain't gonna fade .

LOLZ ..
With the WYSC coming up , i gotta go study and also release  stress ..

With that , gracias ..

HD signing out ....

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