Mush:My First Rap
June 14th, 2008
Today, for no reason at all, I decided to write my first ever rap song. I am as white as they come, although I have been in some unique situations in which I got to listen to freestyle up close and often. It certainly isn’t gangta rap, and I don’t think they make a category for whatever it really is. I imagine it’s more of a club tune. Since I can’t write a beat on paper, maybe that rapper dude from Wausau can hook me up.
Either way, for what it’s worth, (which isn’t much) here you go.
MUSH
Intro
/Pump/Pump/Pump/Pump
/Pump/Pump/Pump/Pump
Verse
I’ve got a new flow/with a sick beat/not in your woof man/in my head Pete
The days is rough yo’/I need release/to give my top/a little peace
I’m divided/undecided/on which street my heart is ridin’
I’ve come so far/out of the dark/but yet this life/is still in park
At a halt/it’s all my fault/now is the point for full assault
Time to stand up/be a man/do the small things that I can
Tried and true/when blues the hue/I crank that thump up right on through
Take it now/I’ll show you how/slap on the wax/and work that brow
Chorus
So when I’m trying /justifying/ as I fade out where I’m lying
Locked inside /up in my mind /with the trash of idle time
I take the fear/ let’s be sincere /there ain’t no foolin’ up in here
I spin some crush/ let’s bring the rush /bust out dat boom and stomp that mush
Verse
I watch the world spin/with the funk in/the guilt it seeps man/the weight of life’s sin
It’s hard to fake ache /I don’t perform/it steals my soul whole/reshapes the norm
I’m deluded/I’m secluded/I feel like a plant uprooted
Each day’s a chore/can’t take much more/I’m scared to death/bout what’s in store
I want the life/without the strife/please come and take it here’s the knife
Here’s the point/of this here joint/here’s the cure I do anoint
Smooth is the booth/the records soothe/I bump the juice to find the truth
Just find that track/go make it quack/then crank that dial/and bounce that back
Chorus
So when I’m trying /justifying/ as I fade out where I’m lying
Locked inside /up in my mind /with the trash of idle time
I take the fear/ let’s be sincere /there ain’t no foolin’ up in here
I spin some crush/ let’s bring the rush /bust out dat boom and stomp that mush
Bridge
My show/ it’s slow/ I don’t know where to go
I’m up /and down/ near underground
Each day/ same way/ escape
Say/ I don’t want to feel this and it’s time for change
Chorus
So when I’m trying /justifying/ as I fade out where I’m lying
Locked inside /up in my mind /with the trash of idle time
I take the fear/ let’s be sincere /there ain’t no foolin’ up in here
I spin some crush/ let’s bring the rush /bust out dat boom and stomp that mush
Outro (spoken)
Yo’ man let’s hear some more of that