Why are you so opposed the idea of lyrics and raps being included under the umbrella of "Literature"?
>>7402827
I'm not. I don't care.
>>7402827
I would say that they fall under the umbrella of poetry, which falls under the umbrella of literature. So I'm not really opposed to it at all. What gave you the impression that I was?
SPREAD EAGLE CROSS THE BLOCK
SPREAD EAGLE CROSS THE BLOOOOOCK
I FUCK THE MUSIC
I MAKE IT CUM
I FUCK THE MUSIC WITH MY SURF AND TURF
>>7402844
Speaking of surfing
https://soundcloud.com/ravitpari/surf-eagle-round-the-beach-death-grips-cover
>>7402827
aren't lyrics poetrhy?
I always though rap wasn't music but poethry impro.
>>7402827
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nLIUcnGcAUE
literally find me a better rap song
>/pol/ assumes we have a problem with lyrics and rap just because they do
lel
who is the most literary rapper?
Grey folk are moving again, quivers filled with death
Heavy boots stamping the ground, rousing anger and fear all around
Gloomy song fills the field, every man shouting at the top of the their lungs
Serfs give them dirty looks, as none of them are keeping in tune
"I doubt you'll see the morning, if you stand against the archer army of Savo"
Strings are drawn, longbows sing the song of death
Thousands of players join the song, the sky filled with black arrows
When that rain falls, the damned will scream their fear of death
Thousands of enemies fall in groups, the ground fills with blood and bowels
Volleys of arrows following each other, and suddenly the day turns into night
The enemy faced a hell on earth, and being alive became hard work
Arrow in the eye and fucking two in the beard, I doubt there's anyone alive anymore
Sparse are the lines and even the few running away, the wounded draw their last breath
>>7402901
I'd put up Illogic
>>7402901
This was better than I anticipated from him.
Trying to save their souls with penitentiareligion superstition
Never done unto others but claiming that they're Christian
While God's children are sittin home praying and wishing
For answers to their questions
Herd of the Armageddon wondering what side that we're destined
Life be a war ain't no time for restin
That's why you give up your seven to five, just to stay alive
Trying to fuel the fire inside before the God in me has died
Eyes, wide, trying to look out through this labyrinth
Hoping to leave this earth with the same presence that we came with
Trying to steer my path in opposite on opposite directions
That man came went
My soul came, spent, I tried to get it back
Thinking that if my heart stopped that my body could relax
But there's no time to be laxed
Because there's a war all through creation
God's Warriors are dying and gangsters are their replacements
Cunninlynguists- America loves gangsters
I think their entire album "A peace of strange" is very poetic
