Whats Goin On Blog Nation,
Piggy-backing off my last post about Wack Rappers I have send Chuck P thru a week long test to prove if he has the right to diss wack rappers and prove to the readers that he is in fact as good as he say he is.
I arranged a week long (5 day) writing session as sort of a warm up exercise. You will be asked to write a song, verse, or hook everyday for a week. Seems typical for a prolific writer and rapper to generate as much work as possible.
There is a catch though: there are strict guidelines to what he writes and here they are:
No writing about the following things: money, cars, clothes, woman, sex, and drugs.
No cussing
And No Swagger jacking
Be original, be clean, and be real
Let’s see where this journey takes us…
This is how it will go.
He started Monday April 12, 2010 and you go till Friday April 16, 2010.
He was asked to write once a day.
And he was asked to keep a journal.
Which each day there was a guideline:
Day 1
Write the rhyme sometime during the day. About whatever as long is it adheres to the restrictions. As I stated it can be a hook, a verse or if you really inspired a whole song.
After you write I want you to think about what you wrote and in this journal write about this and also answer these questions: What it was like to write with these restrictions? How long did it take you? Are you satisfied with what you wrote? Did the restrictions feel limiting or liberating? Why or why not? As well as any general feeling you had about what you wrote.
Day 2
Follow the same pattern, but I want you to write a verse that you would rap to a group of 3rd graders. So pay special attention to content but don’t dumb down your lyrics just try and create a message to send to these kids. In the journal answer these questions:
Was it easier on harder the next day? Where did you draw your inspirations from? And just your personal thoughts about being more conscious about the content of your lyrics.
Day 3
I want you to write about an event in the news or in history say away from over used topics, try to find something unique and original and something you have an opinion about, or a story to tell about it.
After the rhyme reflect in the journal how that process of writing affected your flow? Did it feel natural or did you have to force yourself to spit about this issue? Was this hard to do why or why not? How was this day different than the other two? Rap up your entry talking about how the craft of writing and constructing verses built around an issue are different from a freestyled verses.
Day 4
Is a free pass day. No restricting talk about all the hoes, money and clothes you want to.
After writing that verse, compare it to the other three. How did you feel after writing this? Did you feel relieved that you can go back to doin you, or did you feel another way? Go into detail explaining how you felt about writing without the restrictions. Is this verse drastically different than the first three days? Which one was closer to your own style?
Day 5
This is the last day, the only day you are allowed to swagger jack.
Pick one of your favorite artists that has a song that is similar to the restrictions that you were presented in this test.
Then write a verse inspired by that song, you can use the beat or just use the lyrics to inspire your own.
When you journal just talk about what it felt like to write that verse. Then write about the overall experience of this test. Did it change you writing process any? Did it change your style any or made you adjust the content of your music? What have you learned as an artist? After this task do you consider yourself a wack rapper?
….Here are the Results
Day 1
life is a struggle every breath and every step
so i murda competition till i feel its no one left
wait, i don’t think i eva witnessed competition
cuz my only enemy is not havin a pot to piss in
she strippin 4 tuition see me i can believe that
messed up a few semeters and see now she really need that
but wait, i cant talk about the money or the women
but these is true stories what type of world do u live in
im all 4 lyrical excercise
flow nothin like ja but i mesmerize
im so so real y u tell those lies
too busy tryin to impress those guys
see, ima master at flows
flow was heaven sent even my pastor he knows
im doin chuck p and im glad u hatin
im doin me … no masterbation
Writing this rhyme i was only concerned with the fact that i could not curse. I feel like rapping is nothing but poetry in motion, and that you should never sugar coat your rhymes with less vulgar words. If u feel like sayin “fuck that” you should be able to say “fuck that”. But n e way. I went back to when i first started writing in high school. I didn’t use to cuss that much in my regular speech besides “damn and “hell”. So i put myself in that mind set and i wrote a raw ass verse
15 minutes
Day 2
I remember when i was about 9 years old
me and my homies outside in the blistering cold
throwin snow balls at girls i had crushes on
i say im sorry but now i got her in my zone
we zone out and now i got my first kiss
was nervous, now she need medical service
we was playin truth or dare at my guy crib
she was dared to kiss me, i think i like this
i freaked out and started actin like a hype kid
will she like it, and then i got excited
as she got a little closer i got a little closer
then accidently my head struck her like a boulder
now her lip bleedin and she wanna fight me
cuz i gave her a reason dont know if she like me
i told her im sorry and i aint really mean it
good girl turned bad nowadays she is the meanest
Talking to the kids is something that i feel very passionate about. To me where artists tend to lose the kids attention span is that they go over the kids heads and they do not relate. I figured i would talk about a real life experience that happened to me when i was a kid. My first kiss. I talk about he nervousness, the mistakes, i talk about all that. So they don’t have to feel pressured.
Writing with the restrictions was not hard at all. I can make all types of music. it took me 15 minutes to finish the verse. I usually do not cater my music to a younger audience , so i felt like that was cool, but honestly anyone can listen to this rhyme and it can take older people back in time to when they were a shorty, and kids can also fun with it.
Day 3
journal first this time
If you go to worldstarhiphop.com and type in waka flaka in the search you will see a video where he is being interviewed. he basically says that rapping is not about lyrics, and he also talks about how he has no lyrics. This video caused a lot of controversy. Method man Ghostface killah and a few other rappers have said things back to this rapper in defense of what hip hop is and what hip hop is not. My verse is a basic demonstr8ion of what i think hop is and i also make a reference to waka flaka in my verse.
My flow is a little slower on this one, and my voice is kind of laid back but full of emotion, i wanted the audience to really feel me on this one. I could see my self spitting this verse on Drop the World with Lil Wayne and Eminem. This was not a hard task, we are all emotional beiIngs no matter how hard we try to keep our emotions from leaking out. This day was different because my approach is usually a go hard approach this approach is more subtle.
I wake up and wipe the gunk out my eye
brainstormin ways i can take ova the chi
should i kill em witta hook or go hard in the rhymes
see its a new time, and im tryin to get some shine … but
waka say u aint gotta be lyrical
i know i go hard so im lookin 4 a miracle
I aint got cash 4 a trey song feature … but
when i hear that right beat i turn into a creature … that
nobody can emulate not even affion
outsiders lookin in like what they b on
another level, shout out to black street
they on the main roads im cruisin thru the back streets
and i aint even cruisin im walkin
searchin 4 the right path so my career might last
breath of fresh air u can’t breath without my cash
show me where its at and bets believe that i dash
so fast i aint lookin so i might crash
no geiko turn me into a psycho
kid full of hear break like shawn michaels
Day 4
killanoize been ready to pop
we finna blow and we gettin that dough like a bakery shop
homie u aint gotta like me
cuz im gettin money ova here and checks on the side like nike
despite me rell can spit that shit 2
if you come against him i feel bad 4 u
i aint even gotta intervene
single handedly whether its him or me we’ll eat ya whole team
try and act like u thug
ima hustler, after i kill u, i probably sell ya blood
can’t say i aint the best at this shit
cuz if u did thats like sayin that george bush was a really good president
see the industry missin me
yall som BET niggaz but charles p he “Cita’s World” differently
read betweeen the lines 4 remembrance cuz most of yall niggaz aint even get the last sentence
After writing this verse i felt good. I like concept writing, but in order to wow a crowd on the street, you have to have a good 16 in your pocket, and this is what that is. I talk what people can relate to “george bush being a bad president”, and i also give off a cocky confident that vibe, that anyone likes to have when doing something that they love to do. I didn’t feel relieved but i felt like i could show off during this verse. This verse is closer to my own original style
Day 5
journal
For the swagger jacking session, i didnt really jack his swag, but i like how he rode the beat to this song. He is lil wayne, and the song is called shoot me down from the carter 3. As the music enhances itself and as gets more climatic, his flow and his energy gets gr8er making 4 a perfect song. nas did this on one mic as well.
As far as this week long test goes, it has been a good experience, and i would do it again. it didnt change my writing process, but i will definetly think about balance when it comes to my music now. IM DEFINITELY NOT A WACK RAPPER HOMIE!!!!!!!! WAT ABOUT u!!!!!!!!!
Sicker than influenza
hotter than cinder
in love wit my style so i bend her like fender
now im all up in her
a time she will remember
no she not wifey 4 the time she a pretender
now u in a dream world
now u on a team girl
lookin like beyonce u can b my dream girl
bet i make u scream girl
like a movie scene girl
isley in the bed i between ya sheets girl
but when we done doin what we suppose to
im out like a pop fly kickin it wit pro tools
up in the studio lettin my brain leak
thought of gettin paid then blown away in the same week
cuz often i think about robbin
look at my cards feel like its no other option
sling that hard white yea we call it stockton
but that aint 4 me, i aint tryin to get boxed in
back against the wall tooley in my hand
duffle bag of snow im the fuckin man
until that fuckin man tell me to put it down
or he gon put 50 slugs right in my crown
thats how the story usually end
cuz if i do it the first time ima do it again
who don’t like fast money
dont like cash money
dont like bad bitches
wont fuck mad strippers
yeah thats the life
good american pie im tryin to get me slice
keepin god first so wateva the price
and when it come to this rhyme shit niigga IM NICE!