Rap Googler

Rapping by Myself Anthology
All you Wildin MCs
there's nothing a I can't stand more
when my beats are droppin to the floor

You know what it is I'm talkin about
it's the notorious Rap Googler

Frontin, steppin all over
can't make up no material
got to steal my bizzarial

The Rap Googler is shifty
wound counter clockwise
claiming to get down, claiming to hypnotize.

Rap Googler got no gender, color, or creed
just a lacky MC
axing mommy for money
to buy more ice cream.

Rap Googler sits all day
combing through the internet
lifting all my solid riffs

If he asks me for advice
I'd say look over there
there some mighty fine cliffs!

Rap Googler reacts out of fear
can't find a beat
resorting to some "home grown stix"
always about the quick fix.

Rap Googler, I hope your listening now
If your favorite colors are
blue, purple, and pink,
this MC always knows
that your rhymes are out of sink.

Go back to your puter
and "Search" seven figure
there you will find
your way to heaven
or perhaps something even bigger.

Hoodies and Booties

Rapping By Myself Anthology

Sucka MC's

Y'all got nothing better to do
get yourself a new pair
of hoodies and booties....

Bring dat beat back,
let's get this PARTY STARTED!!!

(chorus)
hoodies and booties
hoodies and booties

(chorus)
hoodies and booties
hoodies and booties

Before this MC
tears you a new rhythm
that makes you go scooties
and gives ya rap cooties

Y'all know what I'm talking about
walkin down dat street
feeling kinda bleek
nothing will make you
feel better...

(chorus)
hoodies and booties
hoodies and booties

(chorus)
hoodies and booties
hoodies and booties

It'll cheer ya right up
When you get a new pair
make you feel like a rock star
like you "just don't care."

I'm not talkin fashion statements
I'm not talkin fancy bling
I'm talking about that reeeaaalll thang
that will make ya sit back and saaaaaaaang...
(crowd cheers and claps)

(chorus)
hoodies and booties
hoodies and booties

(chorus)
hoodies and booties
hoodies and booties

It does not matter
all sizes are in stock
We got the rap hits
that will save ya
from horror and shock

In order to avoid
a perfect hip hop disaster,
stay down low
You can see it, feel it,
now let the flow reveal it

(chorus)
Hoodies and booties
Hoodies and booties

(chorus)
Hoodies and booties
Hoodies and booties

If you remember this rhyme
it will not matter
It's not about black and white
When y'all got style
chillin with the high profile

So stop the weepin
forget about all the sorrow
It will all get better around 11AM tomorrow.

Once you learn to ride the tide
with expertise and freestyle might
stronger and willing to go the extra 8-mile
to satisfy your lyrical appetite.

Your peeps will reappear
the chetters no longer a fear
A cappella on the rise
Yo can buy your girl
some new Levis.

(chorus)
hoodies and booties
hoodies and booties

(chorus)
hoodies and booties
hoodies and booties

Now that you have donned
your new hoodies and booties
travel around a bit
you never know where you will find
another big hit.

If you can smell something good
not necessarily from the hood
give it a taste
your efforts might not go to waste.

(chorus)
hoodies and booties
hoodies and booties

(chorus)
hoodies and booties
hoodies and booties

I'm gonna pick up this beat right here
got some business to get done
Y'all know I'm not through

My next rap assignment
will blast and stun
It will remind ya'll
of a Barry Bonds home run!

I Got Lunch

I gotta burger
I gotta beer
I'm eatin around noon time
I'm eatin my way outta here.

Can't tell me no different all sucka MC's
If you ain't eatin
you ain't playin

Pass me dat mustard
and mayo too
Gotta get my lunch down
It's almost a quarter to two.

When the waitress come over
I order extra fries, onion rings
and everything that got flava

Rippin through my chicken fingers
Destroying those portobellos
I still got room for more goodies
can't wait for some ice cream and cookies.

When ya'll tellin me to stop eatin my lunch
I'll tell you to step back
I'm just chillin, eatin,
I'll squish you before my next snack.

For all MC's challenging me and my lunch
get your own damn burger
grab your own darn beer

I'm gonna keep eatin
nothing gonna hold me down
nothing to worry, nothing or fear.

Take It Out on The Salad

Rapping by Myself Anthology (con't.)

Break out some carrots
cucumbers and celery sticks

Start cuttin, start rippin
start crunching, start chewin

Take it out on the Salad
Take it out on the Salad

You see with all that salad
with all that good stuff
you will stay healthy
you will stay buff

Driving off bully MC's
that eat snickers, potato chips
and krispy kreem.

You will be untouchable
Remember to limit fresh garlic
don't want to scare of
all the pretty ladies

They like salad too
especially when
"Y'all doin dat thang that you do"

Take it out on the Salad
Take it out on the Salad

A world class salad maker
never waivers
Just don't make it tossed
don't do any favors.

And when you rapping
don't be afraid to break out
some sesame seeds
cranberries and such

Your competition will
thinks that's way too much

Take it out on the Salad
Take it out on the Salad

Rap Salad

Rap Salad

Sucka MC's
Get all your ingredients
all your herbs
all your spices

I'm gonna make you
a kryptonite Rap Salad
that will make you invincible
that will make healthy, raw
and biodegradable.

I'm not playin
I got a rap salad that will
knock your socks
throwin off electric shocks

This rap salad
Will help you create
Spine rattlin versus
that will destroy
all evil curses

Eat the salad before dinner
then after
tomatoes, peppers
and all thats got flavas

When it comes to dressing
I prefer Balsamic Vinaigrette
But don't worry
Blue Cheese, Italian, or French
makes this Rap Salad
the best that ya'll ever get.

If this rhyme is making you hungry
If this rhyme is making you sweat
You know something's popping
Cheddar cheese makes a good topping

Break down the salad
In free style form
my sure you rinse it
get all the sand off
that's pretty standard
not out of the norm

So eat that Rap Salad
eat it often and eat it well
cuz in the end we all can tell
don't be droppin no leafy greens
on your new blue jeans

All you rappers
that come after me
better bring better lettuce,
like mesculin or romaine
I'll throw that ice burg right down
the gosh darn drain.

And forget those radishes
they are hard to cut
they make you repeat
they rot in your gut.

When all ya hungry MC's
are done with the salad
do your dishes
do your moppin

Cuz the next time
the Salad comes out
you might be in for a
fifteen round bout

After you all done with your salad
spread the word like no other
I'll be waiting right here for ya
ready to cut some more vegetables
just give me a holla!

Breaking It Down Like Butter

"Rapping By Myself " Anthology
Breakin It Down Like Butta - Message to St. Moolio

Yo Gentle MC's,
Listen Up,
this long distance playa
is shakin up an down your block
breakin loose
breakin free

Gettin out my blender
Where most of your raps go
for me to re-order
Right in my Osterizer.

Flipping that switch
full speed
thats right
You know those lil red buttons at the end

Mixing rippin,
and mixing again

Gonna come up with
a Healthy, low cal
Hip Hop Shake
That ill make your mind fuzzy, lazy,
It will drive you buggy, crazy.

Lean and mean,
not much fat,
not much beef.

My tracks hit ya like laser beams
can't learn this in school
or smoking some home grown trees

Zippidy Zapp
I'm not foolin
just sittin back coolin

This is a Message for St. Moolio
to be heard by all MC stoolio
(This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh)

Sucka MC's
when you wake up in the morning
you thinkin where, when
I'm thinkin, "been there, done that!"

Life revolves around chetters
slinky ass rhymes
no matter how you fan the flames
they just all silly games

When you ready to start challenging me
with some raps worthy of the MBA
I'll be here ready to take you on
I ain't going no where
I just keep rippin, rhymin, and playing
doing my own ole school thing.

Got More Material

"Rapping By Myself" Anthology

I got more material
let me finish my cereal

In freestyle form
I'm like a big bad storm

Young MC's step back
while I lay down some more track

This train keeps a goin
My rhythms keep a flowin

Once your'e possessed
there's no turnin back
just like the the master
of the most def tracks
original recordings
lot's of reverb on top of the stacks

I might hit ya
before you even know it
my beatz will carry you away
like a rip tide
on a calm quiet day.

So all you MC's in the shadows
grab all you pillows
go up to your rooms
and sharpen you pencils

If you can match me
rhyme for rhyme,
rhythm for rhythm,
I just might invite you
to be a part of my
exclusive hip hop legion.

The Saga of Most Doofus

"Rapping by Myself" Anthology (con't)

There once was a rapper
rhymin all serious and strong minded
until he found out
he was rich and proud
just like the folks he
was dissin

What a dilemma he found himself in,
he would ask...
"How do I rap about my
own wealth and fortune
and stay true
to THE situation?"

"I can talk about my cars
my women
my houses
all that's goody
whatever adds
to my big fat booty?"

Until one day
that booty got so big
Most Doofus
started given it away
to make his heart feel
like it had not gone astray

But in the end
Most Doofus could not
escape his own dilemmas
He would ask?
"How do I put down certain peeps
and place myself above all others?"

So goes the saga
of a rapper
named Most Doofus,

May he find peace
may he find distance
from his own present existence.

Le Tigger

"Rapping By Myself" Anthology

Listening to all these
uber cool
techno-spoofy hipster bands

haha, damn!
steppin on more bubble gum
I'm buggin,
about the lack of lyrics
heck, you can sing about
green eggs and ham!

Overall, it's kind of fun
the music has a kind of a overall groovy hum.
Oops, I didn't mean to trip
over that rich kid's
billyburg bum!


Have you ever heard of the band Le Tigger?
A boutique style band ya know
Kind of like their music
makes you dance too and fro.
It's amazing, it makes you wonder
what can get done with a drum machine
and a lead singer that shouts "SEE YA LATER!"

What's good all Ivy League MC's
as long as you got that booty shakin vibe
I'm down with it
No matter how glam
You can be a part of my fam.

Tribe Called Re-Quest

"Rapping to Myself" Anthology (con't)

I like the dudes
called Tribe
they rap about foodies
and all goodies
like dat

They phunky MC's
got the rhythm buggin
got that hip hop bop
till you don't stop
thingy flowin

I write listening to them
talking about life
eating cheerios
and slugging down
peppermint flavored mentos

When life gives you
twist and turns
just put on dat Tribe
kick back and relax
to dat home grown vibe.

Space Rapper-Nut

Rapping to Myself Anthology (to be continued)

"Space Rapper-Nut"

Give me that mic
lets get this party started
jump into my rocket ship
and let's take a
seven year trip

David Bowie had it right
when he sang that tune
"Space Oddity"
That diddy was live, real
and full of electricity

All you new playas
both the talented and the lame
Y'all cannot hit that mark
and to be honest
it's a gosh darn shame

When you become
a Space Rapper-Nut
just like me
your material best not be hack
or up in the Matrix
like some half assed disco track.

When you start orbiting my planet
You best be snappin
with some original bizzarial

or else I will unload my
lyric missiles
on your weak ass material.

"I Ain't Now Felix Unger!"

"Rapping to Myself Anthology" (continued)

I ain't no Felix Unger
not fightin world hunger
nor am I Jimi Hendrix
or Nikki Sixx

Just a lonely ole school rapper MC
who got the blues
don't push my buttons
or I'll blow my fuse

Itty bitty MC
standing by your mic
look me in the eye
pull the trigger
and let your shitzzy fly

Don't let them tell ya any different
some bullshit story
a "how to guide"
for livin life on the flip side

When your doin A-cappella
Let me tell ya young fella,
bring your best
or I'll lay ya down to rest

The vinyl's all done,
thought the party had just begun
I guess I was wrong
Don't worry
It aint my swan song.

"Rapping to Myself" - ANTHOLOGY

"A Lime to a Lemon - Bring Dat Beat Back!"

A lemon to a lime
a lime to a lemon
what the frig does that mean??

LET ME LAYANOTHER TRACK DOWN FOR Y'ALL!!

Sucka MC's
Turn down yo mikes
I'm gonna start buggin
like it's fright night

My rhymes
are like shizzam
thats right
for all those on the lam

Y'all remember
back in da day
when the ladies
would move and sway

"The roof, the roof
the roof is on fire!!!
We don't need no water,
let the mothafucka burn,
Burn Mothafucka...BURN!!!"

When y'all go out late at night
with the city lights burning bright
The club is hoppin
the beat is boppin

Stay close to the floor
Don't matter if your'e rich or poor
the ladies want more
will grind it to the core

When the cameras are clickin
and the beitches are bickerin
you know somethings happening
you somethings poppin

All you sucka MC's
that desire the limelight
be generous, be cool
be repsectful to ole school

Cuz without that right
it's and uphill fight

And if you forget
You will regret.

You Too Girly

"Rappin to Myself" Anthology

"You Too Girly"

Sucka MC's
You have nothing to fear
as long as you can listen
as long as you can hear

Walking around
acting all surly
yet deep down
you feeling kind of girly

Check this track
all blown up and burly
a rhyme fit for a king
bigger than Yao Ming.

Bring your best beats
The one's that are "ill."
I'll eat them for lunch
and dinner and lunch again.

Oh yeah, bring all your crew,
let's see what they got
especially if it's hot
I'll cook it, fry it
then melt it on the spot.

Falsetto MC's
I got you zeroed in
when you eat burgers
I eat steak

When dinner is over
you go to your room
and I get the milk shake.

Rappin with Myself..."Rippin the New Rhymes"

Rippin new rhymes
like no other
If you don't believe me
go ask your baby brother.

Other MC's travel the world
far and wide
I stay right here at home
until y'all got no where to hide

Listen up all you rooks and crooks
who are bustin out all yo punk ass shitz
it's fourth and ten
and here comes an all out blitz.

Don't ax me no favas
When you ain't go no flava
throwin that round house
like minnie mouse.

I'll case your joint
and still make my point
on my own sweet time
without doin no crime.

Have a good day
let me show you the door
do your homework
do your chores

Next time you come around
when your are ready to throw down
just remember
you will never take my hard won crown.

R.I.P. Sean Taylor

Ode To Sean Taylor

Sean Taylor was murdered today. He was a football player for the Washington Redskins. Sean embodied toughness and a unique quality which eludes translation.

"Sean, whazzup?

You been layin out your opponents with some heavy duty licks
like an ole school sailor up to his crafty ole tricks.

Your enemies could see it in your eyes,
the look of a devil who could no longer tell lies.

Sean Taylor, you played fierce,
no fear,
just like your good friend Antonio Pierce.

May you rest in peace,
for those who doubt,

They will never understand,
your heart,
your desire,
your ability to close in and close out."

R.I.P.

Sean Taylor

Layin it down for MC BONES

MC BOnes is one of my favorite RAPPERS! (I wrote this shite!)

MC Bones,

Y'all got to contemplate,
Just don't hesitate,
Keep hittin your rhymes,
Like a champion heavyweight,

Ya'll got to move,
while you feelin' my groove,
Blastin all MC's
While reincarnating RUN-DMC.

Pass me da mic,
While ya'll get whack,

Don't give me no flax,
I'm just layin down my trax.

Peace Outtay, All Yo X-lackeys.