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DIRTY ROTTIN UGLY GIRLS SUCK
Current mood: nostalgic
Category: Writing and Poetry
IT’S THESE SCHITZOPHRENIC SUGGESTIONS
THEY SPARK PARANOID INVESTAGATIONS
LISTEN TO THE FEINDS SPIT HALOTOSIS
THIS METHPSYCOSIS GOT ME UNDER HYPNOSIS
I’M BURIED IN AN AMPHETAMEIN DREAM , FULL OF CELLAPHANE PEOPLE’S SCHEMES,AND THE SCREAMS OF DRAMA QUEENS.
I STUMBLE AND FUMBLE INTO THE DEEP
SEARCHING FOR THAT MOMENT OF CLARITY
GRASPIN FOR A BRANCH OF SANITY
ALL I REALLY NEED IS A 20 BAG OF SLEEP
CUZ I JUST BROKE THE LAST SEVEN NIGHTS
IM STARTIN FIST FIGHTS WITH SHADOW PEOPLE WHO ARENT EVEN THERE
GOIN FULL THROTTLE TRYIN TO DROWN MYSELF IN THE BOTTOM OF A 40 OZ. BOTTLE
ALL I KNOW IS THESE DIRTY ROTTIN UGLY GIRLS SUCK
SO LETS SIT BACK AND WATCH THESE FEINDS
GET DOWN ON THEIR HANDS AND KNEES
TO LOOK FOR THE DRUGS I DROPPED ON YOUR RUG
MAYBE IT WAS ONE TOO MANY LSD BINGES
THAT TORE MY MIND OFF THE HINGES
AND LEFT IT LIKE THAT PHONE ON THE CORNER THAT WON’T ACCEPET YOUR QUARTER….
IT’S OUT OF ORDER
I’M CRAZIER THAN BLIND SKATEBOARDERS IN RUSH HOUR TRAFFIC
AS FOR MY DRUG HABIT
DON’T TRY AND MATCH IT
CUZ ASEND BLEST IT BEST
AS FOR MYSELF I’M NOT AN MC
I’M A BRAIN HERPE
SPITTIN GRENADES INFUSED WITH AIDS TIL YOUR WISHIN YOUR PISSIN RAZOR BLADES
AN ALL I KNOW IS THESE DIRTY ROTTIN UGLY GIRLS SUCK
SO LETS SIT BACK AND WATCH THESE FEINDS
GET DOWN ON THEIR HANDS AND KNEES
JUST TO LOOK FOR THE DRUGS
I DROPPED ON YOUR RUG
RIGHT NOW IM SITTING REFLECTING ON HOW I’M NEGLECTING MY SOUL
GODS CALLING COLLECT ,AN I’M REJECTING THE TOLL
CUZ THE ONLY FEE I GOT AN INTEREST IN PAYING
IS THE ONE TO FEED MY GIVING TREE
NOW BELIVE ME
EVERYDAY THIS DOGS HUNGER GREW STRONGER
THE TRACKS SIMOTANEOUSLY GREW LONGER
SO IT’S TURNING OUT
IT LOOKS LIKE
TO BE ANOTHER LONG SLEEVE SUMMER
SPENT SAILING TO THE MOON
THREW THE BOTTOM OF THIS CROOKED SPOON
ON WAVES OF NODDED EUPHORIA
OVER A SEA OF NUMBING NOTHING TRANQUILITY
CUZ I’M HOOKED ON ESCAPING MY LIFES HYSTERIA
CROWN ME THE REIGNING KING OF DENILE
SINCE I LISTEN TO JANE SAY I’LL KICK TOMORROW
BUT SECRETLY I HOPE I GOT ONE MORE LIFE LEFT TO BORROW
CUZ I ALREADY SOLD MY SOUL FOR UNITS NUMBERED 20
THIS FUCKED UP RECIPE
AND A HANDFUL OF FELONIES
AN ALL I REALLY KNOW IS THESE DIRTY ROTTIN UGLY GIRLS SUCK
BUT SOME PEOPLE CALL THEM DRUGS
Dirty
Rottin
Ugly
Girls
Suck
they’re drugs
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So….are you saying that women are the root of all evil? Students in my high school thought of a equation to that measue, ridiculous. I can see that you are saying that any woman that has a ego similar to a man is a bitch. How, backsliding, because a man is praised by women when he resembles a female additude.
Personally I do not like this poem. It’s underdeveloped. There seems to be blockage somwhere, so emotions don’t seem very accuate or true. Bland….your words are well chosen, but seem empty.
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This strikes me as lyrics to a hip/hop or rap song. Has potential for that arena, but not my area of expertise.
Honestly, I didn’t expect much from this poem when I saw its title. But I think you’ve done a good job of capturing a state of mind. I’m not sure how this would do in the mainstream poetry market, given its freestyle structure. But I do think it would be a big success at a poetry slam.
First of all, are the spelling and punctuation errors intentional? If so, it added an extra level of depth to this drug ballad. If not, there’s always spell check.
The rhyming is well-done and the flow is slightly wavy, but still fit for sailing. Acronyming (is that a word) DRUGS into Dirty Rottin (again, intentional misspell?) Ugly Girls Suck was awesome, political correctness be damned. Good job!
This is a rap in poetic form right? I think you really painted a picture of a lifestyle here. The meter is very good for the most part. A few lines feel like they were forced for the rhyme. I think the last line could’ve been left out – maybe not while rapping it, but in this poetic form. I feel it gives away too much, I already got it from the lines immediately previous.
I love it. It’s filthy, disgusting, and has references to drugs and STDS. However, it doesn’t need to be CAPSLOCKED and some spell-checking is in order.
Its voice is wild, insane. Nice use of imagery and wordplay.
This is a really fresh piece. The rhymes are tight and it’s packed with original and unique similes and metaphors. I enjoyed reading it. The flow was good for the most part. I especially liked the line comparing your mind to the “phone on the corner that won’t accept your quarter,” and the subsequent punchline. I would get rid of the whole “dirty rotten ugly girls suck” thing, because it doesn’t seem to relate to the rest of the poem at all. I think it takes away from the strength of it. It could use some work with spelling and puntuaction. I’d change it from all caps too. But that is just side stuff. It has a manic feel to it, but it is obviously well-thought out. Keep writing!
All tens, dude! You read my mind! Been there and done that and if that isn’t the real world in those words, I don’t know what is. You need to work on that grammar..and those apostrophes. Proof read your stuff even if it is a royal pain in the a—!Your imagery is outstanding because I almost started looking through my drawers to see if I missed something!
I think this is good , some great imagery. I would say the referance to drugs so often wasnt needed , the words prior to that had already spelt it out without being so direct which in my opinion is better and not so cliche. Over all though I enjoyed it. Oh but lose the caps.
December 16, 2006
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All caps, kind of a turn off. I didn’t get throught much of it honestly. The caps it’s a bit much for the brain to take in.
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