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Groucho Marxist

Total Posts: 466
Member Since: 2017
Location: U.S.S.R.
posted Friday, January 26, 2018 12:45:13 AM    Click Here to See the Profile for Groucho Marxist




She opened up to me; I never spoke how much it meant to me
It seemed to me her enemies resided in her mind
Cause I think she thought dudes fucked her, and they loved her for her mind
She could put it all behind her, trade it in for hindsight
But she might like, to see what someone elses lifes like
Shes played some characters, but it's hard to swallow the roles
When anorexic behavior, starts to take that tole
And her hands look old, cause shes obsessed with germs
And every bed seems cold, as men take there turns
And every up has a down, and each time its bolder
It hurts me when she frowns, but her smiles are polar
And I wish I could save her, but I'm so over bearing
So I just watch from a distance, with out her knowing I'm caring


A mixed up girl in a mixed up world
I got up in her mix, I couldn't fix this girl
Stand tall girl, so you appall this world
But there's beauty in trauma like a Dali mural
You fixate on pearls, asphyxiate hurl
In our keep safe Quarrels, you misplaces my girl


She finds beauty in butterflies, no subtlety in her lies
Uses her pillow to smother cries, praying her mother dies
Its nothing to other guys, but their lies are cheap talk
But they all stop and jock, mock the way that she walks
And they cop the bootleg, version diversion from her
Shes unsure of the merging because her vision is blurred
Somewhere division occurred, and she became two people
Neither one is a saint, but neither one of ems evil
Id say that one of ems feeble, one just hates too much
She tries to cage her lust, but one would say its love
On gave me her trust, but one would make shit up
I should have just gave up, but really gave a fuck
She wore an a cup. But now shes move on to bigger things
She probably covers em up now, afraid of the snickering
She use to paint and draw, but everything was a butterfly
I had to withdraw she called it love when her lover cried

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Dyme Secta

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Member Since: 2017
Location: spacetime
posted Friday, January 26, 2018 2:52:27 PM    Click Here to See the Profile for Dyme Secta
Nice format dropping the audio and the text.
Keep getting busy Groucho Marxist. Have fun
being creative. Thanks for sharing. Later.

- dymesecta

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Groucho Marxist

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Member Since: 2017
Location: U.S.S.R.
posted Saturday, January 27, 2018 1:20:12 AM    Click Here to See the Profile for Groucho Marxist
Thanks man, someone helped me mix it and they came up with this.

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agent7D6

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Member Since: 2017
Location: Don's Market
posted Monday, January 29, 2018 5:23:05 PM    Click Here to See the Profile for agent7D6
"She wore an a cup"?? Say wut?,


The rest was a good read. Link to audio sux. Force feeds sc app. Peace

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Groucho Marxist

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Location: U.S.S.R.
posted Tuesday, January 30, 2018 1:53:47 PM    Click Here to See the Profile for Groucho Marxist
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tAioQIPcVlc


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MPC boy

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Member Since: 2018
Location: Legend
posted Wednesday, January 31, 2018 4:10:43 PM    Click Here to See the Profile for MPC boy
Beta rap

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ShaeTheArtist

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Member Since: 2018
Location: NJ, USA
posted Friday, February 02, 2018 12:42:32 PM    Click Here to See the Profile for ShaeTheArtist
You did a good job expressin concern... feel like a lot of folk try to capture an emotion and fail, but you got that. Also like the audio/lyric post combo.

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Groucho Marxist

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Location: U.S.S.R.
posted Friday, February 02, 2018 2:47:24 PM    Click Here to See the Profile for Groucho Marxist
I just can't make it sound the way I want to yet. I am hoping I can do that in a real studio. Right now I am just using a usb mic which works great for my podcast but not so much for recording music.

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g.morals

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Member Since: 2018
posted Sunday, February 18, 2018 6:37:41 AM    Click Here to See the Profile for g.morals   Click Here to Email g.morals
https://soundcloud.com/user-590359193/3-rheanne?in=user-590359193/sets/by-any-means

You remind me of a dream I never thought to have.
Iím glad that we the team while we walking down this path.
I wanna see you laugh, I wanna see you smile,
I want you to know that for you I could walk the miles.
I could love a child, and I could stay myself.
Always know that in your love I stash my wealth.
Itís where I keep my heart, letís never come apart,
and be a part of the bigger picture we see at large.
Cuz now we got a kid, and thatís the realest thing.
I want to live in correction of all the wrongs I did.
That Harley for this Joker, this ainít my poker face -
Iím spitting from the realest place I ever thought to face.
You help me chase my demons, you help me place my meaning.
Iíll help you trace your breathing, give you something to believe in.
Letís take the world apart, and put it back together -
take something good, and learn to make it better.
Mountains are for climbing, mornings are for rising.
Baby we could see break free of the horizon.
Lay low so when we fly, we donít melt the feathers -
upon the wings of time, oh what a deadly crime.
See youíre my ecstasy, the only fantasy,
and I donít worry cuz I know youíd never say to me ó
(sample: I belong to someone else we know)

Fuck that noise, I ainít no boy,
Iím on my grown man shit and I donít need no toys.
I got my my voice and the mic,
my boys and my wife,
the baby, a job thatíll pay me, and lately -
I feel like, shit ainít so crazy.
The world making sense without making a cent,
but I donít give a fuck cuz my world is you
and I hope that you know that that shit is true.

Somebody told me once, upon a time to rhyme,
and now I tell her this: see it could save a mind.
The words are more than concepts,
unfinished projects and golden prospects.
Itís real to me.
And you real to me.
The biggest happiness I feel in me so donít you worry I would never say to you ó
(sample: I belong to someone else we know)

Fuck that noise, I ainít no boy,
Iím on my grown man shit and I donít need no toys.
I got my my voice and the mic,
my boys and my wife,
the baby, a job thatíll pay me, and lately -
I feel like, shit ainít so crazy.
The world making sense without making a cent,
but I donít give a fuck cuz my world is you
and I hope that you know that that shit is true.

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g.morals

Total Posts: 9
Member Since: 2018
posted Sunday, February 18, 2018 6:39:50 AM    Click Here to See the Profile for g.morals   Click Here to Email g.morals


You remind me of a dream I never thought to have.
Iím glad that we the team while we walking down this path.
I wanna see you laugh, I wanna see you smile,
I want you to know that for you I could walk the miles.
I could love a child, and I could stay myself.
Always know that in your love I stash my wealth.
Itís where I keep my heart, letís never come apart,
and be a part of the bigger picture we see at large.
Cuz now we got a kid, and thatís the realest thing.
I want to live in correction of all the wrongs I did.
That Harley for this Joker, this ainít my poker face -
Iím spitting from the realest place I ever thought to face.
You help me chase my demons, you help me place my meaning.
Iíll help you trace your breathing, give you something to believe in.
Letís take the world apart, and put it back together -
take something good, and learn to make it better.
Mountains are for climbing, mornings are for rising.
Baby we could see break free of the horizon.
Lay low so when we fly, we donít melt the feathers -
upon the wings of time, oh what a deadly crime.
See youíre my ecstasy, the only fantasy,
and I donít worry cuz I know youíd never say to me ó
(sample: I belong to someone else we know)

Fuck that noise, I ainít no boy,
Iím on my grown man shit and I donít need no toys.
I got my my voice and the mic,
my boys and my wife,
the baby, a job thatíll pay me, and lately -
I feel like, shit ainít so crazy.
The world making sense without making a cent,
but I donít give a fuck cuz my world is you
and I hope that you know that that shit is true.

Somebody told me once, upon a time to rhyme,
and now I tell her this: see it could save a mind.
The words are more than concepts,
unfinished projects and golden prospects.
Itís real to me.
And you real to me.
The biggest happiness I feel in me so donít you worry I would never say to you ó
(sample: I belong to someone else we know)

Fuck that noise, I ainít no boy,
Iím on my grown man shit and I donít need no toys.
I got my my voice and the mic,
my boys and my wife,
the baby, a job thatíll pay me, and lately -
I feel like, shit ainít so crazy.
The world making sense without making a cent,
but I donít give a fuck cuz my world is you
and I hope that you know that that shit is true.

Partial IP: 91.103.182

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