Okay. This is my rap lyric to Sol's Keep Yourself Alive II. Of course the original song is metal and not rap, so this is just for fun. I actually had posted this a long time ago. This is the newer version (typos got destroyed). And I use different colors to highlight what rhymes with what.
Enjoy!
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***KEEP YOURSELF ALIVE***
(Verse 1)
Yeah! I know you think you're the best shit -
in town, let me tell you this straight bitch
Nothing but clown, you're not packing any feat
Try to run, but see life's hacking your feet
Make your way out, see if you can unlock the lid -
of the can, beware of this kid, now a sword he wields
You're too easy to split, 'cause you got no shield
You'll be down when I draw the gun 'cause it's open field
Don't be spending time, without a clear direction
You gotta be reading signs, but you're just a simpleton
Now you wanna tell lies, 'bout being much better -
than me, and how you're the sick jaw-dropper?
Pay attention to your I.O.U letters, all to me
My fist gets you one or two tremors, you better not be -
lighting the torches, burning down the will-be traces -
of our battles, and how bad you're gonna kneel and tremble -
after my FIRESEAL leaves your bitch mouth armless
(Chorus)
This life sucks hard
But I'm a fuck-y'all-up-harder!
You want to meet me in the battle
Better bring something realer!
'Cause I know you know the principle
It's KEEP-YOURSELF-ALIVE
Yeah! Can you KEEP-YOURSELF-ALIVE?!
(Verse 2)
Yeah! Before you step into this game, let me say
You've got no pull nor fame, so you'll only play -
scrambling numbers and words, while I instill flames -
into this world, 'til it sets your lame -
ass ablaze, that's the fate you're gonna stay -
with, or else you wanna pay -
more, than you could afford, other options are -
pull yourself away, and consider this not your day
Fires get nothing on this warrior, 'cause I'm the hotspot -
of the entire universe, I'll cook it in a pot -
the flesh and the dirty cash of you
Turn it a mess nobody would want to stick to
Burning down the whole town is a no-sweat for me
My breath leaves your whole lawn empty
It's thousands degrees so you'll melt instantly
Trash-talking's always free, just speak yourself loud
You wanna put me out? It's your ass I'm gonna kick -
'til it's above the clouds, yeah you limp dick
I'm gonna keep-outta-the-line, and still have plenty time -
to keep-myself-alive
(Chorus)