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RAPGEN Between the photo shoots, trips to the orthodontist for work on your platinum grill, and keeping your hos in check, you don't have time to sit down and compose songs. It's rare that you even have time to kick back with a 40. Producing with RAPGEN ensures that you'll always be keeping it real.
posted by adamms222 (8 comments total)

Now that suitably fly lyrics are readily available, my G's and I can finally step to the studio, mix up some phat-ass beats, and put our debut gangsta joint on wax, with total confidence that our rhymes will represent to the fullest.

I see this innovation as enabling a whole new wave of terrible suburban white boy rap on mp3.com.

"And that is an encouraging thought."
posted by jmcmurry at 12:17 PM on September 30, 2002

SEE ALSO: Rhymerator, The. Brought to you by RockStar Games, the people responsible for Grand Theft Auto.
posted by Danelope at 12:41 PM on September 30, 2002

This is too funny... Just the other day I was talking to a co-worker about this very thing.. We figured we could make $millions..
posted by eas98 at 2:02 PM on September 30, 2002

Ehhh, who needs that damn thing? Yo kick it!


My name is jonmc and I'm a little off kilter
I like to fuck shit up on the Metafilter
don't double post and I try not to flame
Word to mathowie straight bloggin's my game
I don't go off messin' with wack tenderoni's
I like monkeys and wonderchickens kitties and ponies

So if you come to big blue, don't act like a bozo
Or you'll incur the wrath of my main man Cardoso


OK that's all I got...
posted by jonmc at 4:26 PM on September 30, 2002

what-no pancake bunnies?
posted by konolia at 4:44 PM on September 30, 2002

... and from that day forward, jonmc became mc jon.

posted by nomis at 4:49 PM on September 30, 2002

Y'yo- checkit.

Step off, muthafucka, dat shit ain't prudent
Y'all don' wanna mess wit no CS student
My logic be tight so ya best get rollin'
'fo' I finish off yo' ass wit a semi-colon
Tha po-po keep they distance and tha hataz be buggin'
Dey know I can sort dey shit out in O(n log n)

Mah blood cold like ice an mah temper hot like magma
Don' be pushin' mah limits 'cuz I use the strict pragma
I'm a NP-Hard G but ya talkin' kinda harsh
Apologize, muthafucka, 'cuz dat shit don't parse
Git outta mah grill and gitcho' ass back ta tha projects
Don't invoke my method, man, I'll disorient ya objects

MonkeyMeat's got funky beats that rock ya shit like junkie treats
Honeyz crowd mah crib an' dey bring dey friends wit 'em
Dey be diggin' on my rhymes an' my algo-rhythm
Area codes be Ludacris, I index mah ho'z wit hash codes
Ya make too many phone calls an' ya operator overloads
Y'all know I need scalable access ta mah honeyz
So I gots time to go an' brag to tha pancake bunniez

return 0;

we out.
posted by MonkeyMeat at 7:26 PM on September 30, 2002

you rock, monkeymeat.
posted by juv3nal at 8:27 PM on September 30, 2002

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