Topic: Some rap I write for Bitcoin - page 2. (Read 4250 times)
Make a nice video for youtube!
^ Those guys rock
wow..comments are tough 
i imagine that you rap better in english than i do in your native tongue
Stop! Critic Time!
Your rap flows flawed like molasses in spring,
a cold spring, mind you,
not the beautiful thing.
Your rhymes are forced at the best of times
"What's wrong?" you say.
Well most ain't no rhymes.
Your rhythm is jumpy like cats in heat.
"I can't hear it" says you.
Yeah, duh, you missed the beat.
Your rap flows flawed like molasses in spring,
a cold spring, mind you,
not the beautiful thing.
Your rhymes are forced at the best of times
"What's wrong?" you say.
Well most ain't no rhymes.
Your rhythm is jumpy like cats in heat.
"I can't hear it" says you.
Yeah, duh, you missed the beat.
Realdos can't touch this!
I'm not a native English speaker and I just try to write some rap for Bitcoin for fun...
Bitcoin
Think you know what is money?
Let me tell you something crazy:
For all the greenbacks we hold private,
They are nothing more than a scheme ponzi.
In gold we've trusted a perfect currency,
Until 1971 when they decided to steal openly.
All you have is government credit suddenly,
In a piece of paper which they call Money.
Since then Money was printed out of air,
And they made you use it everywhere,
You worked hard but still could not pay your medicare,
All you had was a sense of despair.
Well Money isn't something from nowhere,
It stands for all your efforts, square and fair.
When you save some money for the future year,
You know its power shall not weaken then, when you're already grey hair.
Now here comes the Bitcoin.
A gift from God gives the wretched joy.
Trust is all it sows in the soil,
Something more precious than the oil.
Today its idea still makes some people annoyed.
You may think it's still a toy.
But I'm telling ya my boy:
It's the old world it shall destroy.
I've already heard the sound of drum,
Reveal me that Bitcoin is the One.
The gate is open and the vision is stunned.
A new history is there and we shall not wait but run.
You may say here is a dreamer he may be drunk,
But I know the truth and can't hold my tongue.
Like Victor Hugo put it for his France:
Nothing is more powerful than an idea whose time has come!
Bitcoin
Think you know what is money?
Let me tell you something crazy:
For all the greenbacks we hold private,
They are nothing more than a scheme ponzi.
In gold we've trusted a perfect currency,
Until 1971 when they decided to steal openly.
All you have is government credit suddenly,
In a piece of paper which they call Money.
Since then Money was printed out of air,
And they made you use it everywhere,
You worked hard but still could not pay your medicare,
All you had was a sense of despair.
Well Money isn't something from nowhere,
It stands for all your efforts, square and fair.
When you save some money for the future year,
You know its power shall not weaken then, when you're already grey hair.
Now here comes the Bitcoin.
A gift from God gives the wretched joy.
Trust is all it sows in the soil,
Something more precious than the oil.
Today its idea still makes some people annoyed.
You may think it's still a toy.
But I'm telling ya my boy:
It's the old world it shall destroy.
I've already heard the sound of drum,
Reveal me that Bitcoin is the One.
The gate is open and the vision is stunned.
A new history is there and we shall not wait but run.
You may say here is a dreamer he may be drunk,
But I know the truth and can't hold my tongue.
Like Victor Hugo put it for his France:
Nothing is more powerful than an idea whose time has come!
cool, man
your rap is shit, should probably quit.
you'd make more BTC sucking dick.
This was WAY too mean... but I must admit, it was probably the best verse ITT you'd make more BTC sucking dick.
wow..comments are tough
All that matters with any song is the tune.
You can sing any old shit for lyrics but it's gotta sound good.
These lyrics put to some good music could be great. It's just a matter of finding someone with the musical talent to do it.
You can sing any old shit for lyrics but it's gotta sound good.
These lyrics put to some good music could be great. It's just a matter of finding someone with the musical talent to do it.
Stop! Critic Time!
Your rap flows flawed like molasses in spring,
a cold spring, mind you,
not the beautiful thing.
Your rhymes are forced at the best of times
"What's wrong?" you say.
Well most ain't no rhymes.
Your rhythm is jumpy like cats in heat.
"I can't hear it" says you.
Yeah, duh, you missed the beat.
Your rap flows flawed like molasses in spring,
a cold spring, mind you,
not the beautiful thing.
Your rhymes are forced at the best of times
"What's wrong?" you say.
Well most ain't no rhymes.
Your rhythm is jumpy like cats in heat.
"I can't hear it" says you.
Yeah, duh, you missed the beat.
your rap is shit, should probably quit.
you'd make more BTC sucking dick.
you'd make more BTC sucking dick.
It's the thought that counts. 
I'm not a native English speaker and I just try to write some rap for Bitcoin for fun...
Bitcoin
Think you know what is money?
Let me tell you something crazy:
For all the greenbacks we hold private,
They are nothing more than a scheme ponzi.
In gold we've trusted a perfect currency,
Until 1971 when they decided to steal openly.
All you have is government credit suddenly,
In a piece of paper which they call Money.
Since then Money was printed out of air,
And they made you use it everywhere,
You worked hard but still could not pay your medicare,
All you had was a sense of despair.
Well Money isn't something from nowhere,
It stands for all your efforts, square and fair.
When you save some money for the future year,
You know its power shall not weaken then, when you're already grey hair.
Now here comes the Bitcoin.
A gift from God gives the wretched joy.
Trust is all it sows in the soil,
Something more precious than the oil.
Today its idea still makes some people annoyed.
You may think it's still a toy.
But I'm telling ya my boy:
It's the old world it shall destroy.
I've already heard the sound of drum,
Reveal me that Bitcoin is the One.
The gate is open and the vision is stunned.
A new history is there and we shall not wait but run.
You may say here is a dreamer he may be drunk,
But I know the truth and can't hold my tongue.
Like Victor Hugo put it for his France:
Nothing is more powerful than an idea whose time has come!
Bitcoin
Think you know what is money?
Let me tell you something crazy:
For all the greenbacks we hold private,
They are nothing more than a scheme ponzi.
In gold we've trusted a perfect currency,
Until 1971 when they decided to steal openly.
All you have is government credit suddenly,
In a piece of paper which they call Money.
Since then Money was printed out of air,
And they made you use it everywhere,
You worked hard but still could not pay your medicare,
All you had was a sense of despair.
Well Money isn't something from nowhere,
It stands for all your efforts, square and fair.
When you save some money for the future year,
You know its power shall not weaken then, when you're already grey hair.
Now here comes the Bitcoin.
A gift from God gives the wretched joy.
Trust is all it sows in the soil,
Something more precious than the oil.
Today its idea still makes some people annoyed.
You may think it's still a toy.
But I'm telling ya my boy:
It's the old world it shall destroy.
I've already heard the sound of drum,
Reveal me that Bitcoin is the One.
The gate is open and the vision is stunned.
A new history is there and we shall not wait but run.
You may say here is a dreamer he may be drunk,
But I know the truth and can't hold my tongue.
Like Victor Hugo put it for his France:
Nothing is more powerful than an idea whose time has come!
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