- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Rap is Crap
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Rap is crap, I'm here to say,
Made by guys who can't sing or play.
It's got rhyme & rhythm, but that's it.
You can call it crap. You can call it shit.
Rap is crap! Rap is crap!
Now you can call it fun & you can call it art,
And you can play the fool if you want the part,
But when a rap "song" haunts you, all of the time,
Do you call it a party? Do you call it a crime?
Rap is crap! Rap is crap!
I said you know those guys with all the gold chains,
Don't just want your cash, they want your brains.
And if you clap & chant while they rant & rave,
Are you their fans? Or just their slaves?
Rap is crap! Rap is crap!
Rap is ca-ca ca-ca ca-ca ca-ca crap!
