So I joined this stupid Blogger crap...

...because this is more private than my MySpace blog thingy. Hi. I'm Ronnie. I'm 15. I just joined this thingy. The main reason why I joined this was to express myself in a way that I couldn't before. I'm gonna be like everyone else and say that I have a passion for music, but I'm infatuated with poetry, urban poetry to be exact. And if you put two and two together, you basically get Hip-Hop. And not the Hip-Hop you see on TV, or hear on the radio, I'm talking about the Hip-Hop that you have to look for. The good stuff. And it makes me sick that kids think that cars, sex, drugs, and alcohol is Hip-Hop. Like Nas said, Hip-Hop is dead. And my only intention at the moment is to bring it back.

As a few people know, I had an encounter with a certain rapper named Jin, a Chinese freestylist who was on BET's 106 and Park's Freestyle Friday for 7 weeks straight. I met him at a workshop where certain artists can help kids out to follow their dream and do what they want to do after High School. He was giving out free webcams to whoever battled him in a freestyle. I went up and got pwned. I can't freestyle. At all. But I had a written that I wanted to spit to him so he could give me his thoughts on it. He agreed, and he heard my rhyme.

My favorite rapper is Lupe Fiasco, and he could hear it in my rhyme. Somehow, he heard the Lupe vibe in me. He also said that my rhymes were clean and straight to the point. This triggered something in my brain that said "I might actually be able to do this." And so, I will be posting new rhymes as I come up with some new stuff.

Peace,
Ronnie.


PS: The rhyme I spit to Jin is right here, and if I find out that anyone stole this, Imma beat someones ass.

I wish the world was like my imagination
With simplicity and no complication
No police stations
Always a vacation
Imma make the population
Cherish God's creation
We, as people, have a job to do
Respect and love each other, it don't matter who
But kids don't have a clue
Repping either red or blue
Killing one another while yelling out "Fuck You"
With a pop pop pop.....
Then the body just drops
Killer man now be running from the cops
From this place to that place, this fool gotta hop
The problem with this dude, he's only 14
There's a lot in his life that he hasn't even seen
He gotta get married, gotta find his queen
But no, he wants to stay in this ghettoass scene