Rub a Dub Dub with the Mile High Club

RoyalesThaRula, you have some talent. However, I would like to see something that reminds me of the days when rap actually meant something beyond the overused "bitches n hos" style that has been flooding the market recently. Sure, you can rhyme, but can you put your heart into it in a way that also captures others' hearts?

Remember that true rap, at it's core, is pure poetry.

Lately I've noticed some awkward MC behavior
So let me introduce, offer a new flavor
Rap went off when they got a new savior

But it's even more hot, now that they pay ya
Ohh

Alright So here we go an adventure
Let me show you my invention
It's designed with one intention
And that is to bring attention
To the issue at hand,
The power of the man
The cost of living off the land
They had a plan
But it didn't involve them
And so now they sit, just wonderan
When they're time will come along
When nature will reveal it's new song
Because right now we live in the routine
New knowledge would be a good thing
And im sure the fat ladies would sing
If only someone would bring
To them something more than a joke
Im talking bout a ray of hope
Becaause if you don't
It wont be long before they croak
And until then they'll continue to toke
Peddle women, porno and coke.
Give them something to do, something that is right
What the **** is wrong with you, Is your budget too tight?
The kids grow up and all know the sticker
The one that tells you not to drive with liquor
But you know what would be quicker
If we put the liquor in the kicker
But too much money, would be lost
Sorry hunny, don't **** with the boss
Liquor tax pays your healthcare costs
Quick attacks, drunk on beer, their loss
But oh no, they do get it with great urgency
Good thing he paid his bottle deposit
So he could be rushed to surgery
And if life is a game then just pause it
And take a look at perhaps the cause bitch
We're too money hungry, worried bout the bill
It's not funny - from me - These guys shoot to kill
Our aspirations and inspirations, and everything between
They only want you brainwashed, working on the scene
Watch TV and you'll be pleased
That's the advice they gave to me
But I'd think twice about TV
Or anything for that matter they throw at ya
They're hopin the media will grow on ya
And teach them things they want you to know
At first its when to say bye
And when to say hello
But then as you grow, so do the ads
And then the pre-teens crave the fads
And then beg and plead to mom and dad
They really want these clothes so bad
But they're no better then they've ever had
So they work so hard to keep their kids glad
But during work their kids get bored
First they start goin to the store
As that grows old, they go get tore
And when they're parents work, they soar
Through the clouds without a care in the world
Too bad everything's messed up in this little girl
Her daddy came home with her brand new pants
But she was so high, she did a dance
And daddie well he suspected it
But mommie never expected it
They thought they raised a special kid
So much potential did
Little molly have until she started to cry
Because she wanted pants she saw on a sign
So parents worked hard, to please their divine
But she repays them, with going getting high
And this is just one little issue that I'd like to address
And I understand if you need a tissue my friend
Because it's intense and stronger, but also the truth
This is the world that money hungry mongers, have produced

Yeah I see what ya mean. I was tryin to be a little playful with this one ala Slick Rick, But i totally understand. Lemme whip somethin up right quick and see what ya think.