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2016 Rap Up.

This past year was a ******

Looking back, it kinda makes me wonder

How it came and went and **** near took everyone under

Its crazy out here and even though it was tough

I'ma run it back, this is 2016 Rap Up

 

Denver won the Super Bowl, Cam came up short

Leo got his Oscar and El Chapo got caught

They got mosquitoes with the Zika, so don't get bit

Peyton and Kobe Bryant both called it quits

I gotta admit, Fam, I get mad as ****

When I swipe my card and they say "No, You gotta use your chip"

**** Daniel, "Hamilton" was lit

Who let Kanye West get 53 million in debt?

And Rihanna went to work without taking a pause

ISIS popping and y'all worried about bathroom laws?!?

Come on, fam

How that sound?

So we out here standing up

Just so y'all can sit down?

Warriors went on a streak and then they got served

Panda was a hit and we couldn't understand the words

Huh, and Khaled kept snapping

These youngins keep mumbling

I guess y'all call that rapping

I've seen "Stranger Things", come on dude

Y'all out here shooting gorillas and punching kangaroos

Janet Jackson pregnant at 50, dog

So for you ol' broads, there might be some hope for y'all

I ain't throwing shade, it ain't that deep

**** I don't want nobody out here ******* with me in these streets

Then Birdman ran up on Charlamagne

And Lil' Wayne still not 'puttin' respect on his name'

Michael left Kelly trying to get paid

But the world stopped when Beyonce dropped Lemonade

She slayed, and over-shared

And ya'll still trying to find out about 'Becky with the good hair.'

As far as questions, I got one

"Hey Hov and B, is y'all finished or is y'all done?"

Son, I don't know if it was fake

I know KD did the running man challenge all the way to Golden State

The whole year made no sense

Dog, we live in a world without Muhammad Ali and no Prince

Then Gucci came home

And he looked so different y'all was like, "naw, that's got to be a clone"

Y'all was glued to y'all phones

And LeBron got it done for the Cavs and brought the chip back home

Snapchatting all over the place

I swear to God, if I see one more girl with a dog on her face

It was a sad year for sure

Instead of being woke though

Y'all wanted to play Pokemon Go!

And rap got weird, should we be concerned?

Young **** in a dress, Yung Joc got a perm

And everybody was in the Presidential race

Ryan Lochte, Oh he gets the Michael Phelps' face

Game and Meek beefing, Hillary and Trump

Kap took a knee, T.I., Brad Pitt got dumped

And Trump said he going to build a wall on the border

Ya'll will probably go to flip bottles water

The snow storm had the East underground

The kept shooting black men but wouldn't shoot killer clowns

They kept telling us to use our voices

Knowing **** well they ain't really give us no choices

Get an iPhone with no headphone cord

Or get a Galaxy and go and meet the Lord

See they go low, and we go high

You only got two friends. Why you trying to go Live?

I'ma miss the Obamas, I don't wanna see them go

My prayers to everyone that we lost in Orlando

The Oscars were so white they had to get Chris Rock

And the album of the year had to be Anderson.Paak

Cubs finally Won, Usain was on fire

Melania Trump hired the wrong ghostwriter

I'm petty with the manners

'Cuz I think Kim K. got robbed by Joanne the Scammer

Ooouuu

Biters keep testin' me

They making rappers, but they ain't got the recipe

Huh, Yeah that's facts

Shout to Young M.A. for bringing New York back

And I hear y'all talking about "Kanye is fine"

Well to us it look like Kanye done lost his mind

Cowboys kept ballin', them boys in the zone

Bryson Tiller came along, kept telling us "Don't"

I'm highly favored

I clap back on my haters

I be the beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes

The mannequin challenge, oh, that's how y'all feel?

The World moving dog, we can't just stand still

Beyonce made sure y'all got in formation

One time for Phife Dawg from the Zulu Nation

Did Drake bag J.Lo? I say kinda

But y'all was all up in arms over Rob and Chyna

And that's a new level of female pimping

Biggest L of the year goes to Hillary Clinton

You ask me, man, I thought she had it made

You ask me now, **** I think we all got played

Another sign of the times

And now the whole World laughing at us, sounding like ChewbaccaMom

2016 was a bully and a punk

On top of that, now we gotta deal with Donald Trump?

Pardon me, as I vent

Bro, we made a reality star the President

And that just makes me sick

Talking about, "We gotta give him a chance." Naw

I ain't got to give him ****

It's going to be hard to cope

Because you can't have progress, dog, if you don't have hope

More pros, less rookies

And if America's ours, how we let it get grabbed by the *****

They say I sound mad, off the cuff

Oh, I sound mad? Y'all don't sound mad enough

So from here on out, we gotta set the tone

Y'all protect yourself and protect your own

And way too many people got called back home

2016 you can go, and I'm glad you're gone

Felt like a long bad dream

I'm wishing you love and life, Welcome to 2017.

 

Skillz 12/31/2016.

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