I didn't like how it went from witty, good beat and rhymes to douching it up...yeah, I get it...it's part of the persona but broke the rhythm...all that said--great battle. Glad to upvote it.

And I think Hitchcock won hands down. So much effort to become the character he plays. Lloyd is God...

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No man, that body armour, those boots...I'd harvest the bones of a thousand murdered infants to build our bed if that's what it took. Do you think that's what she wants?

I had to go rewatch this. It's practically perfect. Not an origin story, no romance subplot, no compromise. Just a day in the life of Judge Dredd. Love it, but my favourite Dredd story was told in rhyme:

They'd been waiting there since nightfall for the Sharks to come along,
They knew they'd have to pass this stretch of street.
So they'd sharpened up their stickers and they'd brought along their bars,
And they were wearing steel-tipped stompers on their feet.

There was Big Frank Zit and Faceache, Crazy Joseph with his spear,
The Dixon Boys were there and Billy Rat.
Ike the Spike had brought his sister with her homemade ghetto blaster,
And the Ghoul had put new rivets in his bat.

Now it wasn't nothin' personal that they had against the Sharks,
Any bunch of dead-end spugs would do.
'Cos there was nothing they liked better than to mash and bash and stomp,
Same as any normal Mega-City juves.

"A-rumbling! A-rumbling! We love to go A-rumbling!
("AAAH!")
We love to lay in ambush in the night!
("AAAA!")
A-rumbling! A-rumbling! The Zits were born for rumbling!
(SMAK!)
There's nothing we like better than a fight!"
(KRAK!)

Then a headlight pierced the darkness - a rider gaunt and grim,
Daystick drawn and ready in his hand.
     The chin belonged to Dredd,
     And the voice as well, which said:
"You creeps can do your rumbling in the can!"

"It's just one judge!" cried Cindy Spike and opened with her blaster -
"I'll send him back to Central in a sack!"
(SPOING! "AAAAAAA!")
But Dredd's bike absorbed the blast and laid her on the street,
With tyre marks running right across her back.

Then the judge got down to business and his daystick rose and fell,
Striking out at every head he saw.
For though the Zits launched the attack, the Sharks were fighting back -
And self defence is no defence in law!

As the heap of bodies mounted, Big Zit could see his Waterloo,
Waiting just one station down the line.
Oh, sure, he loved to rumble - but he preferred to be on top...
"Let's scram and live to fight another time!"

("Dredd to Control! We got forty-plus juve rumblers fleeing east through Bernstein. Zits and Sharks, back-up required."
"Wilco, Dredd!"
"Med squads and meat wagons to Moreng Alley. Estimate twenty casualties, more to follow."
"Control to all units area Bernstein. YPs on the run."
VRMMMM!
"Pick 'em up!")

In the space of sixty seconds there was a judge on every street.
From watching bays others scanned the slab -
"We got two Zits runnin' fast though the Tamblin Underpass!"
"Krupke here! I got 'em in the bag!"
(THUNK! THUNK!)

They cut them off at Sondheim and they mopped them up on Wood,
On Pedway 12 they corned Crazy Joseph.
He tried to make a stand - but a spear's not worth a damn,
When it's up against a judge's high explosive.

The Ghoul surrendered quietly, he didn't have much choice -
Ike the Spike tried to scale the sector wall -
("Save your bullet, he'll never make it." "Oh no! AAAAAAAAAAAAH!" SPLATT!)
The Dixon Boys all copped it when they tried to hitch a ride,
On the 2020 Zoom to Bernstein Halt.

Big Zit thought he'd play it clever, the law was everywhere,
The safest thing for him to do was hide -
Dredd tracked him down on infrared - "Don't bother to come out!"
"The best place for trash like you is inside!"

In minutes flat they'd caught them, every Shark and every Zit.
To Dredd it fell to ladle out the years -
"Twenty years apiece for Cindy Spike, Billy Rat and Ghoul."
An extra ten left Big Frank Zit in tears.

For Faceache minus half his face, for the hapless Dixon Boys,
For Ike impaled so cruelly on his spike,
For Crazy Joe with his gaping hole, there'd be one final rumble,
Along the last conveyor belt at Resyk.

A-rumbling! A-rumbling! They loved to go A-rumbling!
But the Zits will go A-rumbling no more!
A-rumbling! A-rumbling! They loved to go A-rumbling!
But they should've known they couldn't buck the law!

Art is not about what is shown, but what is revealed by being hidden... not by what the artist does, but by what the artist is kept from doing as a result of obstructions, impediments, and rules that force creativity, not unlike a specific meter or rhyme in poetry..

Awesome music: rhymes clips from the best of TV and film. has been added as a related post - related requested by Zawash on that post.

Awesome music: rhymes clips from the best of TV and film. has been added as a related post - related requested by Zawash on that post.

Yes its hilarious how uneducated he is

"Keep it 300 like the romans"

Moron, Spartans are Greek, and it historically references battle of Thermopylae which was then fictionalized into the graphic novel.

His rhymes suck so bad he tosses anything in that fits even if it makes no sense, and people call this talent?

He didn't even make the song, the beats/sound effects/screams/bass line are all samples of old music and movie clips

Pop can't make anything origial

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Starting to wonder if this is now part of the interview at southwest.

"Ok, so you're clearly qualified for this... years of flight attendant experience, first aid courses, good customer service ratings. congratulations! Just drop us a rhyme or two and you're hired"

I think there's a lot of criticism of 'that artist' for various reasons, and I've seen a lot of underground rappers call him out for variously A) not being a good rapper, B) offering watered down social criticism that makes white middle class feel societally responsible, and C) for being very successful without giving any cred to his influences and predecessors.

I don't really care too much about that though - I just love how brother Ali manages to diss him while never mentioning his name... but rhyming his name in nearly every line.

This is song about a nasty breakup, where he's been out drinking away the pain.

Formidable = formidable, or great, and is used in the sense of terrific or amazing.
minable = pathetic, wretched (he sings fort minable, very pathetic, to rhyme with formidable)


lyrics in french:

Formidable, formidable
Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables,
Formidable,
Tu étais formidable,
J'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables.

Eh, l'bébé, oups : mademoiselle,
Je vais pas vous draguer, promis, juré,
J'suis célibataire et depuis hier - putain,
J'peux pas faire d'enfants, mais bon, c'est pas... eh, reviens !
5 minutes quoi, j't'ai pas insulté, j'suis poli, courtois,
Et un peu fort bourré et pour les mecs comme moi
Vous avez autre chose à faire, vous m'pourriez vu hier
Où j'étais

Formidable, formidable
Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables,
Formidable,
Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables.

Eh tu t'es regardé, tu t'crois beau
Parce que tu t'es marié ?!
Mais c'est qu'un anneau, mec, t'emballes pas,
Elle va t'larguer comme elles font chaque fois,
Et puis l'autre fille, tu lui en a parlé ?
Si tu veux je lui dis, comme ça c'est réglé,
Et au p'tit aussi, enfin si vous en avez,
Attends 3 ans, 7 ans et là vous verrez
Si c'est

Formidable, formidable,
Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables,
Formidable,
Tu étais formidable, et j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables.

Et, petite, oh, pardon : petit,
Tu sais dans la vie y'a ni méchant ni gentil,
Si maman est chiante, c'est qu'elle a peur d'être mamie,
Si papa trompe maman, c'est parce que maman vieillit, tiens !
Pourquoi t'es tout rouge? Beh, reviens, gamin,
Et qu'est-ce que vous avez tous
A me regarder comme un singe, vous ?
Ah, oui, vous êtes saints, vous,
Bande de macaques !
Donnez moi un bébé singe, il sera

Formidable, formidable
Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables,
Formidable,
Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables

Starting something doesn't matter when someone else takes it and drives it into the fucking ground. Let's say Harry Potter was based on a short childrens book, say like 10 pages of bullshit rhyming. Would you say that JK Rowling doesn't deserve the credit for making that one of the largest franchises in the history of books and cinema?

Obama doesn't sic the IRS on people, there has been no connecting made to him and the IRS scandal.

No the PR system in this country is unlike any the world has ever seen. It's an amazing propaganda machine used to manufacture consent. You can't trust any media outlet without doing your own research, and doing it is really hard sometimes. Enough about Fox being right and stupid or MSNBC being left and stupid, this is about supporting the State which is what this machine does. It's about getting people to agree to the states plans in whatever they want to do. They are in the service of the state and that is why they should be dismantled.

We rhyme like adolescent wankers // and our acting skills are worse than FUCK YOU YOU IMBECILIC LUDDITE SOPHOMORIC SHITS swear to god I wrote better poems in fifth grade.

... A lot?
To be fair, it's a two-syllable word with the two most common vowels/phonemes in it. Just easy to rhyme I guess.