So I need help making music for the rap i just made If you have any ideas tell me plz Still need to upload shiver
Yo, step aside for the queen of the dance,You’re sitting so still like you're stuck in a trance!If enthusiasm was a crime in this town,You’d be the most law-abiding citizen around!You act so elite with your fans and your grace,But let's be real, blue girl, you're a total blank slate!Did you fall in bleach, or did your style just drain?'Cause I’m bringing the color and absolute brain! Shiver (Verse 1):Hmph. Please, Frye, control your little tantrum.Noise isn't talent, and chaos isn't an anthem.You bounce on the stage like you've run out of space,While I hold the aura, the crown, and the place.My style is tradition, a classical art,You’re just a distraction before the songs start.[The beat speeds up, getting more intense] Frye (Verse 2):A classical art? Don't make me laugh!Let’s talk about your grade back in Inkblot class!If your abstract paintings were accurate at all,Your teacher’d look like a Zapfish hanging on the wall!And your "mastermind" heists? What a total joke,The New Squidbeak Splatoon watched your whole station choke!They tracked you down in five minutes flat,You call yourself a pirate? You're a house cat! Shiver (Verse 2):You speak of our past like you weren't caught too?You fell off your stamp when they came after you.At least Master Mega obeys my command,Your eels just slither all over the sand.[ CRASH! The main beat abruptly stops. A goofy, frantic carnival accordion melody takes over] Big Man (Jumping onto the screen, waving hands frantically):Ay! (Wait!) Ay! (Stop!) Ay! (Please don't fight!)Can’t we just agree that you both are right?Frye, your dancing has total pizazz,And Shiver’s art... well, let’s leave it at that!Ay! (Uh oh...) Please put down the mics!We’ve got a Splatfest to host, what are these dislikes?!If the boss finds out we are wrecking the studio,He’s gonna cut our pay and cancel our radio show! Frye (Turning to Big Man):Back off, Big Man, she started it first!Her shark-taming ego is about to get burst! Shiver (Turning to Big Man):Me? You're the one throwing ink at my name,Big Man, step aside, this is our Turf game! Big Man (Sweating bullets):Ay... (I should have stayed in the pool...) The original heavy beat slams back in with full force]Frye (Outro - The Final Splat):Yeah, keep counting money, it's your only life skill,Too bad a decent getaway plan is a bill you can't fill!If your uniqueness was a swimming pool, check the net—I wouldn't even have enough to get the bottom of my sock wet! Song ends with a loud Splat sound effect and Frye striking a victory pose]
