Saturday 16 May 2015

Varjak Paw rap

We've been writing rap lyrics for one of the cats in Varjak Paw. Although we've all come up with individual lyrics, here's one that Mr Gregg put together starting with those by children in 4G:

You wanna tell me what this is all about?

As I walk through the alleys of my territory
I take a look at my life and realise it’s not a story
Cause I've been hunting and scratching so long,
That even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain't never crossed a pet that knew how to stand tall
Be treated like a fool, you know that's a sure fall
You better watch how you're talking and where you're walking
Or you and your felines could be vanished like them all
I climb every wall, cause I want to explore, I’ve got a
Feeling that I'll fight and I’ll fight with my best claw
I'm the kinda C the little kitties wanna be like
On my paws in the night hunting prey in the street light

Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise


Look at the situation they got me facin'
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by pacin’
I won’t join Sally Bones’ or Ginger’s team
Too much climbing over walls has got me chasing dreams
I'm a homeless kitty with my prey on my mind
Twenty claws in my paws and a gleam in my eye
I’ve lost Tam when her ninth life just timed out
Curiosity musta got her ‘fore she found out,
Death ain't nothing but a heartbeat away,
I'm living life, do or die, what can I say?
I feel abandoned, I’m getting’ nervous
The way things are going there’s gonna be no us.

Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me


Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise


The cats and the dogs, the dogs and the cats,
The rats and the mice, the mice and the rats
Everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking
What's going on in the street, but I don't know what's cookin'
They call me feral and a four legged friend.
But I can't understand it, how can will it ever end?
I guess I can't, I guess it won't
I guess they’re gone, and Varjak’s… our only hope.

Been spending most their livs, living in the gangsta's paradise
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise

Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the one's we hurt are you and me
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the one's we hurt are you and me


The rhythm would go a little like this, only better:


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