I'm pretty open in that area I listen to a variety from techno to hip hop to jazz some country etc... Here is something from one of the best lyrical poets A.K.A rappers I've ever heard. His Name is Sage Francis I Played connect the dots with your beauty marks, and I ended up with picture perfect sheet music. I read your musical notes with a composers eyes and heard our song for the first time, my spine is still tingling... Mental images of your fine tune is what I've been nodding my head to lately, and every now and then you can catch me humming your nudity under my heavy breath. I heavily suggest you resurrect your ancient neglected dust collector if you distrust the disness in my self plucked heart strings. Sit stripped before your full length, before your reflection... backwards. Maybe then you'll understand the rhythm in my movement, listen when the news is sent, extend when the rules are bent. I'll be waiting to take your lead, make me a victim of your two-step, make me an apprentice of your body parts, teach me to dance to your beauty marks. I'm stepping on toes here and I don’t care, its hopeless, its hopeless...its hopelessness, hopelessness holding this open-ness to blow a kiss. So close your lips but don’t get pissed and throw a fist at this vocalist. I'm not emotionless in fact I broke my wrists when I wrote the list of all those I miss. THIS is my poker face. Mister feel nothin.