"Forget the rumours I bet that you've connected to Freddie Kruegar!" Feat MMLP

[sral]

Scary in his peak, he was coming for you,
now can barely lift his feet as he struggles to move!
He just sits looking bemused with his focus reduced,
as the hunger he’s used to comes closer in view.
With something to prove, he goes in pursuit
of gullible youths he hopes to abuse.

Old Mr. Krueger sits guarding his yard
He’s not known for his humour, but that’s part of his charm!
Always barking remarks on how kids are a nuisance
before starting to charge them from his mobility scooter.
Mom insists that he used to be famous, but ever since
he’s turned so bitter the loser could make even lemons wince!

Frederick’s got senior legs and its slowing him up,
while wheezing in breath, he’s as old as they come.
He’s eager and yet, he's zoned on the young
but it’s easier said, now they roll off the tongue!

The holes in his jumper would stretch and expand
like most of his stomach, as he was getting so fat!
If ever he had nothing to say, he was blatantly rude,
and would cut to the chase, like Wes Craven would do.

Now the blades become loose, each hand is hurting,
pained by the two and the strands are curling.
He'll scrape and intrude, but only scratch the surface,
now the damning verdict is that he’s set in his ways.
An angry person then enters the fray
with each task a burden, its left him dismayed.

Most men of his age aren’t as meagrely natured
& enjoy spending their days reading the papers!
But seeing his neighbours loving what’s left of their lives
really frustrates him, causing his blood-pressure to rise!

Not content on survival though he’s looking like death
as he’s slumped to the left, and pissing in bags.
He gets a rush of blood to the head seeing a kid and his dad
and a love that cements what he wishes he had.

At that instant he clasps his aging hand to his chest
feeling a twinge in the agonising grandeur of death.
It has him arrested, and the pain he suffers leaves
little chance of reflection as the strain has cut his screams.
He passes away so suddenly, with the knowledge that though
he’d spent life chasing others dreams, he’d never followed his own…

Baron Mynd
DrinkWhileYouThink

[UnbornBuddha]

I have read collaborations by you two in the past, and particularly thought you write in a very synchronized manner. For example, a piece I am recalling where you two interweave and mesh very well is the puppet one. That piece was very fluid, and honestly it almost seemed like you two intertwined and fused into one writer due to the very compatible inter joining of forces.
In there your voices had a synchrony to it. The reason I bring that piece up because I felt that was the epitome of when you two blend. Now epitome might be a strong word, but bare with me. In this piece it is apparent when the other writer comes about. Now of course in a collaboration this might be intended. But when you two write essentially one verse made of stanzas there has to be a very dynamic transition. It is not like a feature cooperation, in which one or more writers write their verse and then the other begins theirs.
Here, the stanzas are essentially one with a telling of an unfolding story. Unfortunately, I saw a clunky maneuver as you two shifted tides. I will be honest, and say I believe Baron Mynd did a better job at maintaining the tale, while MMLP did a rendition that was less inspired. Still, I do feel both could had delved deeper.

This is not to say I did not enjoy this. It was splendidly comical. The ending especially brings a hearty laugh, or a tickle to my funny bone, which as an aside is located between the olecranon process of the ulna and the medial epicondyle of the humerus.
Freddy Krueger as a child admittingly did frighten me a bit. Perhaps, not as much as Grudge, Hellraiser's Pinhead, or that trapped well omen from the Ring. Nevertheless, it was interesting to witness the monstrosity of my childhood become susceptible to the mortality of the degenerative process that takes us all, or so it seems.

Still, I do believe this could had been better. The reason I say this is because I have seen you two write together in a more amalgam fashion. To reiterate the glitch in the synthesis here is what ultimately coerced me to believe this fell short to what could have been a spectacular firework of pure authentic craftsmanship.

[Scripter]

Nice drop very fluid


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iPbvCln_2tQ

[YDK]

Damn this was actually dope as fuck lol wasn't quite sure where this was headed at first knowing the story of Freddy an the movies etc so reading about him being old and crippled was a fresh story of the man. Flowed very fluidly for both writers an meshed well together, could have even thought it was all written by the same person which is hard to do. But like usual with any good drop the ending really summed it all up in a way unexpected and satisfying. Awesome drop fellas, keep it up

[Mike Wrecka]

Ya I liked this. It was fun. Every piece doesn't have to be super serious and this had a good amount of humor. The last line however was rather poignant and powerful. U guys meshed really well here. I haven't read much from mmlp but this was the best I've seen him come. Good stuff

[Verbal]

I'm not going to lie. I think it's sick as shit regardless of who it's aimed at. Cool concept, nice flow, short form is my preference so I dig that a lot as well.

Always barking remarks on how kids are a nuisance
before starting to charge them from his mobility scooter.
Mom insists that he used to be famous, but ever since
he’s turned so bitter the loser could make even lemons wince!

This is funny as shit. Made my elderly heart chuckle.

[Verbal]

Also I'd like to think of Kruegar as the cranky but well meaning grandpa. If you didn't have one in your life you are missing out.

[MMLP]

Remember this @sraL

fooking dope writing with ya

we need to do more...

[sral]

oh shit, this was nearly a year ago TO THE DAY!

time flies

did we ever post that walking dead type shit?

i'm guessing its been lost between broken phones/cracked screens lol

[MMLP]

Lol. Im sure that'll be on ur fone. In fours how we wrote it.
I dont think we finished it.
We were undecided on the finish.

[e11even]

I think the puppet drop was better, but this was dope for what it was. I really liked that last piece Lars put, that was the kicker for me. I think more could have been done to make it more of a parody of the genre, but I did like it as it was also. This seemed pretty in sync for me, aside from one or two stanzas where the rhyming or flow wasn't as crisp, but as a whole I'm still impressed. You guys make a terrific team. I'm not sure if I've ever read a tag team piece as seamlessly put together as you guys are. Good shit guys.

[JESODIST]

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