11-24-2014, 12:12 AM | #1241 |
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Tumult arises from the tension in my valves.
Life processes are rendered to a pause In effect, cells are suspended in a glass In an aqueous medium that resembles gelatin that rot. Collapsing from the stress of these thoughts Omens that my inner impressionist mocked Worms that gnaw at the most sensitive spot in your decrepit calves. It’s no wonder I limp when I get up and walk. The galloping, I had used to sped up has halt. Multiple sclerosis has me at my wit’s end, the densest of fogs, A turbidity that makes every psycho therapy session go long. Dysfunction is a genetic gust, sweeping away everything you love. Depression is one’s rush to quickly enter the temple of god Stretching my palm out I welcome death into my secular hand. Flexing my tendons to jump wholeheartedly into the Nebula’s pond An endless abyss where my descendants plunged, at the edge of the world And it really is the edge, because it’s far as my senses discern But, perhaps there is a dimensional worm hole, A vacuum leading into the presence of your soul. Eternity’s door hinders it from festering alone Preventing it from becoming the resin of compost. Good and bad coagulate in the terra firma. With this in mind philosophers dare to sermon On the negation of the idea of sterile karma. They’re not wrong, but their terrible at counting Partly because the variables are countless. |
11-24-2014, 02:30 AM | #1242 |
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I was sitting in the club while you slipping 50's to bouncers
you got work but really haven't been getting these hours You some cupcakes near a sweet tooth just getting devoured pussy is like a jackpot that ain't been hitting you coward you a miniature owl, so Ill let these shots enter your nest spin your head back and upside down like you into those steps Asking who want to lose their head til ain't a syllable left King of the jungle so I swear that there's been minimal threats so them minerals you flex, I could shit those with proper squats an awkward thought but funny
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11-24-2014, 03:00 AM | #1243 |
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Funny? Hardly, you dummy, you'll never be stunning like me, I'm so lovely. Call me ugly, label me butterface. Your mother raised a runt, this lame kid, underage conceived by tainted rum and crank. Call me unforgivable, the smallest of the minimal. Have you offended? No. It only tickles so since im invincible, you're the one who'll be left completely miserable. It's pitiful how indica can hit me slow, the high is inconsistent yo. The winter cold rips at my throat so bad I can't even take a hit of smoke. It's 2: oh fo... In the morn... I'm googling weed tea, a desperate hope. 56 minutes later, my body's flown to clouds of snow, i realize now i might be stoned except my head ain't thrown
Fck
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11-24-2014, 10:50 AM | #1244 |
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Grab your go pro an assemble some old ho's
carry on with no prose, shook poloroid photos 'I'm in my zone though' ese are you loco?!? Insane in the brain been their claim to fame.. Like 'I'm so known to go with the flow, row boat" Oh yea? Well that's cute in a rubber coated Batsuit... worn by a fat dude with fat that has extra fat too bulging out like my pants do and that's the sad truth
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11-25-2014, 12:26 AM | #1245 |
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When unfulfilled destiny lurks,
My retinas thirst its completion An excitation eliciting a brain chemical splurge A chemical cocktail that causes my cerebellum to mourn Going as far as to affecting my sperm! Dopamine and opiates are not just injected in arms Yet, limbs become subject to a cooking utensil that harms. For the sake of my soul my mother lights a bela that burns, Until I’m lifted from the heaviest curse that hellishness spawned. I mentally learn by knowing my terrorist form Escaping it is futile because its presence is firm. For better or worse, My shadow is an inherited force. A dark allegory that Ares has lamentably learned Time and space transcendence expunges my personal flaws. Yet, to enter such a state u must surrender it all, every speck of dust. Only then will you be washed by the celestial cloth Still warm from being rinsed in Yeshua’s pure blood. One’s entire being gets spun in a centrifugal blender Until one’s vessel fuses forever into tempo with the center. It's poppycock to think this can be measured by any scientific standard. You see my mentor is he who shattered my spirit’s armor Until a deep catharsis made my scarred up liver start up. Parting away the pride that every pre-hero vanguards. I don’t do rap, I compose Beethoven symphonies, Melodies so profound, one listen and your head exploding instantly! Last edited by UnbornBuddha; 11-25-2014 at 12:41 AM. |
11-25-2014, 03:29 AM | #1246 |
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my raps are merely decoded possibilities i've got my finger on the pulse of scientists, who know the ingredients for Synthesis..
i'm done critiquing the media i've got my own sources--don't need 'um.. my gift of gab i've Sold People air conditioners when it was Below Freezing.. Cold Winter.. reflecting off the snow on Drugs High The Sun Was So Bright It Changed My Blood Type. ..i'm done with fights.. sit n amuse myself with Fun Inside. the pretty lights.. the gramatiks n all the Things i Like. ..i'm a dAngerous mothafucker flirting with disAaster. ..a personal vacation is Jus' Wha' The Doctor Ordered. whatdid i know about somethin from January? with all of your tactical prowess can you tell me why since then, ,i've ignored 7 & 10?- - - -Oh be cause i do not give a fuck a bout it Yo but if it Works i will appLaud it. and then i'll keep on doing It-It will be boring. ..don't you like me dirty?-uh- don't you like me dirty?. i'll never clean it up not while the inter net it sucks. ..i encode the iron walls that help us meet the fire code.. i've endowed keen in vesti gators, with metal shavings several scrapings. Last edited by Pharaohs Army; 11-25-2014 at 03:44 AM. |
11-28-2014, 01:15 AM | #1247 |
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Wrote a couple of verses.. Then erased em
Can't keep writin while I'm wasted and tainted Another drink, another struggle Suddenly I'm seeing double But at the same time, I can't stop Can't go on to write cuz I just ate pot Little different when you ain't smokin it I told ya bitch, lets just get this over with So dumb, so pointless This piece of paper oughta be soaked w some ointment Set it on fire and toss it into the garbage Never knew such denial could make a woman retarded |
11-28-2014, 01:53 AM | #1248 |
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I'm not a man, I'm a martian
sent from Jupiter to heed caution Smuggle dope in my weed ostrich Balls on the floor, putting green carpet I see the stress you seem bothered a special mind with a mean barber I was Balboa you the meat in the meat locker.. lucid to the point you a dream martyr Can't handle reality, which is actually complete horror scared, I guess fear is our most valuable resource
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11-29-2014, 01:34 AM | #1249 |
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Im time, you a relic trapped in the land before
Im the addicts source, there with a hand out like companion stores I control my business why don't you handle yours? I'm who they hang mantles for you nitwit! you flaccid spore My floors are soft. Complete with surrounding padded walls... who could ask for more? am I too dang predictable Boomerang through syllables through two lane intervals Of stop & go seated individuals strapped to blue flame & chemicals eating through the paint and that new frame good riddance, good byyyye.. I'm missing you already....that old poon tang scent in you mmmmmmMmmm
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12-03-2014, 02:24 AM | #1250 |
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i know that im ballin, thats only cus i bounce around,
kicked out my house, cut off from the source of the problems i know remorse for the goblins i set free on enemys bored with their problems trying to cause some others. neighboors hate us, record it and call the coppers, thought they heard unrated roaring of zombie prophets. only place i shop is the store at the doctors office, he always offers me more cus he knows i got the profits till foreclosure, snorting all of that's not a frozen asset, laughing
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12-04-2014, 04:08 AM | #1251 |
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Fattening. My diet used to be fattening
I'd sit in front of my flat screen and act mean in my plaid jeans like those wack teens screaming Ma go and get me some snacks please! AAGH CHEEE! Damn, I'm sneezin from these homosapien ragweeds They're everywhere. It's like the types who get schwag weed but act like their product is that cheef I've been aware |
12-05-2014, 07:33 PM | #1252 |
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Getting thin as air. Another one of those "didn't cares"
Pissing all over the shit that's fair. I knew IT was THERE. Didn't know it was a, hidden bear! The timid living scared. Wishing prayers There are no "hit repair's". Oh but it IS there Envisioning images of you fidgeting in your sitting chair Gifted. Rare. It's all your talent that gets me All that hard work.. Over a half gallon of whiskey? Something bad happened. I know now this planet is shifting But it's too large of an influx, trying to balance the shitty Welcome to year-around calendar pity's..im pissed off Just drift off, back to when you did martial arts with me Resolve is long tedious, a ferocious demon As far as sons go, I was the closest. You treating me Since I can remember, under your wing Blazing nugs through the seasons. Summer or Spring You're the jungle. You are sea You're the hunter. You are king No one loses, you are free..
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12-06-2014, 01:25 AM | #1253 |
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BBQ bandit. I go to parks where food's rampant and start to chew. Panic when these hardened dudes ran up like ARENT YOU RUDE. Dancing like we're sparring. Threw cameras and darted. Fued cancelled.
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12-06-2014, 09:02 AM | #1254 |
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Im haunted by demons who fog up my reason. I'm lost in this weakness and thoughts I can't even stop when I'm dreaming or pause when I'm sleeping. I'm falling to pieces. Mind's crossing believing with possible; cheating. I'm to a point where talking's a treatment. Talking with seasoned doctors and priestess.
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12-06-2014, 09:21 AM | #1255 |
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Fucked up and selfish. Wanna butt fuck a shell fish with nunchucks while yelling love stuff by Elvis. Unplugged and zealous. Plus drugged and swelling at the nuts. Hung from pelvis. Punch sluts 'cause Ellen. Duck duck. Magellan.
I'm all in the poon. Raw dogging it, too. Gone bonkers, it's true, my lost marbles; I threw at walls. Gargling glue til it hardens. Bafoon. Nude. Guarding my food. Milk carton clutched hard in my room. I love it when cars crash and I'm partial to shrooms. Running a bar tab with my carnival crew. I'm bugging so hard, dad, I'm lost in my room rubbing these dog tags like TALK TO ME GOOSE. |
12-06-2014, 10:14 AM | #1256 |
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Gizzards gurgling when I start to crap, shits disturbing. Startled and quite amazed I still have all my parts attached. Survived a heart-attack at thirty, from all this dirty shit I keep putting in my body, but will I make forty? Probably not if I keep beong naughty.
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12-06-2014, 10:55 AM | #1257 |
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Self conscious, with a sense of timing. Progress? We went from rhyming about our selves, cocky, to rhyming about our health problems. Mental of physical, I miss feeling invincible. Perspectives spread so thin I'm feeling invisible. Doing ellipticals to steal from the intervals. We all start so innocent. Then wisdom fills the ignorance, but did it kill the kid in us? Writing's on the wall and I wish I were illeterate. It's capable versus aging dull. Elegant. We find ways to remain relevant. Embellishments. It's survival instincts vital to breathe without sighing with each. We just wanna smile, but we know it's all denial. The seams seem to be prying, we see how vial and weak our thoughts get. Animals, despite our superiority complex.
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12-06-2014, 01:04 PM | #1258 |
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Despite our superiority complex..
A mere majority of us lacking support from each other, born to be brothers, but morals were torn from each of us, and every effort is left for dead and then pored in the gutters// words are just swords in the butter -scratching the surface, surfing the web without an actual purpose, its like an axe to the dermis, curtains, leaving a blood bath in your thermos// the wrath is the verdict -a certain end to it all, and then it evolves, death has been solved, hit in the head with a medicine ball, clenching your fists -isometrics involved, the eccentrics appalled, light switches flipped -left in the fog// i sentence you all to a better tomorrow -so get it together, or your heads'll be severed, this is the clever return of your mod -thought i left you forever?
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12-06-2014, 03:32 PM | #1259 |
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whatever...there's a metaphor for the events I held together
the overwhelming pressure that escaped the barrel & the suppressor your main oppressor..the bone collector could see what I link in rhyme a dollar sandwich & the pinkest slime, raw dawg since the brink of time distinct, divine..King of crime, I lay out chalk round a baked out thought break down walls while y'all order take out I'm here to break down jaws take out saws & serve you on a platter next to a side of dumplings.... you don't want to fuck with mei..fruit chan direction, horror underlings I'm bored with taking a shit on the OM to the point I forget to wipe to the point that the asphyxiation I experience from it is kept alive I came, I saw, I came again..
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12-07-2014, 09:47 PM | #1260 |
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sorry open mic.. my deepest condolences. i haven't scrolled the site or even peeped what's been wrote in it. but people just grow n shit, and me? i'm an older kid. i haven't had the time cause i just sleep when there's no commit-ments. jesus i'm so convincing, even when posting little keys that i know are shitty. im freezing and cold this winter, even october shivered. believe me i don't cook dinner on the barbeque in these temps. i hardly do at least a tenth of my regular cooking when the weather is looking like it constitutes a freeze test. i'm long in tooth, i eat less when im not in moods to keep fresh produce on my meat shelves. god i'm just a meek shell of my summery self. i'm so fuckin lazy during the months of this hell. feel like i'm stuck in this cell, except it's work that i'm at. come to think of it..this version of pat is the only one that earns any cash, so i guess it could be worse cause i have enough to purchase some land with insurances and the mandatory services.. yeah
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