Punchlines and What Not

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  1. --Syme--

    --Syme-- New Member

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    I'm new here and thought I'd drop a little verse, I'm kinda rookie with punches though

    I’m tryna bridge a gap, a Marianas trench in fact
    My back, it bends & snaps, like dances that you kids enact
    it’s really wack, you guys who cook & dealin crack
    ya Whig, I’ll be the end of that, the Franklin Pierce of spittin raps
    the sickest cat, line deliverer, rhyme crippler
    my opponents always back down, I’m spina bifida
    take the pen to ya, injure ya, won’t live to tell of it
    beat the hell out a bitch like my fist was an exorcist
    I’m a terrorist, fear this, lyrical Taliban is back
    I’m the star on wax like the Pakistani’s flag
    you can’t even land a jab, be warned, my fists are lasers
    just amazin, how I can air you like asphyxiation
    lyrically reigning, sovereign, a rifle, with sites locked
    rap battle assassin, you know eye one like cyclops
    I’m not, a talkin nut, like on a can of Planter’s
    just a kid who view’s reach more than panorama’s
    and off the rocker like drugs & lots of vodka
    black & white, you still can Nazi, call it Casablanca
    A smooth talker, just ask a bitch or a foul hoe
    who pay for my South Pole more than wiggas about clothes
    test
  2. Lord Have Mercy

    Lord Have Mercy New Member

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