Creative Rap Zone vs. I'm smashing very eye catching ratatatat my shades of grey all matching

[QTpi]

*ahem madness*

Mr. Meowfish is BLOWING UP THE SPOT!!

He's got a good rhythm, starting a fucking cataclysm,
Mr. Meow mic check 1,2; 1,2. Leaving all the competition in hot acidic residue.
He spits after eating grits, soak you mother and her tits,
Rapid eye movement but never sleeps on self-improvement.

Chilling with the fam, take a boner pill to gram,
I feel his rhymes, it's like "bam", knocking on my diaphragm.
Getting spam from uncle sam, make a nigaa say "goddamn!",
But he created a program, deeming uncle just a scam.

He doesn't shoot, only slams,
Plays full court while eating yams,
Give enemies a telegram,
kufc uoy oehs he ayn't even play'n.

Rickity rack, my girlfriend's black,
She's a nymphomaniac,
She can throw a wise crack,
But had no beers, no six-pack.

The name is mad, never bad,
Just a false shoulder pad,
Retired father; deadbeat dad,
Living nomad, alone triad since in my family i'm no comrade, it's sorta sad but i'm sorta glad.

Peace i'm out,
Revive my drought,
Get speckled trout to thrash about.

 

[Mr. Meowfish]

I dig getting just a little respect for how I dissect the rhythm, other cats be detecting their eminent cataclysm, always check and balance the lyricism
Scotland begins to rumble, Chefs' dad grumbles as Nessy leaves the coast crumbled, a mythical creature so lovable can't deny animal magnetism
For any kitty my coats technicolor like Joseph, that trippy , meow no hippie in any form or context, I'm just a peace punk take my lysergimides 350ug
That's micro not nano, meows dumb, I fucked up that bar like an all white keyed piano, need grams not a bump, had to redefine my measurements correctly, I'd still give the loch ness monster THAT 350 (tree'fitty)

Got a thought needin' released, yo' Maddness didn't mean to diss a real G, Forgot to read the threads purpose initially
Dat's my B, guess that's called ADHD, need the gratification of linguistic purification, an emcee is what I intend to be

Anyone in here with tact, for CD or wax, my arms got vinyl tracks, I don't IV drugs, I create my music by lettin' the needle ride my veins like a bitch bareback
I've never been this sick, or devoted to the construction progression and motion, of any flick chick or artistic project, kinda gettin' obvious tho I don't lack
But I'd rather be dead, than a cocky fuck, me got lines mad buck but inside meow's like "awww shucks....." I'm just happy to share my love, and still be here intact
It's fucked, how I learned, now discerning this rhyming dialect, faster than a gasoline house burns, the first 3 I posted when written on paper...10 mins each flat

My consciousness drips out the pen, like some tasty gushy on my lips from a proper lady friend
I'm just grateful to be alive again, fucking died a couple times, no shit, Universe said "HELL NO kid"
Not yet, it's fucked how powerful the mind is, let alone what it can project, poetry is my shit
I've got the Madness too, like you double 00 on the end, lookin like bitties, but you a fly ass emcee too slick

Shadowmeister made me smile, for the first time in a while, just by being kind and real like Walter when hes Heisenberg, even Jesse concurred
I try not to be self assured, one thing only recently learned, if you've got talent heating pens leaving pages burned, pyromaniacs are born to fire serve
Take what you deserve , gotta understand that humans prefer to self serve, hate to respect what they can't be, sadly... Not realizing, anyone can fucking learn
Respect any form living on their own terms, true value only has worth when internally confirmed, even those well traveled need self worth occasionally reaffirmed

Thanks for helping my mind, repelling mental from melting, gotta release this energy somewhere that cats compelling can enjoy Meow's yelpings
Meow wow Fish pish how posh, tony danza aint Bluelight boss, but he wish, love to disco reminisce, peep the NSFW pic thread topics I'm derailing...
I no longer know this chick, bu she was a good fuck and a bad bitch, real talk tho, I was a buddha cultivator 15 ago, that tough slut on me threatened to snitch
For no reason, in a well made and traded season, just because she wanted to fuck the homie who was tattoin', I told her have fun, You'll be missing this dick.

Misused nano, meant to say micro, deserve to be singing soprano, after a miscalculation by the misappropriation maestro, Meows merit a typo
Need compulsions anesthetized like a rhino, hunters track this feline like a horn, pussy hunters like MILF porn, I keep the trail warm, refusing conformity comes with reprisals
Hear rhythms inside my mind pure jungle that tribal, gotta let the grapes grow on the vine then pick and ferment, silly Wino
Felt compelled to add an extra 4, OCD for sure prefer details obscure, don't need pets to purr just pounds of hydro, Meows styles are variety like a gyro

 

[Xorkoth]

Tit for tat?
I need Meow for that
But yo I got tit in hand
Cuz of my sick ass band

I'm lookin for yo hand to hand me some secrets
Of canned gland in the stand of reapers
I never said to abandon your keepers
But your crayons in yo fist snap when you shout "jeepers!"

Cuz creepers be frontin and lying and stealing
The innocence of children, worst of the villains
Let's kill 'em, lock em up and torture
With blade and vice and spear til they won't get no older

Whew, now that that's over let's move on to something else
That's buggin me, it's when you be talkin bout them elves
You know they ain't real, much rarer than beaver
That latter's one thing I bear in mind when I see her

Cuz I been visiting your mom on the daily, at least Shady's
Gettin' my fill of pink taco, she's my favorite lady
Nah I'm just playin', and I don't mean to be hatin'
My lady's got the greatest shaded playhaven, so I'm gravy

 

[QTpi]

@Mr. Meow

Yo G, what's this, an autobiography?
A cry out, to express, your philanthropy?
Well if it were up to me and clinical psychology,
Be deemed a narcissist reaching terminal velocity.

Don't take it personally my friend our ways are disproportionately,
Long the length of time it takes to say it wordlessly,
For i am certainly someone living life most fearlessly,
No words are needed body language holds us purposely.

Come to find it all aligned when i took time to search the mind,
Purpose is what binds us unconfined us so i spit out words streamlined.
Quarantined for peace of mind, no one left to leave behind.
Three stanzas steep, nothing deep, just leaving young G's real maligned.

 

[Mr. Meowfish]

So free, I thought I'd be, but perspectives so deep... Got out of prison, started seein' bars all around me, I don't sleep, just drink gin ingest amphetamines
Philanthropy, a word heard infrequently, still alive to HELP humanity doesn't mean I like 'em intrinsically, weak personalities easy to detect hard living respectfully...
When no one knows respect Narcissist... Are You? Just an Artist... So Few, In all of Life I stay True, Do You? so logically no apologies, loyalties? more like Probably
Sociology... well aware, can't deny Biology, our race extroverted by nature, Meow not designed an integrator, this human suit is my slavery, anticipating its abolishing

Easy to find equals if a copy of a clone, so far from original its pitiful, anyone can be everything but most don't, ignorance now preferential its a peaceful human ritual
So blissful, maybe followers paths chosen subconsciously unintentional, Our brains run the body we just passengers, control is fictional, it's Madness quite literal
We all live in Blind Spots, Our mind decides for Us, before we finish a thought, processes and projects to Us an anticipated visual, still analyzing realities variables
So few have a clue, the extent of temporarily true lies told daily inside of Me and You, what IS truth if Our Reality is a constant fluctuation of perception plus potential

It's PURE Madness, it's what made a Meowfish, thin line between Genius and Madman, do you use Intelligence to take advantage of forms lesser, or claim a Privilege?
To help others and higher elevations seek, or Power and Greed deceiving the simple nature of your average human beings, selfishly taking from us all in every instance?
Of Ego or Confidence, constantly checking if our Self Awareness is factual or fictitious, selflessly serving our human family, guiding Humanity with Loving Intentions?
Claims of skills knowledge untested, unfounded claims expose fakes so disgraced, Polarity is the balancing act of all our Universe is denial of gifts equally pretentious?

I dig the way you twisted lines sharp like a quill from porcupine, a perfect tool to ink rhymes exceptionally designed to bring out the Madness of ego inside Meows Mind
Got hella love for you G, to question the intent of a statement trying to help fellow man, demonstrates intellect and respect so true I consider You a friend of Mine
This existence, it's been a galaxy beyond the bizarre for the mind inside Meows body, everyday first thing, I re-question the nature of everything questionable and Me
Narcissistic individuals love their reflection in a mirror, I hate mirrors turn 'em around when I look at this forms reflection I don't recognize what I see as it morphs daily
My face, could never stand it, stopped looking years ago that's confession I only check after brushing teeth, I know what Makes Me, but unified perceptions = Reality
This lifetime spent 95% alone so I have a question, I understand the tests it takes to confirm a fact, the free form nature of the realities we share as well as my Own
How can you ever fully verify your mental health or know that your grasp on the reality you dwell isn't just self preservation first law of nature, life kept lying to Self
That's been Me, forever alone, so anytime I'm around another being and can test theories for verification without being rude or strange, I do...Or I believe in NOTHING

My willingness to perceive the depths of what could be many times led me to insanity, I've even refused to accept I was alive while alone and checked out of my body
I write to share perceptions and possible wisdom, to share my disgustingly beautiful mind and help others suffering a similar condition, statements of Philanthropy...
They're actually questions, for anyone because my endeavors in life to help others, not choices Obligatory, if I could not care be indifferent, I would, but it'd kill me
Human existence right now, to me, truly pointless and self destructive, I want to protect Planet Earth WAY more than our fucked up disease of a Species, Truthfully
I don't love me, I accept what I am graciously and try to be better, I know We are all One at the same moment One is also Me, Too well I understand the depths of The Human Experience, we are the definition of duality, our brains are not supposed to live in this state constantly, But I do. Meowfish the best and all I can ever Be...

 

[Mr. Meowfish]

I know that's way too long, but the concept being offered up by your intellectually advanced words and concept, they helped me connect and put together some Ideas and Philosophies that I've been observing for a pretty damn long time. I legit don't believe anything until proven on multiple levels of reality and maybe even more than that. My parents lied to me about absolutely everything as a little kid and FUCKED me up, especially when it comes to trusting someones word. I wish that I wasn't the way that I am and that no one ever had to suffer or go thru this kind of shit. I do understand that at times I make odd statements that are externally seeking a validation of sorts. I'm aware and it is intentional. The weirdest shit tho... I've already verified alone on multiple occasions anything I may make a comment about that seems seeking, but I distrust humans so much, I don't even trust MY perception. Even tho it's been proven right time and again. And even times when my intent is questioned, I appreciate it - because I do know how it seems before I even consider it. To me, the only purpose I can serve in this life for all of us in some ways, is to be so fucking genuine and real at all times that I feel egotistically naked, not for my benefit - shit isn't fun, but my brain won't accept anything less than 99.9999999% accurate.

Sorry for using so much space. I seriously never get to have any kind of mental stimulation equivalent to what this thread offers me. That's part of why I'm going to college in the fall, it'd be nice to get paid a little more but it really makes no difference to me. If life has given one quality skill, it's to never need anyone or anything in any way yet somehow I can always not just survive but thrive to an extent. I do apologize for the way I am tho, it's not meant in the way I know it comes off. Thanks for the entertaining inspiration.

For ShadowMeister...

Don't like tats, unless theyre on a birdy with nice tits shitty they're usually a bitch
But I wish I could find a hood chick into self improvement, no need for the tattoo's
Preferably ebony, because of the beauty of personality culture and skin plus open minded
But I guess that's the artistic inclinations in me driving me to accept no less, so true

I don't meet people that I click with in life often, but when I do it's strange I usually already know them
From their Music or how they paint, they use their skateboard, instruments or brain to travel our Earth
Funny how you mention my crayons snapping, I rip holes in notebooks just writing ever since I picked up a pen
Decisions for whats a keeper or a sleeper, not up to me, depending on my mood I'd throw myself away at Birth

Can't stand a fucking creeper, used to help cats rob and extort 'em any time when locked with Touchers so evil, I hope they suffer and die
The white guy, decent cat, livin' at the rack next to me... doing 10 flat plus 5 after on parole for cocaine distribution
Same so called correctional institution, a few bunks the other direction 65 same race doing 5, raped his niece more years than his time
Something happens to a person when you see the imbalance of American Justice in real life, start thinking about supplying retributions

Never thought that be a concept I would willingly consider to provide, so few the acceptable reasons to take another humans life
Not a violent person in any other place, didn't even have to fight once during the 12 months of my life the state demanded
Wish no one had to make that trip inside, few actually deserve the years the steal, so hard to think or feel during stolen time
Gambled with murderers, you'd never know by the speech or the look, haunted by the humanity they took remorse real not pretended

But someone who hurts a child, willing ruins an existence not even started yet by selfishness they chose to follow and like
A different breed and kind, I don't think they should ever leave a prison or get another chance, they pain they made forever inside
If you make that decision, and it's proven you committed such evils no bullshittin, you deserve to die and I hope they ruin your life
Worse than whatever they did amplified a hundred fucking times, I can forgive or understand a lot of criminality, they are not like us a completely different Type.

Deserve suffering and to die. Something I don't believe about anything else off the top of my mind. An action so cruel there should be no second try.

 

[Howsway]

Meow, madness, let me purr for you.
Heard some lyrical tongues, but now it’s my introduce.


Or is It duction?


I’m all harm, my life enters reduction.


Deducted on the Daily.


48 hours in, who needs sleep when you got sins. I’m all numb, TINA medicating for the win. You see I’m a Black queen, birthed in double jeopardy.


Systematically.


An instrument, a statistical tool to my detriment. Fostered with no care, my bars are deadly.


Line me up, our days are numbered. They say reach for the American Dream, but I’m dreaming through the darkness, but ya see I ain’t never fell asleep. So I guess I’ll be dreaming through the days that we won’t ever see. Paralytic nightmares,
the American Dream.


Our Populations been numbered, Environmental casualties. you can call me inmate DOUBLE ZERO,
incarcerated mentality.


And this life is destroying my stability. First year Law Student, yet I got these scars illegally. Therapeutic remedies, I bleed through these lines to keep my sanity.


In tuned to the words of meow psychologically
its funny how those who hurt the most have the most to give, ironically.


To say you have talent is an understatement. pain can’t be equated, the Robin Williams effect, un-sedated.
but there’s beauty in the anguish.
a clockwork orange turmoil, keep shining is what I’m stipulating.


There’s lights somewhere at the end of the tunnel
and my digging time won’t be left up to the courts


I’ve learn to adapt to the dark as another wasted year uncoils
only now the light I see is Maddening. You can call me Double Zero,
That’s GF for short

 

[Mr. Meowfish]

Concepts old school pure Jurassic, deflect bold fools so systematic deferred by Sun Tzu-like verbal tactics, yes that refractive, thoughts are Diplodocus once unearthed, well preserved and massive
Masticate undeserving expressions when anticlimactic, spit out discernment reformed then comprised, forcing self reflection on unprocessed ideas under visualized, undeserving of dwelling, such premature schematics
Never wear a mask or disguise, fake fucks I despise, above ignorance we must rise intelligence we must seek to find, with malformed minds never compromise, unaware of the prospects some can better provide
Universal language is mathematics a part of everything in life, all not inclined to think in a logistical fashion, some come under supplied leaving mental fractures, when left to ponder bio-metrics of human kind

How long can we last, Howsway's got a mind that defies all archetypes, daily a desperate darkness denies dreams divinely designed, as drifting eyes distinguish disparate evils desiring to be redefined, focused minds fucking despised
Our America is all schemes to distract while they decide, Incarceration comes in many types, chains around our brains blackout blinds for our eyes, insane the way they hate those free inside
Thinking for yourself bad for your health, defined as Thought Crime, few realize death is the cousin of sleep, rather chill with Tina than Bo Peep, counting sheep is for the sheep, unreal worlds perceived neglecting REM from eyes
Felt like Alex too many times, reprogramming me they fucking tried, said fuck your fame lust for wealth and unrealistic egotistical pride, rather die than be alive with the awareness that to my own heart I lied

This cat in cages refuses to be confined, whether constructed by own mind, or physical in form keeping bodies torn, from wandering nature this feline desires and daily for it pines
Under that bodhi tree to recline, even incarcerated used buddha to help inspire and remind, none can fully bind a truly free formed awareness plus a consciousness by freedom designed to defy
But those fuckers love to try, break you down like a pestle to a mortar they grind, some drown in the waves of ignorance, never be pulled under by the systems rip tide of lies

Never desired the left hand path but still walk it just fine, over their obstacles like water free flowing Meow glides, with inspiration found in Howsways thoughts well organized
Strange how pain brings joy to types inclined, unafraid to meet death preferred over drifting in a pretend world of the blind leading the blind, to be an original or a follower truly a humans plight
Wish more would choose to open up their eyes, removing the mask our society requires to blend into this joined observation masquerading as real life, what is our reality... just clustered perceptions we group together then decide
One day our dreams and daily life will coincide, difficult to paint a hopeful picture with the current background existence provides, but a world without hope is one I refuse to let my third eye describe, here's to brighter days and star lit nights conceptualized then materialized.

 

[Xorkoth]

Man you're really talented at this. It reminds me of vortech's stuff.

 

[Howsway]

.

Hey! I second that! You’re really good at writing! I joined this poetry forum on another site a little while back and I really like it and I got invited to this group there for rap battles and competitions and ppl there had radio shows etc and did it for a living lol. I got challenged to a 2 vs. 2 battle and I had to open up the competition! If you’re interested in checking it out here’s the link and I’ll definitely invite you To the rap group if to decided to join

Heres the link: https://allpoetry.com/

and here’s my verse I wrote
P.s. my profile name there is garden of Eden and my teammates was surkularsinisms when you see it

On the 1st day god created the heavens and the earth,
clouds part as I enter on the verse.
Darkness surround me, strike lightning through your hearse.

GENESIS
you know what time it is,
GOD HAS SPOKEN.

This just meteorology lip.

No. this ain’t the Big-Bang, I just let there be light,
my worlds still Ferment-in, I walk on waters,
H20, I’m polluting nations, it’s the second day,
we can call it a MOURNIN

As the stars and the moon shines, herbs burning,
as the smoke rise, eyes and lungs, atmospherically tongue tied
Just nature selectin children, who pick me as their sins,
I’m ostracized.

Welcome to the Garden of Eden.
3rd day
you eat apples a day for a reason.

Hi there, SurkularSinisms in your service,
Doubled creatures, we’ll snatch ya ribs,
Then breathe you life.
Its ya Sabbath sacrifice

 

[QTpi]

Over the coocoo nest I flew, nothing I ever do is true.
What I do to simmy too I may also do to you.
Picking up the clue that I can't walk in your shoe.
My priority is beef stew, there's nothing really new.

 

[Mr. Meowfish]

I know this may sound bizarre, like Ravi Shankar playin' banjo, fuck a sitar, out on Mars, the red planet soon to be the next , white people building another parking garage, out of paradise with rebar
My brain is blunted beyond cigar, a white owl lost during migration that damn far, this absurd mental confrontation my Paranoia, rocks weird like Tony Iommi on guitar
Took a minute to realize I'm a hog, a lyrical log blocking the threads flow, can't be the clog in the cycle preventing the roots ability to naturally grow
Feel like Nurse Ratchet, my narcotics intoxicate your thoughts, got so lost outside the flock, The Cuckoos Nest would be a proper rest stop, with psychosis as the intro

 

[QTpi]

Meow got the flow - Henry David Thoreau.
Shooting foe with ammo at the variety show.
No joke black cloak gives your grandma a stroke,
Flow not broke like the automatic choke.

Wickity-wickity-wack,
Murdering Sam Adam's six-pack,
Willing killing maniac,
Fulfilling chilling paranoiac.

Sweep it under the rug, bruh,
Where your feelings belong.
You feel like a hog, huh,
Shamelessly just tag along.

 

[Xorkoth]

Shameless, it's like my middle name
I got no claim to the fame game
But this brain in my crain be like dang!
Words flowing from all corners of the frame

But it aint the same when I hear 'em loud
They actin' so god damn motherfuckin proud
Of opinions ignorant, ill gained, ugly and loud
They floatin on the nine cloud obscured by the shroud

The veil of illusion suffocates, til before you know it you barely awake
Eatin steak with your fake boys Blake and Jake
Tryin to talk about how you fooled the snake
When he showed you that apple, there was knowledge to take

But it was opaque, that serpent was a flake rake mistake
With a mission to undertake, to get you to forsake, and partake
Of the overactive mind, now all you can do is find all the time
...Nah I'm just playin, that story's a fake

 

[QTpi]

This story is real, smooth and slick like an eel,
Sensory stimulation smoking ice is ideal.
Hands are wet on the wheel, of my automobile,
Soaked seal, so surreal, swerving vanadium steel.

 

[Mr. Meowfish]

Madness, pure magic, divert weakened connections re-energizing neurochemical networks,
Naturally motivating proper blood flow, stimulating while invigorating our complex states of mental textures,
Potential Lectures unpredictable become compositions Inspired, Unknowns don't always require measurements,
Well disposed minds make interesting variables still blend, into intricate numerical definitions,
Interesting advancements occur when unpressured, innovations are unpredictable never Required
Writers need to observe our Cyphers, regardless if written typed or spoken, Language needs capacity beyond EZ Widers,
Only with rhymes rolled so tight can bars start smoking, BL crew resembles marijuana plots the way we just stay Growing,
For personal pleasure and meditative contemplation, as desired too potent,
Since perceptual fascinations dominate the linguistic laws accepted as fully formed,
Any idea acceptable if born, from the heart implied with smarts, utilizing distinct patterns when structuring letters visually engrossing,

Mad proper being self reliant in build, talents intricately providing a future for strong wills,
As intoxicating beverages are brewed cups are filled, fuck cold properly heated then overpriced plus Distilled,
Damn hipster ass caffeine not coffee, created using competitively correlated Techniques to Please,
I dig up words and verbs from non-typical spaces, long ago buried inside our consciousness with ease,
Such non-conventional placement like buried Treasures, no pirate not a need, prefer ethics and being free,
All holes in soil dream of fertilization, from mentalities minus restrictions made whole organically,

AKA Y'all Meisters still Swaying,Hows fly desired Mad pureness of style all vets Maintaining,
React to life no need to fall back surrenders in the past unnecessary, trust yourself to handle all remaining,
Wisdom gained from observations of others we meet, so look Carefully
Knowledge grows valuable once facts are verified and challenged against hardships not all see,
This life it's your job to make desirable, success confused as looking admirable, depends on lifestyle and ethics to me,
Billions made by companies socially diseased, wish every Bum was smart like Frank from Shameless, such a G....

Reminds me of when I was snaky, a natural copperhead that poisonous mad sneaky,
Never robbed humans just corporations that breed hateful inclinations I'd get takey,
Can't break me tempered like a masamune, the blade of a Samurai Honorable and Deserving,
Wonder if it's possible tho illogical to type mumbled lines, the same way our minds hear spoken compositions thru discerning,
So dumbed down is simply unlovable so depressing and unspeakable, like a Van Gogh in front of eyes Blind,
Best is a nonexistent quest no contest or reason for confirming, tests so inefficient leave a yearning for teachers refined
Humans stay hurting, like virgins minds still un-stretched non distorting, now that concerns me
Ignorance not an acceptable method for self compartmentalization, neither are Religious Obligations,
So illiterate and self deterring, do you have the competency and inclination to run from crosses burning,
As for Mars we're not gonna make it, such a bullshit statement under appreciating Earth and it's greatness
We can't allow any leader to be useless and fucking complacent, still I'd rather spend eternities alone than be validly hated,
Fail giving your All, Win and live to tell the tail, Stand Tall, Being the real You, that's True Respect for anyone tracking every detail.

 

[QTpi]

That feeling in our gut, gorging on the feelings of another transferred us into a rut, the mighty mut. Might never know what its like to be one of them, you see, we're sinking into ourselves for its the only familiarity - we dont support charity, we're all we've got sincerely. Inherent outcast couch casting for purpose now fast, forward to the scene where we do the obscene, sold the soul to the teen with the tainted taint, flick the bean. Sex food and drugs, bruh, make me feel. Allergic to nickel and stainless steal. Sadomasochism ruining this tasteless meal cant even see what's I'm front of me. Blend it together in a corrupted form, of synergistic life styles all in one warm bedroom dorm full of masks and faces torn, meeting adjourned. New member born, sworn and warned not to Fuck with the order set in front of him. But he is a mut. And so are we.

 

[Mr. Meowfish]

Ditches delinquently dug during discordantly driven dissertations desire disassembled diction dripped disproportionately directly distorting disciplined drafts devised damn dutifully
Rather refill ruts reusing rusty rhetoric rapidly reintegrating resourceful rhymes roaring romantically ruminating roiled radical reasons rationalized respectfully reevaluating restricted rickety renditions
Malformed mutterings misdirect malleable misadventures misappropriating maniacal musings mostly mentioning Madness00 meticulously massacring Mr. Meowfish mainly mortifying my misinformed material maliciously

Corruption and Self Destruction, 2 favorite activities with narcotic like compulsions - at least to me, I'm alive still to appreciate the privilege of being Free
I call it my right to be Delusional, to never be Conventional, to use all narcotics like unintended tools for a mental duel, where no winner is ever titled, just a fool and a concept to re-craft my brain and mental into something I find Vital.
Drugs are my tools, I can't fix a car, I take chances uncool, in the past not at all HR, but mild recklessness got me this far, challenged invisible worlds that humans may not rule, on top of that fire threw some jet fuel and my broke down car
Wonder where absurdity and imagination intersect with cruel, probably where I drool out my bars, like some Mumble Rap fuck who thinks he's a Star...........

I'm gonna try and write more usefully to other participants in rapper fun fun party word time so I'm not the only one smiling. I get carried away with the rhyming twists and turns too often. My B G's.

 

[Xorkoth]

Bringing this thread back for raps.
If you bitching, I don't give no craps.
Stabbing fools in the eye with a blade of rust
Slicing skin til you made of flaps.

 

[QTpi]

Mr. Meister killed the mic but the mic walked away
Jumped on double zero's back and whispered "slay them all, slay"
Double zero looked around, and saw a man named pete (@Pete556)
He summoned the young nooblet by leading him on with a treat..

Come on young nub, i've got drugs, do a line
Rupture our spleens, kick our shins, give us cancer non benign
He's got a rock hard cock made of steel, forget pine
Knock knock on his "wood", broken wrist, spinters fly'n