POETRY/RAP battle Part III aka The Lion's Den

[owl]

My Dawg


Aight check it
I've drawn so much blood in these threads you would swear I was dracula
spit so hot I'm known as he who breathes fire
Got MC's begging me to retire
My avatar is a panther cause I go for the jugular
so smooth nigga i don't glide I hoover
I'm on that level that god's maker calls me brother
I'm bout to call in a favor
ask him who created you so I could slap the shit out that nigga
hot in here aint it thats the heat from a real hot spitta
Your ghoulish cats just catapulted my body count to 6 figgas
got everyone thanking me cause most of em were kevin federline type rappers
Some real wannabe marshall Mathers, nut hugger, type motherfuckers
damn bro you don't know no real brothers?
You can't expect to win this race moving at a snails pace
I think its time you exit the stage
pull a mace and turn to saving grace
before you go out in a blazin haze
and i aint talking bout that shit you smoking

UGLY.


Lyrical fail safe
my words got air brakes
black tradition care-take,
Energy like lightning striking without the air breaks

styles like a ghetto boutique
Three threads but you a rookie to me
Call me a bookie,
I predicted your loosing streak
Executioner of death spit, call my rhymes "Noose creek"

One man ambush,
world wide revolution,
file name: Che Guevara
Leave lames flush
you in Negreanu's parlor
Cut the cards
while I'm carving they hearts out...
And You about as Black Panther as Prada Cardigan

I'm Life's graffiti,
graphically written within the margins

Mac, why you starting,
You a field goal kicker
just a side kick
better yet just a referee
Me?
My lyrics are sicker than five niggas after eating ya mama's pussy

Oh shit, my fault, ya mothers dead right?
another thread deaded, right?
my apologies,ladies, I'm off my meds, a'iight?

I'm a get you mad Mc,
You no want He to bring the math back
Left-click on the desktop,
about to bring the tech out
Dude, i'mma having you fuming,
every post just like a meth house
I graduated from the yard dawg,
to schooling crackas on the yard dawg,
better ask your bed mate why me left shoe was left in your yard dawg.

I leave scars,
like lasers removing tattoos...
you short too,
so I really feel I'm removing you Tattoo
Nannoo Nannoo
Rhetorically other-wordly dude


Women on twitter like,

 

[mcguyver]

You draw as much blood as an anopheles
You aint Dracula bitch, i'm Mephistopheles
Heave, lungs contract, your chest cavity collapse
From the gravity I pack, I give galaxies dap
Child, you aint breathing shit, just rap
Your avatar's a melanistic pussy cat
Go jugular juggle some nuts, how bout that
Dirt bag
You suck, vacuum cleaners maneuver
This dumbass just said: "I don't glide, I hoover"

Narcotic verses
Move verbs like a controlled substance
Mac, your rhymes lack substance
Not dope, Mac
Not crack, Mac
You're wack, Mac
Get smacked. Mac
On "Principle, Mach" (look it up dummy)
Centrifugal force shifts your inertial frame of reference
Now I got you struggling to keep up with every sentence

Come on son, i'm rhyming on another dimension
A topography without a face
Minkowski ... man, fuck it...
M-Theory 11-dimensional space
You fucking disgrace
I transport metaphors through "complex" ion channels
With words I'm witty
Chaperone this knucklehead like Hsp60 (you don't get it though)
Heat Shock
No recovery, no hysteresis
I have a hysterical history of lyrical hysterectomy
Now watch me surgically cut this bitch

I'm a star young buck, you're just Starbucks
In a lime green Lacoste sweater vest
Sippin' a mocha Latte, gay alligator on your chest
Man, this aint even a contest
You're whip cream topped frothy flow
I'm Dos Equis, "stay thirsty ho"
I spit nasty like a paraplegic eating a Sloppy Joe

And you still wont get it though ...

you gonna make me murder you again?

Now I wrote in my rhyme to you, calling you out as Owl's dick rider
Wrote a rhyme to owl and is it a coincidence who answer?
Negro I see how you do
Your style is sick, matter of fact you got bird flu
Now before you embarass yourself writing fail again
lemme break it down for you
Owl is a bird.....get it?
ya sick/love sick aka riding owl's dick
aight lets move on
In your rhyme I can point out a thousand things wrong
But for now lets concerntrate on this one

From the gravity I pack, I give galaxies dap

Because of the gravity you pack you dap galaxies?
all that word search you doing and you don't know the "theory of relativity"
are you saying because you are sooooo fat and full of hot air
its easy for you to launch into the atmosphere
gravity can be defined as heavy or weight
so you would want a lack of or enough thrust to propell you into space.......just unload some of that hate.
You against me is best defined for u as a bad break
why you keep chasing your ill fate
Your mom's pussy is broken if you the best kid she made
Cause your DNA screams haaay

I think everyone here can pretty much agree you are 1 dimension
In every rhyme you mention
science, food and chemicals
You are so predictable
you aint mephistopheles you a cannibal
biting a lil off everyone and producing pure bull.........shit
I exceed when I'm lyrical
I also do quite well with visuals
Cause everyone saw how I shook you off my dick.
Now you back, Trying to beat me with compliments. Thank you Yes its rap I breathe
Last rhyme at you, see what happens when I sneeze?

ease back mister pm pimp

OJ SIMPson, Captain PM-pin'

Up, so go and grab yo' Starbucks cup

I'm a star young buck, you're just Starbucks

 

[mcguyver]

LMAO

I got you owl

Just remember that kicker shit.

 

[owl]

LMAO

I got you owl

Just remember that kicker shit.

LMAO!!!!

Fun and games, my dude, fun and games...

Enough talking though.

 

[mcguyver]

UGLY.


Lyrical fail safe
my words got air brakes
black tradition care-take,
Energy like lightning striking without the air breaks

styles like a ghetto boutique
Three threads but you a rookie to me
Call me a bookie,
I predicted your loosing streak
Executioner of death spit, call my rhymes "Noose creek"

One man ambush,
world wide revolution,
file name: Che Guevara
Leave lames flush
you in Negreanu's parlor
Cut the cards
while I'm carving they hearts out...
And You about as Black Panther as Prada Cardigan

I'm Life's graffiti,
graphically written within the margins

Mac, why you starting,
You a field goal kicker
just a side kick
better yet just a referee
Me?
My lyrics are sicker than five niggas after eating ya mama's pussy

Oh shit, my fault, ya mothers dead right?
another thread deaded, right?
my apologies,ladies, I'm off my meds, a'iight?

I'm a get you mad Mc,
You no want He to bring the math back
Left-click on the desktop,
about to bring the tech out
Dude, i'mma having you fuming,
every post just like a meth house
I graduated from the yard dawg,
to schooling crackas on the yard dawg,
better ask your bed mate why me left shoe was left in your yard dawg.

I leave scars,
like lasers removing tattoos...
you short too,
so I really feel I'm removing you Tattoo
Nannoo Nannoo
Rhetorically other-wordly dude


Women on twitter like,

You wouldn't last 30 seconds on my block
where forecast stays overcast with hella gunshots
I'll leave your teenage mutant ninja looking ass shell shock
the hammer drops and I unload more shots at you than fox fired at barack
battle me ha! I'd give you the gun and still beat you with open hand slaps
I'll even let you hit me once to boost your confidence.....eh naw fuk that
I'll have you waking up with a memory like I did your girl.....A wide gap
owl an econo Van but MAC... well......He's a Mac
You in over ya head owl you better draw tha fuk back
before I get the sawed off and make you fade to black
Always bet on black especially if its mac, I'm guaranteed to always come through with a matrix hack
an Arsenal on racks
more than enough ammunation to turn you and your crew into apparitions
smoke like mutations
bitch I'd have you pissin ectoplasm
Everyone you know I mask em then blast em
and if they lock themselves in the crib I gas em

Yeah mac a kicker
philly vs ny tied game 10 secs left these motherfuckers really wanna win
they call mac in for a field goal attempt
mac makes it game over philly wins
For you life lessons
Understimate and you end in a coffin
That negro you think got a soft chin maybe burying dudes often
In a team there are no individuals every roll is important.

 

[sean69]

you gonna make me murder you again?

Now I wrote in my rhyme to you, calling you out as Owl's dick rider
Wrote a rhyme to owl and is it a coincidence who answer?
Negro I see how you do
Your style is sick, matter of fact you got bird flu
Now before you embarass yourself writing fail again
lemme break it down for you
Owl is a bird.....get it?
ya sick/love sick aka riding owl's dick
aight lets move on
In your rhyme I can point out a thousand things wrong
But for now lets concerntrate on this one

Dis nicca here.

You wrote that in reference to me? Really?
Come on son. That shit doesn't even fit in the flow of that bar. You just admitted (^^^) that that rhyme wasn't going at me. So how da FUCK are you refering to me there?

Be a man Mac. You fucked up the spelling admit it.

I just took advantage of it. Everyone makes mistakes.

As for that Owl dick rider shit ... LOL .. da fuck you talking about? That's just some shit you manufacturing to add pizazz to your rhymes? Like a prop? Whatever worls for you. LOL.

Because of the gravity you pack you dap galaxies?
all that word search you doing and you don't know the "theory of relativity"
are you saying because you are sooooo fat and full of hot air
its easy for you to launch into the atmosphere
gravity can be defined as heavy or weight
so you would want a lack of or enough thrust to propell you into space.......just unload some of that hate.
You against me is best defined for u as a bad break
why you keep chasing your ill fate
Your mom's pussy is broken if you the best kid she made
Cause your DNA screams haaay

I think everyone here can pretty much agree you are 1 dimension
In every rhyme you mention
science, food and chemicals
You are so predictable
you aint mephistopheles you a cannibal
biting a lil off everyone and producing pure bull.........shit
I exceed when I'm lyrical
I also do quite well with visuals
Cause everyone saw how I shook you off my dick.
Now you back, Trying to beat me with compliments. Thank you Yes its rap I breathe
Last rhyme at you, see what happens when I sneeze?

Wow. You seem a bit touched dude. You mad about my style? LOL.
It's all games relax man.

And I'm not about to get into a physics debate with you man.

And for the record gravity is NOT defined as "heavy or weight". That's just an effect of gravitation which is space-time curvature that line in my rhyme. Connect the dots, don't be lazy.

Man FOH.

I'm done with this thread. Nicca catching feelings n shit.

 

[mcguyver]

Dis nicca here.

You wrote that in reference to me? Really?
Come on son. That shit doesn't even fit in the flow of that bar. You just admitted (^^^) that that rhyme wasn't going at me. So how da FUCK are you refering to me there?

Be a man Mac. You fucked up the spelling admit it.

I just took advantage of it. Everyone makes mistakes.

As for that Owl dick rider shit ... LOL .. da fuck you talking about? That's just some shit you manufacturing to add pizazz to your rhymes? Like a prop? Whatever worls for you. LOL.







Wow. You seem a bit touched dude. You mad about my style? LOL.
It's all games relax man.

And I'm not about to get into a physics debate with you man.

And for the record gravity is NOT defined as "heavy or weight". That's just an effect of gravitation which is space-time curvature that line in my rhyme. Connect the dots, don't be lazy.

Man FOH.

I'm done with this thread. Nicca catching feelings n shit.

Nigga shut tha fuk up and rhyme

you quoted the wrong rhyme

all nervous and shit

 

[mcguyver]

Sean you fuked up in the head go over the rhymes again.

 

[sean69]

Sean you fuked up in the head go over the rhymes again.

LOL.

Go over what? Where exactly did I fuck up?

 

[mcguyver]

LOL.

Go over what? Where exactly did I fuck up?

You answered to the rhyme I wrote to owl, Even owl was puzzled. I on the other hand capitalized. Nowyou see how it played into the dick riding. And the biting well.......

 

[sean69]

You answered to the rhyme I wrote to owl, Even owl was puzzled. I on the other hand capitalized. Nowyou see how it played into the dick riding. And the biting well.......

Uhm. Da fuck would I be caping up for Owl for?
What would be the precedence or motive for that?
You mentioned that shit even before and I just ig'd it as some shit you were trying to use to pizazz up your rhyme.

I just respond to any rhyme I deem fit. This is the Lion's Den not the Poetry thread right?

"I've drawn so much blood in these threads you would swear I was dracula"

^^^
Sounds pretty non-specific to me.

Do a search on all the battle threads dude. Check out my rhymes. Da fuck I need to bite for?

 

[mcguyver]

Uhm. Da fuck would I be caping up for Owl for?
What would be the precedence or motive for that?
You mentioned that shit even before and I just ig'd it as some shit you were trying to use to pizazz up your rhyme.

I just respond to any rhyme I deem fit. This is the Lion's Den not the Poetry thread right?

"I've drawn so much blood in these threads you would swear I was dracula"

^^^
Sounds pretty non-specific to me.

Do a search on all the battle threads dude. Check out my rhymes. Da fuck I need to bite for?

How don'tyou see how you fell into that.

1) I wrote a rhyme to you quoted the rhyme you wrote at me, wrote off that rhyme, mentioned you riding owls dick.

2) dick riding comment true or not, I wrote a rhyme to owl quoting his rhyme at me, wrote off that rhyme.

3) You Ignored the rhyme I wrote at you and answered the rhyme I wrote at owl.

4) anyone looking at that would see it as you trying to cape for owl, hence dick riding. You the only one not seeing it.


Dawg all you had to do is write a rhyme blasting the accusations of dick riding or totally ignore it and move on.

How the fuk I'm wrong when I'm rhyming its a rhyming thread.

Do a search on all the battle threads dude. Check out my rhymes. Da fuck I need to bite for?

weren't you the one saying people catching feelings? Write your rhymes if you aint biting you aint biting. shit you didn't debate the accusation of being gay.

 

[owl]

You wouldn't last 30 seconds on my block
where forecast stays overcast with hella gunshots
I'll leave your teenage mutant ninja looking ass shell shock
the hammer drops and I unload more shots at you than fox fired at barack
battle me ha! I'd give you the gun and still beat you with open hand slaps
I'll even let you hit me once to boost your confidence.....eh naw fuk that
I'll have you waking up with a memory like I did your girl.....A wide gap
owl an econo Van but MAC... well......He's a Mac
You in over ya head owl you better draw tha fuk back
before I get the sawed off and make you fade to black
Always bet on black especially if its mac, I'm guaranteed to always come through with a matrix hack
an Arsenal on racks
more than enough ammunation to turn you and your crew into apparitions
smoke like mutations
bitch I'd have you pissin ectoplasm
Everyone you know I mask em then blast em
and if they lock themselves in the crib I gas em

Yeah mac a kicker
philly vs ny tied game 10 secs left these motherfuckers really wanna win
they call mac in for a field goal attempt
mac makes it game over philly wins
For you life lessons
Understimate and you end in a coffin
That negro you think got a soft chin maybe burying dudes often
In a team there are no individuals every roll is important.

Ammunation? Where the fuck is that at? Nigga playing Grand theft auto and shit...

How a nigga gone buy bullets he can't even spell ammunition?

Understimate? what the fuck is that Mac? A chess term?
Understimate these nuts, nigga!!!



Real niggas go in, bitch niggas fall out
Catch a feeling, baby boy, I'm OWL
Kind of foul, get it fowl
Bitch, you want to win, I'd say buy a vowel...
Check ya pm's pimp, women typing,"THROW IN THE TOWEL"


Gunshots on blocks don't make you of gangsta stock
As if you ballin' cause you sold a pack of rocks
I red line whack writers like the red lines you saw before you hit submit
Like real estate investors red lining blacks from living decent
here's a suggestion: www.dictionary.com next time you spit
My most intoxicated lines enlighten trained minds to think
Black Panther written on my genes like a Lowndes county ballot*wink*
"Every roll is important?" Nigga, you hungry and shit?
Your role in this script is the student
In a class, words on the chalk board written
"You too can survive being functionally illiterate."



My life lessons...lol..cool, a'ight you right Mc..
Just teach me one more thing:
Where the fuck you learn how to write at?




Real niggas go in, bitch niggas fall out
Catch a feeling, baby boy, I'm OWL
Kind of foul, get it fowl
Bitch, you want to win, I'd say buy a vowel...
Check ya pm's pimp, women typing,"THROW IN THE TOWEL"

Reverse route, but I'm not traveling backwards
No glimmering stars for generals of black wards
Thugs die with empty serenades
grenades without pins, but they never splayed
resurrected slaves born buried in poverty's grave
Zimbardo's Prison Experiment ended in days
Those student's lives may never be the same
For Black life, years persist, the insanity remains
Avoid the game, it's called 'trap' for a reason
prison walls cause soul's eternal bleeding
please believe the gospel you're reading
too many bullets not enough physicians
too many drugs not enough chemists
too many thugs not enough officers
too many hustles not enough offices
too many tears under these clouds, gray
did integration take all that away?
exactly what did we replace?
De jure or De facto
we still eating at separate places...
power intoxicates
the hours can't wait
elect one thousand presidents
the ghetto won't change
until we change it
intelligence is a social nutrient
five percent or ten percent
Props to 13x and W.E.B.
From the streets to the University...

Real people go in, unfocused folks fall out
Keep it one, playboi, let me reintroduce you,

I'm OWL


Slightly mild, just another manchild raised by the wild...
Big Cat, you want to win, I'd say buy a vowel...
They're at their screens smiling proudly...



THROW IN THE TOWEL.

 

[mcguyver]

Ammunation? Where the fuck is that at? Nigga playing Grand theft auto and shit...

How a nigga gone buy bullets he can't even spell ammunition?

Understimate? what the fuck is that Mac? A chess term?
Understimate these nuts, nigga!!!



Real niggas go in, bitch niggas fall out
Catch a feeling, baby boy, I'm OWL
Kind of foul, get it fowl
Bitch, you want to win, I'd say buy a vowel...
Check ya pm's pimp, women typing,"THROW IN THE TOWEL"


Gunshots on blocks don't make you of gangsta stock
As if you ballin' cause you sold a pack of rocks
I red line whack writers like the red lines you saw before you hit submit
Like real estate investors red lining blacks from living decent
here's a suggestion: www.dictionary.com next time you spit
My most intoxicated lines enlighten trained minds to think
Black Panther written on my genes like a Lowndes county ballot*wink*
"Every roll is important?" Nigga, you hungry and shit?
Your role in this script is the student
In a class, words on the chalk board written
"You too can survive being functionally illiterate."



My life lessons...lol..cool, a'ight you right Mc..
Just teach me one more thing:
Where the fuck you learn how to write at?




Real niggas go in, bitch niggas fall out
Catch a feeling, baby boy, I'm OWL
Kind of foul, get it fowl
Bitch, you want to win, I'd say buy a vowel...
Check ya pm's pimp, women typing,"THROW IN THE TOWEL"

Reverse route, but I'm not traveling backwards
No glimmering stars for generals of black wards
Thugs die with empty serenades
grenades without pins, but they never splayed
resurrected slaves born buried in poverty's grave
Zimbardo's Prison Experiment ended in days
Those student's lives may never be the same
For Black life, years persist, the insanity remains
Avoid the game, it's called 'trap' for a reason
prison walls cause soul's eternal bleeding
please believe the gospel you're reading
too many bullets not enough physicians
too many drugs not enough chemists
too many thugs not enough officers
too many hustles not enough offices
too many tears under these clouds, gray
did integration take all that away?
exactly what did we replace?
De jure or De facto
we still eating at separate places...
power intoxicates
the hours can't wait
elect one thousand presidents
the ghetto won't change
until we change it
intelligence is a social nutrient
five percent or ten percent
Props to 13x and W.E.B.
From the streets to the University...

Real people go in, unfocused folks fall out
Keep it one, playboi, let me reintroduce you,

I'm OWL


Slightly mild, just another manchild raised by the wild...
Big Cat, you want to win, I'd say buy a vowel...
They're at their screens smiling proudly...



THROW IN THE TOWEL.

Just wanted to capture this before you make anymore corrections
damn owl you spell checking?

I'll be back.

 

[owl]

Just wanted to capture this before you make anymore corrections
damn owl you spell checking?

I'll be back.

LOL!!!

Ahh...well, I guess we will see, my dude...

 

[mcguyver]

Ammunation? Where the fuck is that at? Nigga playing Grand theft auto and shit...

How a nigga gone buy bullets he can't even spell ammunition?

Understimate? what the fuck is that Mac? A chess term?
Understimate these nuts, nigga!!!



Real niggas go in, bitch niggas fall out
Catch a feeling, baby boy, I'm OWL
Kind of foul, get it fowl
Bitch, you want to win, I'd say buy a vowel...
Check ya pm's pimp, women typing,"THROW IN THE TOWEL"


Gunshots on blocks don't make you of gangsta stock
As if you ballin' cause you sold a pack of rocks
I red line whack writers like the red lines you saw before you hit submit
Like real estate investors red lining blacks from living decent
here's a suggestion: www.dictionary.com next time you spit
My most intoxicated lines enlighten trained minds to think
Black Panther written on my genes like a Lowndes county ballot*wink*
"Every roll is important?" Nigga, you hungry and shit?
Your role in this script is the student
In a class, words on the chalk board written
"You too can survive being functionally illiterate."



My life lessons...lol..cool, a'ight you right Mc..
Just teach me one more thing:
Where the fuck you learn how to write at?




Real niggas go in, bitch niggas fall out
Catch a feeling, baby boy, I'm OWL
Kind of foul, get it fowl
Bitch, you want to win, I'd say buy a vowel...
Check ya pm's pimp, women typing,"THROW IN THE TOWEL"

Reverse route, but I'm not traveling backwards
No glimmering stars for generals of black wards
Thugs die with empty serenades
grenades without pins, but they never splayed
resurrected slaves born buried in poverty's grave
Zimbardo's Prison Experiment ended in days
Those student's lives may never be the same
For Black life, years persist, the insanity remains
Avoid the game, it's called 'trap' for a reason
prison walls cause soul's eternal bleeding
please believe the gospel you're reading
too many bullets not enough physicians
too many drugs not enough chemists
too many thugs not enough officers
too many hustles not enough offices
too many tears under these clouds, gray
did integration take all that away?
exactly what did we replace?
De jure or De facto
we still eating at separate places...
power intoxicates
the hours can't wait
elect one thousand presidents
the ghetto won't change
until we change it
intelligence is a social nutrient
five percent or ten percent
Props to 13x and W.E.B.
From the streets to the University...

Real people go in, unfocused folks fall out
Keep it one, playboi, let me reintroduce you,

I'm OWL


Slightly mild, just another manchild raised by the wild...
Big Cat, you want to win, I'd say buy a vowel...
They're at their screens smiling proudly...



THROW IN THE TOWEL.

Aight I'm back
and I reject your love taps


Oh we spell checking now nigga?
I’m battling a grammar school teacher who sprayed himself with his own ether

I red line whack writers like the red lines you saw before you hit submit

Isn’t this a description or the action of connecting with a blunt object
You the lyrical 70’s batman and robin, you swinging but aint making contact
zoom, boom, whack
Negro don’t you mean wack
I make hot tracks from the sounds of lyrical slaps
I explore wax for lost MCs and make maps

Where the fuck you learn how to write at

Where the fuk did you learn grammar at?
I’ve got a word for you….syntax
Nigga you still shadow boxing while I’m making full body contact
Your accusation of illiteracy and spell checks just collided like a car crash
Any rhyme you write I’ll slice and thrash
To your bowels I connect causing a deep gash
That’s where I discovered you don’t produce facts just pure trash

Kind of foul, get it fowl

Yeah I got you owl
Wait, no I don’t, fowl is a domesticated bird
An owl is a bird of prey that is nocturnal
Were you sleeping when you wrote this shit, you herb?
BTW I checked my pm and there were nothing but encouraging words
Send the owl back to the suburbs
Kill him with the verbs
hit him where it hurts
Aight ladies I’m bout to go berserk
I treat all these MCs like they wearing skirts……bitches
Owl I’m gonna make you eat all that shit you spit
I’ve got a trigger finger that’s beginning to itch
So I’m going on a live skeet shoot
With as much garbage he spit he aint an owl he’s a goose
I throw up a deuce
Let him loose
Pulled the trigger let the buckshots loose
Damn I miss this fuker flew away
Becareful negro don’t get hit by a stray
Next time our paths cross I’m pullin the AK.


You aint travelling in reverse, forward, sideways or upwards you stationary
Bullets in the hood doesn’t make you a G, but you damn sure a part of reality
Like crack alone does not make a crack baby
Tell me why is the hood looked upon as a Hades….Hell on earth
When so much of our brothers and sistas are birth
In a place designed to rob them of all they deserve
And implant ideas of negative self worth
Who’s fault is it? Theirs? naw ours
Including those who think the gift of gab is a power
In the hood preaching to the choir
Action is what they desire
Tear down, rebuild and what we can’t get rid of it set it on fire
Niggas always pointing out the spoils of the projects, the hood
But have yet to do any good.


I threw the towel in
matter of fact it was a turban
with a nuclear bomb strapped to the ass of bin laden.

 

[Mr MajestiK]

I'm suprised most of you cats didn't takepart in the Writing Contests Mealstrom initiated.

 

[owl]

I'm suprised most of you cats didn't takepart in the Writing Contests Mealstrom initiated.

Ain't but me, Sean, and Mc going back and forth in here. I've been in a couple of the contest already. Need to keep pushing I know. But yeah, I guess if the other guys are interested.

 

[Mr MajestiK]

Ain't but me, Sean, and Mc going back and forth in here. I've been in a couple of the contest already. Need to keep pushing I know. But yeah, I guess if the other guys are interested.

I hear you bro.

 

[mcguyver]

So Owl, how is that lab time coming along

 

[owl]

So Owl, how is that lab time coming along

I reign viciously like white supremacy
Smirking while mercking East Coast rivalry
Mental Mayhem like they last name was Kennedy
don't test the testicles will leave you testy
No bail outs, not Bush or Obama
Toxic typology
like a relaxer or barebacking your mama
You can dot my i's and cross my t's
Edit my grammar, scratch through my syntax
become a novelist, black, ain't no win though, Mc,
I got you cornered like Windows and Macs
I spin flows for techno-philes in the trap
silent stalker, creeping on rats like an owl
your panther's pink,no bite all growl
you're just a grunt, foot soldier
I'm the cookie cutter for Cobras
Kings, symbolized in Kimitian folders
Infinite Elliptical, Halo, but game's over...
Like General Tariq's mountain, I am a Boulder
Anticipate my fire, I::HE, number one Soul Brother OWL
I ripple, thus "rip" intricate like a helix
Verbal crack flips, you're broke, but I got the fix
Admit it, you're just another OWL addict
Sad shit, I'm removing the debris from your attic
Erratic error waiting on he who your favorite poster adores
The mind is a plane, is that why OWL is always on yours?
OWL floored the score board, my every post is a tautology
My style slides through your pores, dude, why you playing haughty?
You'll
get
knocked
off
your high horses..
...like General Forrest...
Mentally I'm more than Yoda with the force
Lucifer's torch, Promethean flame burst forth, shhh...behold shine
I murder you like Morse code...____<--dot dot dot flat line

 

[mcguyver]

I reign viciously like white supremacy
Smirking while mercking East Coast rivalry
Mental Mayhem like they last name was Kennedy
don't test the testicles will leave you testy
No bail outs, not Bush or Obama
Toxic typology
like a relaxer or barebacking your mama
You can dot my i's and cross my t's
Edit my grammar, scratch through my syntax
become a novelist, black, ain't no win though, Mc,
I got you cornered like Windows and Macs
I spin flows for techno-philes in the trap
silent stalker, creeping on rats like an owl
your panther's pink,no bite all growl
you're just a grunt, foot soldier
I'm the cookie cutter for Cobras
Kings, symbolized in Kimitian folders
Infinite Elliptical, Halo, but game's over...
Like General Tariq's mountain, I am a Boulder
Anticipate my fire, I::HE, number one Soul Brother OWL
I ripple, thus "rip" intricate like a helix
Verbal crack flips, you're broke, but I got the fix
Admit it, you're just another OWL addict
Sad shit, I'm removing the debris from your attic
Erratic error waiting on he who your favorite poster adores
The mind is a plane, is that why OWL is always on yours?
OWL floored the score board, my every post is a tautology
My style slides through your pores, dude, why you playing haughty?
You'll
get
knocked
off
your high horses..
...like General Forrest...
Mentally I'm more than Yoda with the force
Lucifer's torch, Promethean flame burst forth, shhh...behold shine
I murder you like Morse code...____<--dot dot dot flat line

Very nice

I'll be back with my matrix hack and amunation

 

[owl]

Very nice

I'll be back with my matrix hack and amunation

HAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Obliged.

 

[mcguyver]

I reign viciously like white supremacy
Smirking while mercking East Coast rivalry
Mental Mayhem like they last name was Kennedy
don't test the testicles will leave you testy
No bail outs, not Bush or Obama
Toxic typology
like a relaxer or barebacking your mama
You can dot my i's and cross my t's
Edit my grammar, scratch through my syntax
become a novelist, black, ain't no win though, Mc,
I got you cornered like Windows and Macs
I spin flows for techno-philes in the trap
silent stalker, creeping on rats like an owl
your panther's pink,no bite all growl
you're just a grunt, foot soldier
I'm the cookie cutter for Cobras
Kings, symbolized in Kimitian folders
Infinite Elliptical, Halo, but game's over...
Like General Tariq's mountain, I am a Boulder
Anticipate my fire, I::HE, number one Soul Brother OWL
I ripple, thus "rip" intricate like a helix
Verbal crack flips, you're broke, but I got the fix
Admit it, you're just another OWL addict
Sad shit, I'm removing the debris from your attic
Erratic error waiting on he who your favorite poster adores
The mind is a plane, is that why OWL is always on yours?
OWL floored the score board, my every post is a tautology
My style slides through your pores, dude, why you playing haughty?
You'll
get
knocked
off
your high horses..
...like General Forrest...
Mentally I'm more than Yoda with the force
Lucifer's torch, Promethean flame burst forth, shhh...behold shine
I murder you like Morse code...____<--dot dot dot flat line

____________^^_________^^^^^^^ Mac you all right?
Of course, that nigga just like a dyke.
No matter how much he looks like a dude, his punches always gonna be too light.
i'm in here crushing the hype
treating owl like he's Tina and I'm Ike
Or should I say Rihanna and Chris Brown cause Tina knows how to fight.
damn right Mac be crossing them T's
everytime I bury a G
Tyrone, Terrence, Tyrell, Tim all pushing up daisies because of me.
dot I's when i put the gats away and let the fist fly
I don’t normally do this but owl I’m gonna pop both eyes
your girl said you don't fill her you a small fry
so you had to resort to licking thighs
Rolling up in here wasn't wise
you know I crush chips on shoulders
Test the hearts of soldiers
Ya girl said, “you battling mac again? He won? I told ya.”
So punch drunk you don't know whats reality
You reign like white supremacy....Viciously....really
who better to end the reign of the trailer park king
the black panther they summoned him
Black fist, black fatigues, black everything
I’m gonna confine you to your 2 acre kingdom
This hillbilly So dumb, had to read the instructions to open a condom
Armed with Martin Luther king and Malcolm X lessons
Preaching peace while waving the smith n Wesson
Putting spoils to your attempted assassinations
owl you like these dumb self destructive fuks who keep having world end premonitions
but whats the relation?
How many times you gonna chase your own tale
How many times that tale failed
Anyone could see you a watch battery and I'm a third rail.
still defiant
The crowd's asleep you aint amping or electrifying
Politicking metaphors hidden in your writtens
This aint democrats VS republicans
you better settle for governor
the polls are locked,I'm on top like obama.


I'm a cure for Owl addicts
Did you see how sean69 hit the emergency exit
That wasn't a shot fired, well, yeah it was a heat seeking slug
return to this thread and you'll really be giving daps to the heavens above.
RIP ya fake ass thug.



just fucking with ya sean but you should come back and drop some more rhymes.

 

[owl]

Your words are all fallacies: american dreams
you're missing me with an infra red beam,
you're just another fish in the school of conformity
I feed you the flesh of god, drink of my wine, son
I command your neural firing like your mind was my gun
same pattern of behavior, how'd I know which way you'd come?
I plot revolting storms like the weathermen did
insight like old skool game, call it colecovision
I'm playing you like Atari
antiquated logical systems
...like Atari
(that means you're played out
...like Atari)
please stop chasing my balls
...like Pacman for Atari
You short bus bastard, but I ain't dumbing it none
simply complex like the pyramid's tetrahedron
Internal hemorrhages neo-cortical bleeding
That means you're not thinking
your thread career here is sinking
like employment rates
like Chris Brown's cake
like my words: deep into the abyss of your astral plane
soul manna raining down from the heavens
piercing your defensive mechanics,
call them god thought, code named: FN .57
I poke and provoke the poignant
instigate intelligence
whether caustic or elegant
I formulate the dialect
for future forefathers collective enhancement
of the American Black pledge of Allegiance
I'm crack hidden under the tongue, leaving you numb
I'm Big Bang, breathing existence, I'm Atum
Rhythmical analects;landscape analyst:Chung-ni,K'ung
What's written is holy shit like defecating nuns
I electrify obedience, but don't call me Stanley Milgram
I got Mac killing women and children like a My Lai mission...

 

[mcguyver]

Your words are all fallacies: american dreams
you're missing me with an infra red beam,
you're just another fish in the school of conformity
I feed you the flesh of god, drink of my wine, son
I command your neural firing like your mind was my gun
same pattern of behavior, how'd I know which way you'd come?
I plot revolting storms like the weathermen did
insight like old skool game, call it colecovision
I'm playing you like Atari
antiquated logical systems
...like Atari
(that means you're played out
...like Atari)
please stop chasing my balls
...like Pacman for Atari
You short bus bastard, but I ain't dumbing it none
simply complex like the pyramid's tetrahedron
Internal hemorrhages neo-cortical bleeding
That means you're not thinking
your thread career here is sinking
like employment rates
like Chris Brown's cake
like my words: deep into the abyss of your astral plane
soul manna raining down from the heavens
piercing your defensive mechanics,
call them god thought, code named: FN .57
I poke and provoke the poignant
instigate intelligence
whether caustic or elegant
I formulate the dialect
for future forefathers collective enhancement
of the American Black pledge of Allegiance
I'm crack hidden under the tongue, leaving you numb
I'm Big Bang, breathing existence, I'm Atum
Rhythmical analects;landscape analyst:Chung-ni,K'ung
What's written is holy shit like defecating nuns
I electrify obedience, but don't call me Stanley Milgram
I got Mac killing women and children like a My Lai mission...

Well then god bless the dead
everyone thinks you are Hindu with that constant dot on your head
I have an alliance with science
The greatest minds ever is my providence
But what puzzles me is where you got your softness
I don't need infra red beams
I'll roll through with flashlights strapped to shotguns like the swat team
You a guaranteed kill when I let em things fly
knock you off your perch, I aim high
Grabbing quarters running, ducking for cover
You aint playing games you calling the undercovers
pounding the pavement hiding and snitching
Change your name Owl cause you a chicken
I'm waiting for you to drop one meaningful sentence
Killing immaturity in adult's minds I have no resentment
If that shit you spit is sick then call me medicine
Every dose is violent
By the end of the day you won't have or be a problem
Drag you from Florida to Boston
Chop off your hands, feet pull your teeth and toss em
I'll be colecovision
That’ll make you that "what’s it's name system"
You know the one that never made it to production
Everyone use as a foot stool cushion
Your stock value reads "You gotta be jokin"
Every punch connecting
nigga you can't fuk with me I'm warp speed swinging
you slow blow throwing
how the fuk you coping with the losses you taking
last man standing everyone else is gone
you are ape sperm up aganist kong

 

[owl]

Problem
Block blows
Knock him out
tie him up...

Dragging him bleeding on the floor, man
crack his temple with a slug, drop the four four in his hands

Problem
Body punch
lay him down
pick him up

Make his pussy ass read another english manual
he's typing like he's had enough, fucked up casual

Problem
Chin shot
Crack his jaw
string him out

Tied to the chair, tilt him back, choke him with a bloody mop
grabbed the wire cutters, start chopping toes until his pain stops

Problem
Low blow
bend him down
take him out

Talking greasy, you muscle heads can't read me?
your words are meows to a pit bull bleeding
God bless the child about to take the gun to the mouth
Leaving you Ali, eyes clotting and you blacking out
Find some inspiration from them faggots you follow now...
Gone head reread what I said
Comb through it like the FEDS
Plant some bullshit like the FEDS
Choke on it and fall guy, look bitch you been fed...
a wiccan seance cant' bring you back from the dead
crawl and grovel to Allah,still won't hear you
I'm taking the keys and driving over ya body, dude...
using your blood for libations
make a prayer
let it ferment and sell it to crackas and make em go crazy...

 

[mcguyver]

I've got a pray
Dear god, please
Smite this violent bastid we call owl
Leave him barely alive so I could shove a shank deep into his bowels
I know my prays will be answered cause you too hate gay ass cowards
PS. I already dug his grave under the lion’s den
AMEN

You can sit there and pretend your wrist don't have a permanent bend
Or this battle aint gonna fill your life with resentment
Sorry you've crossed paths with the king of henchmen
who reigns with a vengence
keep fuking around and I'm really gonna start flexing
Mac's top graduate of BGOL CSI PSI WIFI KAPPA ALPHA, and also the president
I've found trace evidence
I'm light yrs ahead of owl I'm the Jetsons
This nigga laggin and saggin he the Jeffersons
I'm at the top he still moving on up.
Landmines planted in your path I'm gonna help you blow up
Closed casket so no one throws up
After your burial your girl gonna get her guts torn up
With those lines why you show up
Leprechaun bastid why don't you grow up
Bitch why don't you wish for more luck
You helmet wearing, yellow bus riding, slow fuk
I'm firing artillery the size of planets it doesn't matter if you duck
Hot fiyah spittah dylon immitater
Keep fucking with me and I'll turn outter space into a crater.

 

[grownazzblakman]

Logged onto BGOL.
It was early November, when...
---------------------
[Insert Voiceover: "Previously... on THE LION'S DEN"]
---------------------
AWW SHEEEEIIIIITTTT.

My TV went pitch Black.
Then it burst some erratic static
and that (HBO) logo exploded
in slow-mo as the promo
rolled and showed
The Owl and Mac
locked in the midst of combat
pushin lyrical clips into double gats...
pushin double whips...
and rocking lyrics over double (sound)tracks.

It has come to this.

For at least a week, when each of these peeps
speak with a sleek speech, I deemed each chief
was trynna push the other's wig back
like they was trynna open a cig pack.

Until I leaned toward my TV screen
and seen Mac rollin' strapped
in the back of the 'Ac'.

The Owl in a Monte Carlo.

Looking like Avon and Marlo.

And yes, they 'back at it'
cuz these rap savages
have a habit of clappin'
in the midst of traffic
so Stand Back, kids
cuz they will double-back
to finish the act, if they miss.

Damn. The beef is spilling!!

And with all the lyrical killing,
verbal dissin' & shots peelin'
between these 2 villains...
Not sure who's winning.

Cuz every time I turn around,
I'm reading... "Man Down!!"

But then their bars "Man Up".
Don't give a Fduck...
And Stand Up, for a new round.

Now they running up in spots
n-across the rooftops
sparking verbal glocks
at each other's tops
while getting chased by SWAT
in heli-copts.

So I grab some Jiffy-pop
and just watch.

Cuz when these intro shots
of drug swaps, money gwaps,
n- strippers that resemble Vivaca Fox
with phat-ass ham hocks
who "drop it hot"...
mixed with a montage of cops...
and all that theme music stops...

They prolly gon' show a "quote block"

Right before Joe Prop
hits the Docks with a plot
to start the "Co-op".

Stay tuned, ya'll.

 

[owl]

Logged onto BGOL.
It was early November, when...
---------------------
[Insert Voiceover: "Previously... on THE LION'S DEN"]
---------------------
AWW SHEEEEIIIIITTTT.

My TV went pitch Black.
Then it burst some erratic static
and that (HBO) logo exploded
in slow-mo as the promo
rolled and showed
The Owl and Mac
locked in the midst of combat
pushin lyrical clips into double gats...
pushin double whips...
and rocking lyrics over double (sound)tracks.

It has come to this.

For at least a week, when each of these peeps
speak with a sleek speech, I deemed each chief
was trynna push the other's wig back
like they was trynna open a cig pack.

Until I leaned toward my TV screen
and seen Mac rollin' strapped
in the back of the 'Ac'.

The Owl in a Monte Carlo.

Looking like Avon and Marlo.

And yes, they 'back at it'
cuz these rap savages
have a habit of clappin'
in the midst of traffic
so Stand Back, kids
cuz they will double-back
to finish the act, if they miss.

Damn. The beef is spilling!!

And with all the lyrical killing,
verbal dissin' & shots peelin'
between these 2 villains...
Not sure who's winning.

Cuz every time I turn around,
I'm reading... "Man Down!!"

But then their bars "Man Up".
Don't give a Fduck...
And Stand Up, for a new round.

Now they running up in spots
n-across the rooftops
sparking verbal glocks
at each other's tops
while getting chased by SWAT
in heli-copts.

So I grab some Jiffy-pop
and just watch.

Cuz when these intro shots
of drug swaps, money gwaps,
n- strippers that resemble Vivaca Fox
with phat-ass ham hocks
who "drop it hot"...
mixed with a montage of cops...
and all that theme music stops...

They prolly gon' show a "quote block"

Right before Joe Prop
hits the Docks with a plot
to start the "Co-op".

Stay tuned, ya'll.

This was hot....good ish, Grown...

 

[owl]

I've got a pray
Dear god, please
Smite this violent bastid we call owl
Leave him barely alive so I could shove a shank deep into his bowels
I know my prays will be answered cause you too hate gay ass cowards
PS. I already dug his grave under the lion’s den
AMEN

You can sit there and pretend your wrist don't have a permanent bend
Or this battle aint gonna fill your life with resentment
Sorry you've crossed paths with the king of henchmen
who reigns with a vengence
keep fuking around and I'm really gonna start flexing
Mac's top graduate of BGOL CSI PSI WIFI KAPPA ALPHA, and also the president
I've found trace evidence
I'm light yrs ahead of owl I'm the Jetsons
This nigga laggin and saggin he the Jeffersons
I'm at the top he still moving on up.
Landmines planted in your path I'm gonna help you blow up
Closed casket so no one throws up
After your burial your girl gonna get her guts torn up
With those lines why you show up
Leprechaun bastid why don't you grow up
Bitch why don't you wish for more luck
You helmet wearing, yellow bus riding, slow fuk
I'm firing artillery the size of planets it doesn't matter if you duck
Hot fiyah spittah dylon immitater
Keep fucking with me and I'll turn outter space into a crater.

It's gone take more than prayers to break me
It took more than Babylon to make me
More than Talismans, stars or the fates
Place your head on my Vietnamese plate
Cause, WE eat cats like you everyday...

Squeeze the trigger of bars
I felt the fire and sparked
blazed through the air then i parted
Your skin, like hair, in my arc
As I fought, breaking through cartilage,
bamboo knife slice right through your right artery
I feel chest cavity cave in
like I created a black hole within your anatomy
Blood rush as I burst through your back rapidly

I'm not only the shooter, but the bullet leaving you hemorrhaging...
I'm the shake of the mortician's head at the autopsy...
I'm the first tear down your mother's face whispering...
I'm the speed of your life flashing remembering...
I'm the tombstone that reads,'Mac, lover of misery"...

I'm Anubis guiding your spirit through death
I'm Ma'at weighing your heart, the feather of self
I'm Osiris laughing, cause crying now ain't gone damn help...
And I'm Set making you rewind, eternally reliving that last breath...

 

[owl]

Here ye, Hear ye, please respect street knowledge
Street scholars evolve into spies for those that lack power.
Not for dollars the integration,
but infiltration to scour the files
the piles of lies that belie the market
the shipment of sheep, the weak
but only eighty five percent of the target,
scarred demography
cursing the life force,
forced inside camps asking what life means
scores of philosophies poured over but by no means
the answer to the riddle of mason symbology
the mirror was the answer, witness a big G
taking out a small mac g
placing the fourty-fives at his temple
place them together that's the foundation of the temple
follow me, ninety degrees, not squared but square
symbol of empirical concentration,
Debo;I know, you got knocked in the air
but get aware and get back on your square
the compass atop that adjoins black
not the pigment, or that color which lacks
and brings forth diverse hued vibrants
but the judge's robe and the graduate's cap
that which maps 3-60, the square perfected infinitely
Thirty three and one third::the master coorridor,
the master begins to teach at thirty two,
is crucified after a year raised in the first quarter,
the season of pisces and aquarius
12 houses divided by three, nothing left
that's January, February, March, and April
Originally, only 360 days, the last five represent the unstable
Gaea worshiped on Easter as Eaostre, greek fables
the pagan goddess of life, raping women and filling tables
Mc retract your adjectives and perjoratives, you are unable...
I got degrees, and yet underdegreed
My decree:
my degrees can't match the degrees that came with me!
I am the university
the universe sits with me
"Pardon me, your honor, he tried to get city"
Grave digger, but shovels and dirt ain't my trade
I'm channeling the souls of revolutionary slaves
I'm on par with the course,
of course, my courses are coarse,
will leave your life horse...
yet not a mustang, I ride like a porsche
and rise like hammer, I battle, call me Norse
I came from the east, but I stay on the north
I claim the west,I vote for the left side,
but I'm a black nationalist, so I'm right,
and I don't travel light, I'm the traveling Light...

 

[mcguyver]

It's gone take more than prayers to break me
It took more than Babylon to make me
More than Talismans, stars or the fates
Place your head on my Vietnamese plate
Cause, WE eat cats like you everyday...

Squeeze the trigger of bars
I felt the fire and sparked
blazed through the air then i parted
Your skin, like hair, in my arc
As I fought, breaking through cartilage,
bamboo knife slice right through your right artery
I feel chest cavity cave in
like I created a black hole within your anatomy
Blood rush as I burst through your back rapidly

I'm not only the shooter, but the bullet leaving you hemorrhaging...
I'm the shake of the mortician's head at the autopsy...
I'm the first tear down your mother's face whispering...
I'm the speed of your life flashing remembering...
I'm the tombstone that reads,'Mac, lover of misery"...

I'm Anubis guiding your spirit through death
I'm Ma'at weighing your heart, the feather of self
I'm Osiris laughing, cause crying now ain't gone damn help...
And I'm Set making you rewind, eternally reliving that last breath...

Here ye, Hear ye, please respect street knowledge
Street scholars evolve into spies for those that lack power.
Not for dollars the integration,
but infiltration to scour the files
the piles of lies that belie the market
the shipment of sheep, the weak
but only eighty five percent of the target,
scarred demography
cursing the life force,
forced inside camps asking what life means
scores of philosophies poured over but by no means
the answer to the riddle of mason symbology
the mirror was the answer, witness a big G
taking out a small mac g
placing the fourty-fives at his temple
place them together that's the foundation of the temple
follow me, ninety degrees, not squared but square
symbol of empirical concentration,
Debo;I know, you got knocked in the air
but get aware and get back on your square
the compass atop that adjoins black
not the pigment, or that color which lacks
and brings forth diverse hued vibrants
but the judge's robe and the graduate's cap
that which maps 3-60, the square perfected infinitely
Thirty three and one third::the master coorridor,
the master begins to teach at thirty two,
is crucified after a year raised in the first quarter,
the season of pisces and aquarius
12 houses divided by three, nothing left
that's January, February, March, and April
Originally, only 360 days, the last five represent the unstable
Gaea worshiped on Easter as Eaostre, greek fables
the pagan goddess of life, raping women and filling tables
Mc retract your adjectives and perjoratives, you are unable...
I got degrees, and yet underdegreed
My decree:
my degrees can't match the degrees that came with me!
I am the university
the universe sits with me
"Pardon me, your honor, he tried to get city"
Grave digger, but shovels and dirt ain't my trade
I'm channeling the souls of revolutionary slaves
I'm on par with the course,
of course, my courses are coarse,
will leave your life horse...
yet not a mustang, I ride like a porsche
and rise like hammer, I battle, call me Norse
I came from the east, but I stay on the north
I claim the west,I vote for the left side,
but I'm a black nationalist, so I'm right,
and I don't travel light, I'm the traveling Light...

There were 3 rhymes now there are 2
Intresting what you've built here, a fortress of solitude
I'm gonna bring these walls of misfortune down around you
stepped back and launched a spear
sailing through the air the guard towers it cleared
approaching owl his face filled with fear
grazing his cheek the spear snatched an earing out his ear.
as I walk away middle finger in the air
when I return you gonna swear 300 spartans was here.

 

[owl]

The three to two, the one was unfair
Low blows, You know: the old OWL affair
Talks of violence and screams
senselessly graphic described scenes
Didn't want it representing me
So I balled it up, continued to breathe....

 

[owl]

Time is of the essence
Blessed, I subtracted peasants
added the lessons
recorded the graded tests
became my best

I am the proof of the logic table
You can do what you choose to be able

I surpassed every stereotype that ensnared me
I hold every statistic we avoid fearfully
and still made it inside the percentage thirty

graduated to scholar
i define 'survivor'

I arrived here, because I arrived here
I arise the inspired,
Clearly developed mental pliers

I could have done it quicker
but I had to carry my niggas...

Walked through the gates of hades
and phlucking demons embraced me...

You can't get it back, Mc
accepted I'm better
verbally you left wet up
I never let up
eternally Mister No give a fuck
even if I do it wrong
I bet I get it right
I consume with street insights
the academic type
but nerdy ain't quite precise...
I blind the best seers when I write
live amongst the dark
I am the Light
bearer
the fallen angel cared for
by savages slightly aware of more
I gave them life awareness
they praised me no matter the place, bruh

Talk some moe shit about my grammar
Call gay, homo, queer,or faggot

Rap about the delete posts
Ask why the owl thread's a ghost

Talk about your killing strategy
Go 'head...

write something to make them all laugh at me...