*** Rhyme war III ***

[shanebp1978]

Use your Military terminology to create your rhyme . . . I'll start . . .

Rhyme war three
form on me
My gunner's squad on the streets for fee
Smiling with mercenaries glee
My Area Support Team
trained at Fort Greene
instead of medals we wear skulls that gleam
It's The way we get down
the way we sound
duck rounds, fuck pounds
leave your body in a ditch where it's luck found
Don't verse my battalion
I own Alexander the great's medallion
I'm the pale rider on Stallion
Ready for Close Quarters combat
I spot a bad Barbadian, and I'm on that
With Pitbull game, not that calm rap
High explosive
MEPS
Entrance procedure to keep her the closest
The Senior NCO who's the dopest
You think you get high? I'll show you the coke bliss
My quick succession cartridges won't miss
Plus I got that hard as wood oak fist

 

[mcguyver]

Lord mcguyver reporting for battle
The march of my army makes the earth's core rattle
My enemies cower and exude fecal matter
At our cadence every glass in the world shatters
From Black Hawks we Air assault 10 miles out from battle lines.
Forward support shuffling ammo and food to us at a double time.
6th batallion
the eagles head is our madallion
101st Airborne division always ready for an air assault mission.
M-60, 50cal, mk19
to wake our enemies from their dream.
M16A2 with the infra red beams.
Lets not forget the sniper team
My army is a lean mean killing machine.

 

[OnSlaught]

I feel boxed in, caged - like I'd been an animal
Only the cage is the war - weapon is not my mandible
Semi-automatic handible - full arsenal, artillery
Fuck the vote Bush made alongside of Hillary
You feelin' me?

RPG in hand - man's hand blowin' off of skeletal
Road side land mine - charcoaled soldier looks edible
Cluster bombs dropped from air - impairing the visual
Munition bases debilitated - inside of the citadel
Capture the enemies stronghold is pivotal
Muslim radicals - blow niggas up for the spiritual

Harrier jets - MLRS with munition clusters
Tactile missile systems - blow up enemy bunkers
Battalions of soldiers are placed strategically
I went against command - to counter bullshit they feedin' me
About weapons of mass destruction - what's the function?
I said I want to go home and see my family - so fuck 'em

Coordinated rebellion with GBU - bunker buster
Outside of compound - confiscated helicopter crop duster
Flew to Dubai with soldier suit - looking lackluster
Flustered - apprehended by officials who usher
Me to UN headquarters for debriefing
I saw Osama bin Laden and Bush in meeting chiefing...

 

[shanebp1978]

Lord mcguyver reporting for battle
The march of my army makes the earth's core rattle
My enemies cower and exude fecal matter
At our cadence every glass in the world shatters
From Black Hawks we Air assault 10 miles out from battle lines.
Forward support shuffling ammo and food to us at a double time.
6th batallion
the eagles head is our madallion
101st Airborne division always ready for an air assault mission.
M-60, 50cal, mk19
to wake our enemies from their dream.
M16A2 with the infra red beams.
Lets not forget the sniper team
My army is a lean mean killing machine.

YES!! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Ninja you work out today!? 'Cause you fucking punching with strength on the lyrical like you ready!!!

I did a couple of sets, but it was half ass, you working the mental though too!

That's why I fuck around to get your attention! I know your gonna come through, all right though chump, I gotta get the hot song right now, so I can write a good come back!

No competition though, this thread ain't about that. But I just can't let you one up me!

 

[shanebp1978]

Oh shit, onslaught too. We off to a good start!

 

[mcguyver]

YES!! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Ninja you work out today!? 'Cause you fucking punching with strength on the lyrical like you ready!!!

I did a couple of sets, but it was half ass, you working the mental though too!

That's why I fuck around to get your attention! I know your gonna come through, all right though chump, I gotta get the hot song right now, so I can write a good come back!

No competition though, this thread ain't about that. But I just can't let you one up me!

You bastid you know how to get to me. I was chilling too then there you go.

 

[The Magnificent Butcher]

This is a who's who. I've got the new brew for this true crew/
Horse mounted, spears jousted. The honored commit seppuku/
Being a warrior man, can I only be damned to die?/
Swift and noble. No damaged pride for a samurai!/
Blade in hand/
Survey the land/
Laid the plans/
They made this man/
Send the spear men in first to kill their steeds and make a stand/
They'll bleed slow. Kneel, thrown over by the Bushido/
We'll sow our seeds when smoke clears and reap those.../
Lands for our own. They'll know our story/
I've felled enemies with my bare hands...Hanzo or Otori/

 

[OnSlaught]

Butcher, you mind if I flow from where you left off?

 

[The Magnificent Butcher]

Butcher, you mind if I flow from where you left off?

Go for it.

 

[OnSlaught]

This is a who's who. I've got the new brew for this true crew/
Horse mounted, spears jousted. The honored commit seppuku/
Being a warrior man, can I only be damned to die?/
Swift and noble. No damaged pride for a samurai!/
Blade in hand/
Survey the land/
Laid the plans/
They made this man/
Send the spear men in first to kill their steeds and make a stand/
They'll bleed slow. Kneel, thrown over by the Bushido/
We'll sow our seeds when smoke clears and reap those.../
Lands for our own. They'll know our story/
I've felled enemies with my bare hands...Hanzo or Otori/

With glory I fight beside Butcher - one of the mountain brothers
Related in spirtual valor - birthed by two different mothers
I hover - above my enemy in my kimono
in slow mo - I slice his stature down to the size of Frodo
Reincarnation of Musashi Miyamoto
I trained in strategy - Ni Ten Ichi Ryu
I fly through - with beautiful precision like a haiku
Release sword - from out the sheath of scabbard
Tip of my blade - is doused with venomous biohazard
Quick - to render enemies child as bastards
I ravage my opponent in blood - 'til he feels his rapture
I capture - his soul along with others triumphed
I now pass the legacy and wait for the thread to be bumped

 

[SWATLANTA]

Set in 1971 during Vietnam

I was drafted to this war shit
Plus I got no job and a new jit
And my girl’s maintaining alone
Cuz her man can’t be at home

They put me on the front line
With a fuckin knife and a nine
Thinking I’d be kindling to flame
In these sick crackers war games

But when the battles at hand
I grip my blade, say a prayer, then stand
Sneaking behind enemy lines in the night
Silently slitting throats and windpipes

Fast forward, three months have now passed
Half the cats I came with couldn’t last
I start to thirst for the violence
The sound of death, my musical silence

I’ve become known as the mauler
A battlefield hand to hand brawler
Dispatching whole battalions with ease
Like a lethal, blade toting disease

But then the call comes from the top
That my run of vengeance must stop
My first tour is over and I don’t wanna go back
I’m addicted to bloodlust, fiending for my next tour like crack…

 

[The Magnificent Butcher]

With glory I fight beside Butcher - one of the mountain brothers
Related in spirtual valor - birthed by two different mothers
I hover - above my enemy in my kimono
in slow mo - I slice his stature down to the size of Frodo
Reincarnation of Musashi Miyamoto
I trained in strategy - Ni Ten Ichi Ryu
I fly through - with beautiful precision like a haiku
Release sword - from out the sheath of scabbard
Tip of my blade - is doused with venomous biohazard
Quick - to render enemies child as bastards
I ravage my opponent in blood - 'til he feels his rapture
I capture - his soul along with others triumphed
I now pass the legacy and wait for the thread to be bumped

Very nice indeed. References and rhyme scheme are on point.

 

[OnSlaught]

Very nice indeed. References and rhyme scheme are on point.

Domo Arigato...when I saw the opportunity to flow about feudal Japanese warriors I had to jump in.

 

[Andeyhollawho]

I speak for the soilders of the street. I wrote this when my homeboi was killed and this thread made me remember it. It's written in first person because I put myself inside his last moments on earth. I think I was 18 on this one. I don't mean to bring the thread down so I will remove it and give it it's own thread if it's too heavy.

I wipe the tears from my eyes that I cry for my peers
Til you had a gun to your head you don't know shit about fear
I heard the hammer click back, closed my eyes, took a breath
Kept my fist clinched, unhappy with the legacy left
But finally I'll be in peace
Free from the scum of the streets
Free from the belly of the beast
I felt my heart skip a beat
All I heard was the click,
life flashed before my eyes
Opened 'em up, staring at the clear night sky
Heat rising all around me yet I shiver with cold
Another nigga who won't live to see 20 years old
I can imagine the screams from my momma
Muffled cries from my baby girl
My minds in a swirl
It's fucked up in this cold world
I felt my life slipping and as the tears form in my eyes
I heard my killer reply
Real thugs represent and don't die

 

[Izayoi]

Domo Arigato...when I saw the opportunity to flow about feudal Japanese warriors I had to jump in.

Domo Arigato tomodachi.

Me likey!!!

 

[ladyscorpio]

Izzy you know I had multiples right.....wow

 

[shanebp1978]

I speak for the soilders of the street. I wrote this when my homeboi was killed and this thread made me remember it. It's written in first person because I put myself inside his last moments on earth. I think I was 18 on this one. I don't mean to bring the thread down so I will remove it and give it it's own thread if it's too heavy.

I wipe the tears from my eyes that I cry for my peers
Til you had a gun to your head you don't know shit about fear
I heard the hammer click back, closed my eyes, took a breath
Kept my fist clinched, unhappy with the legacy left
But finally I'll be in peace
Free from the scum of the streets
Free from the belly of the beast
I felt my heart skip a beat
All I heard was the click,
life flashed before my eyes
Opened 'em up, staring at the clear night sky
Heat rising all around me yet I shiver with cold
Another nigga who won't live to see 20 years old
I can imagine the screams from my momma
Muffled cries from my baby girl
My minds in a swirl
It's fucked up in this cold world
I felt my life slipping and as the tears form in my eyes
I heard my killer reply
Real thugs represent and don't die

It's all good. A little off subject, but it inspired me to write this about two weeks ago.

Street soldiers
grinning because we know the streets hold us
got heat
but we only after cold lusts
In us we trust
so don't bust
in front of DTs
shut mouth is a must
But in the end Babylon will eat three

Our camouflage
was that Triple fat goose
With a .38 under coat
we hang loose
This is how WE celebrate our gang truce
my platoon
Yes, we banged deuce
Yelling we got, " Napalm "
Caught case and we yelling, " Yo, hey Moms! "
straight from lockup
Orange and sandals on
Learn from my uncles who sing the same song
Ex Marine Vietnam Recon
62 days in Juvi
stay strong
Build your chest
build arms
Come out, and on he who snitched
get your fame on
Everybody like, " Shane's mind gone "
I Beat that ass and prove the hood's psalm
Thou shalt not
Proved
Instead of revolvers now we got glocks
Whole crew
Benton Harbor OG's give us blocks
Our frontal assault is always stay locked
With one in chamber cocked
Green tracer ammo on top, So all can follow target
I'm the empty magazine make you swallow homemade hollow artist
But still not the hardest
Trying to do all
balance school and pool hall
stand tall
Pops is like don't fall
don't crime
in my mind, I'm so signed
But alls fair in love and war and I hear call
Allways trying to knuckle up
Or holla at a woman to get the cut
Realizing suckers suck
But I wasn't there when two of my ninjas got buck
cats was like, " BP got Rushed "
What
This is warfare
Is the core there
Or is the heart mark . . .

 

[shanebp1978]

I speak for the soilders of the street. I wrote this when my homeboi was killed and this thread made me remember it. It's written in first person because I put myself inside his last moments on earth. I think I was 18 on this one. I don't mean to bring the thread down so I will remove it and give it it's own thread if it's too heavy.

I wipe the tears from my eyes that I cry for my peers
Til you had a gun to your head you don't know shit about fear
I heard the hammer click back, closed my eyes, took a breath
Kept my fist clinched, unhappy with the legacy left
But finally I'll be in peace
Free from the scum of the streets
Free from the belly of the beast
I felt my heart skip a beat
All I heard was the click,
life flashed before my eyes
Opened 'em up, staring at the clear night sky
Heat rising all around me yet I shiver with cold
Another nigga who won't live to see 20 years old
I can imagine the screams from my momma
Muffled cries from my baby girl
My minds in a swirl
It's fucked up in this cold world
I felt my life slipping and as the tears form in my eyes
I heard my killer reply
Real thugs represent and don't die

It's all good. A little off subject, but it inspired me to write this about two weeks ago.

Street soldiers
grinning because we know the streets hold us
got heat
but we only after cold lusts
In us we trust
so don't bust
in front of DTs
shut mouth is a must
But in the end Babylon will eat three

Our camouflage
was that Triple fat goose
With a .38 under coat
we hang loose
This is how WE celebrate our gang truce
my platoon
Yes, we banged deuce
Yelling we got, " Napalm "
Caught case and we yelling, " Yo, hey Moms! "
straight from lockup
Orange and sandals on
Learn from my uncles who sing the same song
Ex Marine Vietnam Recon
62 days in Juvi
stay strong
Build your chest
build arms
Come out, and on he who snitched
get your fame on
Everybody like, " Shane's mind gone "
I Beat that ass and prove the hood's psalm
Thou shalt not
Proved
Instead of revolvers now we got glocks
Whole crew
Benton Harbor OG's give us blocks
Our frontal assault is always stay locked
With one in chamber cocked
Green tracer ammo on top, So all can follow target
I'm the empty magazine make you swallow homemade hollow artist
But still not the hardest
Trying to do all
balance school and pool hall
stand tall
Pops is like don't fall
don't crime
in my mind, I'm so signed
But alls fair in love and war and I hear call
Allways trying to knuckle up
Or holla at a woman to get the cut
Realizing suckers suck
But I wasn't there when two of my ninjas got buck
cats was like, " BP got Rushed "
What
This is warfare
Is the core there
Or is the heart mark . . .

 

[mcguyver]

Vast in the glory of my war stories
raining never ending ammo on my enemies
as they say their hail marys
my weapons scream blasphemy
The sounds of motar rounds
colliding with the ground
battle tanks leaving tracks
on the desert's sandy back
mowing down the enemies' front lines
hovering over land mines
As I muster more voilence than there is time
my heart know nothin of the word kind
In my war there is no such thing as war crimes
I low crawl through mine fields
a lone merc that can bring zeus' to his knees
I pack no NBC gear
There will be no time for my enemy to engage their chemical warfare
fuk stand 2
in broad day light my enemies' souls I persue
I'm on an immortal quest
no need for kevlar helmets or bullet proof vest
My eyes absorb the fear as the god of war cheer.

 

[mcguyver]

What happened to these guys? shane, andey, onslaught, even swat joined in....we use to have fun.