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Poetry competition CLOSED 20th November 2013 4:14am
WINNER
manisha (cyanide kid)
manisha (cyanide kid)
RUNNERS-UP:
johnrot
and wolfman
Ridiculous rap
You were running behind girls but what they were giving you was Insult,
your confidence was punctured
you were deeply hurt and emotionaly injured,
you started believing the fact that you are like a stupid monkey and they are like Gingers,
you were searching a finger for yo ring,sir ,but what you getting was middle fingers !
i taught you how to mack whores
how to crack dope n Mingle,
cause i knew you were terribly single
i had full sympathy with you,Mister Homo,
but you cheated me for that whore,oh no!
you love her,thats what you use to shout
and you are so proud
that she is dating with you,but she's a whore,not a trophy
macking her,its easier than watching pornography,
you are loving a bitch who distribute her contact
for phone sex
and u can't see the things right,cause you are hen-pecked
she's a north-western
bitch,who always have her ass turned,
to all who are rich,nd is always ready to have some cash earned
trieng every think she had learned
on the dick
i dont know
the reason you are loving this whore for,
u knw?she is engaged with four more
stupid punks like you,you are nothing but a game-point in her Score board
you think i was also in love and you win the race,
i dont feel for her,but i feel for your friendship,
i have pain,and i dont know how to End this,
you fucked our friendship for a Chick's lust,
Thats a mistake you are doing,it will leave you Lick Nuts,
i dont know wether to call it sexualy caused Disgust
or It Just
a Sick lust
you Prick must
know that This Lust
can make yo Dick Bust
its realy absurd,dont you find any other bitch in This World,
Now if you'll respond,you'll yoself make the Shit Worst,
i will find you stupid Bitch First,
than will push a cucumber inside yo Shit-Duct,
my bitch is sexy,we both know that She's Hot,
but you will find her hotter,cause cucumber will hit yo G-Spot,
before ending i want to tell you some news shit,
i still have with me her Nude pics,
my pet dog jacky,licking her Huge tits,
you are proudly fucking her pussy,caus e u dont know my jacky had used it,
well go n clean yo dirty nose with that hoe's brazzers,where her boob sits,
chew her used up tooth picks,
your confidence was punctured
you were deeply hurt and emotionaly injured,
you started believing the fact that you are like a stupid monkey and they are like Gingers,
you were searching a finger for yo ring,sir ,but what you getting was middle fingers !
i taught you how to mack whores
how to crack dope n Mingle,
cause i knew you were terribly single
i had full sympathy with you,Mister Homo,
but you cheated me for that whore,oh no!
you love her,thats what you use to shout
and you are so proud
that she is dating with you,but she's a whore,not a trophy
macking her,its easier than watching pornography,
you are loving a bitch who distribute her contact
for phone sex
and u can't see the things right,cause you are hen-pecked
she's a north-western
bitch,who always have her ass turned,
to all who are rich,nd is always ready to have some cash earned
trieng every think she had learned
on the dick
i dont know
the reason you are loving this whore for,
u knw?she is engaged with four more
stupid punks like you,you are nothing but a game-point in her Score board
you think i was also in love and you win the race,
i dont feel for her,but i feel for your friendship,
i have pain,and i dont know how to End this,
you fucked our friendship for a Chick's lust,
Thats a mistake you are doing,it will leave you Lick Nuts,
i dont know wether to call it sexualy caused Disgust
or It Just
a Sick lust
you Prick must
know that This Lust
can make yo Dick Bust
its realy absurd,dont you find any other bitch in This World,
Now if you'll respond,you'll yoself make the Shit Worst,
i will find you stupid Bitch First,
than will push a cucumber inside yo Shit-Duct,
my bitch is sexy,we both know that She's Hot,
but you will find her hotter,cause cucumber will hit yo G-Spot,
before ending i want to tell you some news shit,
i still have with me her Nude pics,
my pet dog jacky,licking her Huge tits,
you are proudly fucking her pussy,caus e u dont know my jacky had used it,
well go n clean yo dirty nose with that hoe's brazzers,where her boob sits,
chew her used up tooth picks,
iphone app, click "maps"
type, "philly badlands"
then google, "how to act"
hop the el to Somerset
cop works, five sets
walk down the Ave to C street
see young papi bout that heat
14 bag bundles for a hundo
stashed in an asscrack for safe keep
double time the step game
past the trap house
to the old factory
go in around back
kick a square to the ol head
for an alcohol swab and fresh cap
5o cent for a bottled water
split the wax bag,give a quick tap
two to start, put them in the cap
40 cc of water
pull the plunger from the rigs back
rub the black rubber
no need for a burner
that china white got Spanish fly
touched down behind Sterner
avenue, where the revenue
is one hundred percent strung out white boys
pawning off the last of their sinews
type, "philly badlands"
then google, "how to act"
hop the el to Somerset
cop works, five sets
walk down the Ave to C street
see young papi bout that heat
14 bag bundles for a hundo
stashed in an asscrack for safe keep
double time the step game
past the trap house
to the old factory
go in around back
kick a square to the ol head
for an alcohol swab and fresh cap
5o cent for a bottled water
split the wax bag,give a quick tap
two to start, put them in the cap
40 cc of water
pull the plunger from the rigs back
rub the black rubber
no need for a burner
that china white got Spanish fly
touched down behind Sterner
avenue, where the revenue
is one hundred percent strung out white boys
pawning off the last of their sinews
Anonymous
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Dreaming Of Reality
If only
my dreams
could show me
reality
you'd hold me
endlessly
on some boat
way out at sea
I'd do anything
to be
in your life
but openly
stretch your arms
extremities
hold my palms
legitimately
walk for yards
down
the front street
so where are
you
why can't
we be
anything
like this , I'm beat
as it's ripping me
to bits
is there something
wrong
with me
it's been going
on for weeks
is there something
I have missed.
'cause I just
can't figure it
is there a bigger
picture here
that you're frightened of
my dear
but you lighten up
these nights
where all else
is unclear , of , dark holed
and stark , dingy
where echoeing dogs
exist barking
you make
all of this
seem like a nothing
you take away
lifes shit
with a shovel
then dump it
you quell the hell
within
and fuck up
then thump them
boring shelves standing
of nothing but
mundane
you make me appear
to be , alive again
we look so real
like we're
an item
so why do you
fear , ever
becoming one
I'm up against a wall
adding up to a nothing
deflation hits
my ball
so there's
no more rolling
I keep coming
undone
lika a loser , loose
shoestring
that causes steps
to fall
from a constant
bad tripping
I want you , now
see
c'mon and
answer me
then we can
hopefully
be the If only
that happens
in my dreams
that could show me
reality .
If only
my dreams
could show me
reality
you'd hold me
endlessly
on some boat
way out at sea
I'd do anything
to be
in your life
but openly
stretch your arms
extremities
hold my palms
legitimately
walk for yards
down
the front street
so where are
you
why can't
we be
anything
like this , I'm beat
as it's ripping me
to bits
is there something
wrong
with me
it's been going
on for weeks
is there something
I have missed.
'cause I just
can't figure it
is there a bigger
picture here
that you're frightened of
my dear
but you lighten up
these nights
where all else
is unclear , of , dark holed
and stark , dingy
where echoeing dogs
exist barking
you make
all of this
seem like a nothing
you take away
lifes shit
with a shovel
then dump it
you quell the hell
within
and fuck up
then thump them
boring shelves standing
of nothing but
mundane
you make me appear
to be , alive again
we look so real
like we're
an item
so why do you
fear , ever
becoming one
I'm up against a wall
adding up to a nothing
deflation hits
my ball
so there's
no more rolling
I keep coming
undone
lika a loser , loose
shoestring
that causes steps
to fall
from a constant
bad tripping
I want you , now
see
c'mon and
answer me
then we can
hopefully
be the If only
that happens
in my dreams
that could show me
reality .
FIRE FLOW
Dear Flow God's
I need a soul charge
Something that's super hard
Turn flames into bars
And leaves shit chard
Amen
Are you with me?
Test, test
This ain't no test
Its extreme stress
Created on my brain
From minimal rest
So bow down
You're in the presences of the best
Were you from?
Nowhere bitch,
I don't even exist
But nice guess
I only come with tight ass shit
Nothing less
And you just walked into
The Red-zone without your vest
Now this lyrical lead
Gonna rip you to shreds
And turn your head to mist
When this shit hits
Your brain... OWE...nice catch
But he didn't know it
As soon as this lyric connected
His head exploded
Bustin 50 cal. lyrics
Ive been quoted
And voted the creepiest writer
With the hottest fire
To spit this shit you so badly desire
I'm a live wire
With the motives to conspire
Injuries on my enemies
Call me a liar
Justin "Venom" Waddle ® ©
Dear Flow God's
I need a soul charge
Something that's super hard
Turn flames into bars
And leaves shit chard
Amen
Are you with me?
Test, test
This ain't no test
Its extreme stress
Created on my brain
From minimal rest
So bow down
You're in the presences of the best
Were you from?
Nowhere bitch,
I don't even exist
But nice guess
I only come with tight ass shit
Nothing less
And you just walked into
The Red-zone without your vest
Now this lyrical lead
Gonna rip you to shreds
And turn your head to mist
When this shit hits
Your brain... OWE...nice catch
But he didn't know it
As soon as this lyric connected
His head exploded
Bustin 50 cal. lyrics
Ive been quoted
And voted the creepiest writer
With the hottest fire
To spit this shit you so badly desire
I'm a live wire
With the motives to conspire
Injuries on my enemies
Call me a liar
Justin "Venom" Waddle ® ©
LYRICAL TRIPPIN'
Lyrical trippin'
Gangsta pimpin'
Y'all mother fuckers
Feel everything Ive written
These words get y'all's attention
For my intentions
Is to use them as weapons
To build up the tension
Then let em snap
While you on your knees
I got you caught in a lyrical position
Not to mention
This is lyrical pimpin'
And you just took a lyrical whippin'
Look what you got yourself caught up in
This ain't new shit
Boy
It's a movement
And I'm gonna run thru it
Like I would your whole click
With a AR-15
And a drum clip
Just for the fuck of it
Cause y'all needed to be checked
Like a set-trip
This is some more shit
Brought to you by
The Lyrical Gangsta Discipleship
Justin "Venom" Waddle ® ©
TRY ME
Hardcore for sure
Fuck around
And start a poetry war
My mind stays twisted
And I stay wishin'
I could catch my name being mentioned
Or run across one these walls
Where it's written
You won't here me bitchin'
Or catch me trippin'
If you was standing beside me
U might catch my jaw twitchin'
Then you'll see some flames blazin'
From an assassination being written
You'll go from good to a victim
In just a split second
As I lock you down
Into a lyrical submission
With a criminal intention
Of ridding you of all that
Triflin' trick shit
And from up here
Where I'm sittin'
It won't take me long
To expose your position
Then I'll put u in a situation
With so much friction and tension
Giving you no choice
But to face me in an altercation
Then burn your bitch ass up
For frontin'
In front of the whole nation
°°° Justin Waddle °°°
Hardcore for sure
Fuck around
And start a poetry war
My mind stays twisted
And I stay wishin'
I could catch my name being mentioned
Or run across one these walls
Where it's written
You won't here me bitchin'
Or catch me trippin'
If you was standing beside me
U might catch my jaw twitchin'
Then you'll see some flames blazin'
From an assassination being written
You'll go from good to a victim
In just a split second
As I lock you down
Into a lyrical submission
With a criminal intention
Of ridding you of all that
Triflin' trick shit
And from up here
Where I'm sittin'
It won't take me long
To expose your position
Then I'll put u in a situation
With so much friction and tension
Giving you no choice
But to face me in an altercation
Then burn your bitch ass up
For frontin'
In front of the whole nation
°°° Justin Waddle °°°
SIDESHOW
I lost my mind
My brain fell out of my head
Got you contemplating suicide
From some the shit I said
Digging into your brain
And into your head
Like a Mortition
After they announced your dead
Don't get it twisted
It is what is
This ain't The Muppet Babies
Its Simon Say's
And Simon said
Open your mouth bitch
And give my barrel some head
U can spit if you want to
But you swallowin some lead
And dental dam
Cant stop this shit
From comein out my hand
Opening up your skull
And painting the whole wall red
So sit back hoe
Enjoy the flo
Your the opening act
To my homicidal side show
°°° Justin Waddle °°°
I lost my mind
My brain fell out of my head
Got you contemplating suicide
From some the shit I said
Digging into your brain
And into your head
Like a Mortition
After they announced your dead
Don't get it twisted
It is what is
This ain't The Muppet Babies
Its Simon Say's
And Simon said
Open your mouth bitch
And give my barrel some head
U can spit if you want to
But you swallowin some lead
And dental dam
Cant stop this shit
From comein out my hand
Opening up your skull
And painting the whole wall red
So sit back hoe
Enjoy the flo
Your the opening act
To my homicidal side show
°°° Justin Waddle °°°
I AM RAP
This shit gettin old
Motherfucker
I know you hear me boy
Always lookin for something
To try and fill a void
You damn right
I'm feelin trapped
I'm starting to get annoyed
You playing sides
Like its a game
Motherfucker this aint a toy
You damn right
This shits tight
Its meant to destroy
A clan of hintchmen
On stand by
Waiting to be deployed
It aint nothin
To catch you leavin'
Hit you with shots
And leave your soul bleedin'
This is soul snatchin
By the king of killa lyric's
Got your whole click captive
This whiteboy stays strap
Fuck what you thought
Bitch I am rap!
°°°Justin Waddle °°°
This shit gettin old
Motherfucker
I know you hear me boy
Always lookin for something
To try and fill a void
You damn right
I'm feelin trapped
I'm starting to get annoyed
You playing sides
Like its a game
Motherfucker this aint a toy
You damn right
This shits tight
Its meant to destroy
A clan of hintchmen
On stand by
Waiting to be deployed
It aint nothin
To catch you leavin'
Hit you with shots
And leave your soul bleedin'
This is soul snatchin
By the king of killa lyric's
Got your whole click captive
This whiteboy stays strap
Fuck what you thought
Bitch I am rap!
°°°Justin Waddle °°°
Anonymous
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Anonymous
<< post removed >>
Old Flesh To New
I throwback Jager
Flesh I must have some but none for later
Passing party favors to all ya neighbors
Statistically
A cannibal in the work of mystic wizardry
Whose reading this seriously feeling me
Where I rest is not home
Dark ball wax walls and a ceiling that's a dome
Is where I reside in
The sky is never ending whirlwinds
Hurdling over planets
So I'm pretty sure I can crush you in the palm of my hand bitch
Stamina that matches a tarantula
And if I ever get stepped on
I will turn into the almighty God
Make you crawl over the burning asphalt, shit
This is what you asked for
A demon in its final form
I could tell ya whose next to do the bombing
But to be honest
That's info the weak folk must not know
Trap you in a pine box no peep holes its sealed closed
Locked myself behind a cellar door
Waiting for hell and more got hell a bored
Escaped
I have the will break the necks of
Anything that slithers like a snake that's a heads up
I would grab you and squeeze until your pores bleed
I never let up
Jedi mind
Plus I got a million lives have not wasted one
Ancient still not aged a bit and I been here since time begun
The verbal Ebola
My presence alone would hurt culture
With the inner beast to go blood like soft drinks
Perfectly obsolete
Speed agility and never really breath
Half being that can imitate a zombie
Gods inside me limitless
My brain picture the image less
Its not hard to tell we are different
My sixth sense is omniscient
The only living Magician to clone women
I'm No Gimmick
Manipulate the earth you're on in one sentence
Tampered with damn words til' I made the fourth dimension
Everyday I invent, the killer effect
No disrespect, I don't like mankind
I throwback Jager
Flesh I must have some but none for later
Passing party favors to all ya neighbors
Statistically
A cannibal in the work of mystic wizardry
Whose reading this seriously feeling me
Where I rest is not home
Dark ball wax walls and a ceiling that's a dome
Is where I reside in
The sky is never ending whirlwinds
Hurdling over planets
So I'm pretty sure I can crush you in the palm of my hand bitch
Stamina that matches a tarantula
And if I ever get stepped on
I will turn into the almighty God
Make you crawl over the burning asphalt, shit
This is what you asked for
A demon in its final form
I could tell ya whose next to do the bombing
But to be honest
That's info the weak folk must not know
Trap you in a pine box no peep holes its sealed closed
Locked myself behind a cellar door
Waiting for hell and more got hell a bored
Escaped
I have the will break the necks of
Anything that slithers like a snake that's a heads up
I would grab you and squeeze until your pores bleed
I never let up
Jedi mind
Plus I got a million lives have not wasted one
Ancient still not aged a bit and I been here since time begun
The verbal Ebola
My presence alone would hurt culture
With the inner beast to go blood like soft drinks
Perfectly obsolete
Speed agility and never really breath
Half being that can imitate a zombie
Gods inside me limitless
My brain picture the image less
Its not hard to tell we are different
My sixth sense is omniscient
The only living Magician to clone women
I'm No Gimmick
Manipulate the earth you're on in one sentence
Tampered with damn words til' I made the fourth dimension
Everyday I invent, the killer effect
No disrespect, I don't like mankind
OuterHeaven
Grenades handy enough to efface
Try to evade I'll catch you every time
A Krueger dream state
Magicians a 5th dimension of endless
Witness a new type of sickness
when the pen is gripped with in
My hands skin, anti elapsing
receptiveness and the will to let it get
Up to here to this point
Took six years and plenty joints
Now all I want is revenge
In trees hunting til the evening
Compress the nonsense
I am a make shift for hatred
Isolated, Dilated pupils
Thoughts and reality are not neutral
Warning Skeptics Im an infection
And
There is no god practicing for a vaccine
To stop the flesh eating half being
The eagerness to relieve this shit
Not allotted enough minuets To paint what was intended
Plus every day seems very strange
My brains state is decaying at the same pace since I wrote my first line in eighth grade
Hand of God, when I write,but thats be cause I'm partly on
Liquid acid drops,
The gifted astronaut
Stuck in the matrix, A circle with only fake hints
Best believe the recipe thats in the pot settling
Is everything a human shouldn't come in contact with
Unnatural gift, Now all I need to acquire is patients
Sleeping in someone elses basement just waiting
For the perfect moment, Turn into serpent omen
Hurt and curse then keep earth frozen
Grenades handy enough to efface
Try to evade I'll catch you every time
A Krueger dream state
Magicians a 5th dimension of endless
Witness a new type of sickness
when the pen is gripped with in
My hands skin, anti elapsing
receptiveness and the will to let it get
Up to here to this point
Took six years and plenty joints
Now all I want is revenge
In trees hunting til the evening
Compress the nonsense
I am a make shift for hatred
Isolated, Dilated pupils
Thoughts and reality are not neutral
Warning Skeptics Im an infection
And
There is no god practicing for a vaccine
To stop the flesh eating half being
The eagerness to relieve this shit
Not allotted enough minuets To paint what was intended
Plus every day seems very strange
My brains state is decaying at the same pace since I wrote my first line in eighth grade
Hand of God, when I write,but thats be cause I'm partly on
Liquid acid drops,
The gifted astronaut
Stuck in the matrix, A circle with only fake hints
Best believe the recipe thats in the pot settling
Is everything a human shouldn't come in contact with
Unnatural gift, Now all I need to acquire is patients
Sleeping in someone elses basement just waiting
For the perfect moment, Turn into serpent omen
Hurt and curse then keep earth frozen
The Ridiculous Lyricist
Oh it’s lyrical warfare …. !?!
Well i’m the eagle who dares
to fly straight into lairs
where armed forces get scared
i’m that … true school warrior
who’ll penetrate your cornea …
hear this … cos I’m warning ya …. !!!!
It’s time for you to listen ….
lyricism terrorism …
is simply what i’m bringing
with incisions on your vision
from inscriptions of precision
I’ll take you and your division
to a mission filled with friction ….
your prescription of conscription’s …
gonna be your last addition …
cos … when I’ve finished dissin’
you’ll have no pot to ... piss in …
I’ll hit ya like a .....
Wall Street Crash
strip you down
of all ya cash
then like that
jus like the flash
I’m gone and back
with more attacks
leave ya … so ya ….
people ... see ya ...
like kneivel
broke & feeble
then i’ll break ya …
and castrate ya …
leave ya time
to meet ya maker
words you rhyme
prove you’re a faker
I’m the …. Premier … manager
lyrical damager ….
don’t you know bro …. whoooaaa ….
you just another rap amateur
you rhyme anorexic
like …. Terri Hatcher ….
step back son
before my wordplay slaps ya …
cos yes … I’m the one
that Keanu couldn’t batter
Mr Smith couldn’t fix
your obvious glitch
a lyricist …
whose lyrics miss ….
every …. target …
Huh … this to me
is just internet chit
but trust in this ….
when I … drop lyrics
it’s the dopest fix
you’ll ... EVER ... hit
beyond your … usual …
little prick ….. !!!
I’m the warrior who …
battles for kicks
but don’t be fooled
I come prepared …..
Believe …. Hell yeah ….
for …..
“Lyrical Warfare !!!!!”
The Ridiculous Lyricist
written by Big Virge
18/11/2010
Oh it’s lyrical warfare …. !?!
Well i’m the eagle who dares
to fly straight into lairs
where armed forces get scared
i’m that … true school warrior
who’ll penetrate your cornea …
hear this … cos I’m warning ya …. !!!!
It’s time for you to listen ….
lyricism terrorism …
is simply what i’m bringing
with incisions on your vision
from inscriptions of precision
I’ll take you and your division
to a mission filled with friction ….
your prescription of conscription’s …
gonna be your last addition …
cos … when I’ve finished dissin’
you’ll have no pot to ... piss in …
I’ll hit ya like a .....
Wall Street Crash
strip you down
of all ya cash
then like that
jus like the flash
I’m gone and back
with more attacks
leave ya … so ya ….
people ... see ya ...
like kneivel
broke & feeble
then i’ll break ya …
and castrate ya …
leave ya time
to meet ya maker
words you rhyme
prove you’re a faker
I’m the …. Premier … manager
lyrical damager ….
don’t you know bro …. whoooaaa ….
you just another rap amateur
you rhyme anorexic
like …. Terri Hatcher ….
step back son
before my wordplay slaps ya …
cos yes … I’m the one
that Keanu couldn’t batter
Mr Smith couldn’t fix
your obvious glitch
a lyricist …
whose lyrics miss ….
every …. target …
Huh … this to me
is just internet chit
but trust in this ….
when I … drop lyrics
it’s the dopest fix
you’ll ... EVER ... hit
beyond your … usual …
little prick ….. !!!
I’m the warrior who …
battles for kicks
but don’t be fooled
I come prepared …..
Believe …. Hell yeah ….
for …..
“Lyrical Warfare !!!!!”
The Ridiculous Lyricist
written by Big Virge
18/11/2010
