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Not one of you weeds seems to realize I'm
the rowan tree your poetry is cold beneath, so lift your weeping eyes:
peep the ruby fruit that I'm producing, jewels gleaming bright
Spring is nigh; I can't help but bloom and you can't see the sky
until the breeze moves me. I let some light to earth
cuz I ain't one to stunt the newbies; they need that fresh azure
to help their feeble breath and roots sink, turn their dreams lucid;
delusions of climbing to any height near mine to see-through shit.
Notice my purpose and my argument against you,
how crystal clear it's worded; brisk the service meant to rinse you
in waterfallin', uncontaminated, ice-cold truth
Dip a toe in - your skin's exploding into gold goose
the way I bump it; sent the shivers up and down your neck
I'll jump this battle, hump it; really wet it if it come protected
and sufficiently erect. Won't let it finish. Funny, is it?...
total time I spent on this was probably 20 minutes.

Bring it up to 21
because I got the 60 seconds and my homework's done.
Not low-effort; I just got this muscle memory,
I streamline my dominance with everybody listening.

Bring it up to 21
because I got the 60 seconds and my homework's done.
Not low-effort; I just got this muscle memory:
my spit's the quiz to see who recognizes victory.
rowantree
Written by rowantree
(Rowan E.)
Published
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A rap battle submission.
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