The battle of comments from the Poem "stick and stone" by MDT

 
Written on 26th August 2011 6:45pm by goodest

now im a peaceful God-Fearing man
but at da same time da bullies shud undastand
intimidate me...o hell no...neva
aint no way dis kuntry boy wud let ya
God Made us all da same so i can bleed jus like u
jus try me & we can c if it is tru
& im not a bully....i dont even try 2 b badass
but i wil defend me & mine until i take da very last
breath of air dat dis body can endure
& aint no quit n me so b redy 2 go da distance & dats 4 sure....

Written on 26th August 2011 7:31pm by MDT   

Twas when i was a child
And i did fight back wild
ten against one, the fright was won
but the fight ive one
with the memory of those nasty boys
the bruises all gone
But the memory remain of their callous ploys.
And how they attack a soul that was so pure
its their own kharma they must now endure

Written on 26th August 2011 7:49pm by goodest

such a Beautiful retort
now its my turn jus like a sport
& bac & forth we can go
bcuz of da truth dat dey wil neva no
& dat is all debts must b payed
bcuz karmas a bitch who refuses 2 get played.

Written on 27th August 2011 5:14pm. Last modified on 27th August 2011 5:54pm by MDT
  
retort sport    
as i sort the words u snort    
lets let the high set in    
now ready to begin    
absorb my game on grin    
enthrall ur self in my starry surprise    
once u blink, twice u think,  
typos or smudged ink    
my words in ur cerebrum sink    
expand and kink
your thought instinct.
 
Concentrate, intimidate    
dont jump the gun    
slow mo it begun    
squint, sweat, heart in hand    
sprint,cue,jump, and land    
into an alphabetic pit    
this is it,    
anticipate    
congratulate    
the end result    
the fate is win or insult?    
lungs inflate or tears of salt?    
   
     
Bounce the words all around    
double dribble scribble    
and out of bound,its got the wrong sound  
pass the verse to me    
I catch the phrase and punch in the key  
read as i score some more    
rebound and 3 pointers    
1:son 2: ur spun 3: ive won    
The game is on    
Play Kharma's song  
the victorious shan't prolong,  
so  
let me introduce to you    
Fresh and new    
raw and street;  
the athlete    
of Iambic beat.

Written on 27th August 2011 5:53pm by goodest
once again im bac n
it aint no trend
u r my friend
thru thic & thin
2 da end
tryn not 2 sin
but if u bend
u mite feel me deepenin
& u cant pretend
dat da words i mend
wont defend
da joy dat verses lend
so we both win
& now we spin
thru worldwinds
on weed & gin
jus like we r kin
or rimpy & sten
so hold ur chin
& protect ur shin
& Beautiful skin
bcuz i kilt it jus den....

Written on 27th August 2011 6:53pm. Last modified on 27th August 2011 6:54pm by MDT   

you killed it for sure
i see your words splattered on the floor
as they seep deep to creep into
a lump in ur throat  
these lines rock ur boat
clutch release how they tease
Shift up full gear
T-78 turbo full throttle
drink the
words pouring from the gin bottle
how they jingle in the glass
structured rhymes in the scent of grass  
toke that rare strain
and entertain
your words
that were slain
by my piercing verses
I roll it, light it and blow it to ur face
inhale the thrill
of my
my lyrical skill
no callous curses just a
harmless, thoughtless, chuckle  
Up in smoke,so we burn
this lyrical battle