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I'll pick up the slack...
I'm a ways from the earth ,
it looks gorgeous ,
I'm in a powerful ship ,
this is my fortress ,
I've been sent by a warlock and a sorceress ,
To make the frame of war like a Michaelangelo portrait ,
To send the grapes of wrath at my foes till they forfeit ,
To break into the skin of a chick like a bad toilet ,
I've seen planets that look residual and formless ,
With land too scarce to divide or even warrent
next rhyme: Land Rover
Last edited by Soar Kaid; December 21st, 2020 at 07:07 PM
You goin feel like god owes you heaven when the knife enters your chest ,
Before you die you scuffle on the ground like Tekken Tag Tournament's best
- Silk Da Hinn aka Kingz Diamond
A bad owner... I got my dog a jet pack, I’m like “land, Rover!”
I strapped a van motor to my nan’s sofa and made her my damned chauffeur.
Dodge Viper? no but I broke in my dad’s Skoda and hid tranq’ed cobras.
On road looking like a grand poser in a tan boater with bland loafers and a dank odour.
Got stopped by the cops, and said my driving’s just as bad sober.
Nah occifer, I ain’t drunk, it’s a hangover.
Yeah I’m aware I ran a man over, but it wasn’t my fault, it’s the, uh, flange rotor.
I pranked Joker, shook his canned soda.
I spammed Yoda. I throw gang signs like it’s hand yoga.
Next rhyme: tantamount
Last edited by Virbius; December 22nd, 2020 at 10:24 AM
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I don't know what the talk of me being gangsta bout,
I take selfies with my dog for Instagram n pout,
I know I used to be indecisive, but now I'm having doubts,
I think Christmas is a germ n fick dich Santa Klaus,
Bleach by the bed is pretty standard now,
Some patches yellow, some patches brown,
How many consecutive days can you flip a mattress round?
Plastic sheets - that's a shout,
I'll get one off Amazon, maybe a couple cans of oust,
In the meantime I'm just glad I found there's an adult version of pampers out
Next rhyme: Twice daily
I spark a big spliff about twice daily.
And something like ten times a night maybe.
Eh, tryna recap my weed sack... it’s quite hazy.
Fucked on drugs at the family lunch, tryna slice gravy.
While my mum’s tryna divert attention with iced pastries,
I vomit on it and then say the wine’s tasty.
My nan’s like “oh he was such a nice baby”.
My grandad saying grace, like, “Christ save me!”.
I’m sitting so zombified they tryna Skype Haiti for advice lately.
I quite like Spice... in a pipe, mainly.
I consider considering beginning something productive... as quite hasty.
I define ‘safety’ as living my life crazy, coz any day anything might slay me, but it’s fine as long as I die bravely.
I mean, that at least sounds like something wise I can cite, vaguely..?
I pick bright daisies for fine ladies then whip out my dick and recite Shady.
On road getting right wavy... that’s why I like my Nikes navy.
I keep my trainers pristine... coz I’m quite lazy.
I keep on cyphering even when I’m out of ideas and the rhyme’s shaky...
Uh, yeah, no, I should probably... uh...
Next rhyme: expedition
Last edited by Virbius; December 22nd, 2020 at 08:55 PM
I went dimethyltryppin on an expedition,
Had the devil slapped out me like an exorcism,
Came back with a conscience & respect for women,
Now I know to nod my head at least pretend to listen,
I'm all for giving bitches recognition, go feminism,
Did Dastardly & Muttley ever get the pigeon?
I was watching TV at the weekend n chillin when I had this great idea: television,
My memory's getting worse but my dementia isn't,
Times tickin for my brain, check the wisdom,
When I lose my marbles I'll forget to miss em,
Describe myself in 3 words? Defined, by definition,
Favourite hobby, repetition,
Favourite hobby, repetition,
Unless you know something I don't, making it to deaths the mission,
So when they tell me I've got a health condition I look back laughing like I'm reminiscing
Next rhyme: Skywalker
On road looking like Skywalker with Nike Jordans.
I never drink drive, I get high and fly saucers.
I call wine ‘water’.
I claim I rent a ‘pent’house... it’s just a hut with five corners.
The feds checked my web searches... I said I’m a crime author.
My therapist said to give my life purpose, but he was a light talker...
So now I’m still sociopathic, plus I’ve got a live porpoise.
What the fuck am I supposed to do with that?
It’s quite awkward.
I tried a second therapist, ‘cept the bitch was a slight drawler...
She said to find purpose... I thought she said to fight paupers.
Worked pretty well though.
Now I’m a fine brawler.
I said I stay awake late... she said to make my nights shorter...
This time I’d heard the words correctly, never been quite surer...
So I hired an army of midgets on horseback to fight borders.
Dumb as fuck. I try to use the dishwasher to make pies warmer.
I think the oven’s a mice sauna.
I always do the right things, but never in the right order.
I tried to find God, heard that Christ’s ballers were quite raucous.
Now I’m tryna find Cthulhu, night diving from pike trawlers.
Next rhyme: Lovecraft
Last edited by Virbius; December 23rd, 2020 at 12:52 PM
That shit was funny virb, I just laughed,
Reading it - not laborious - but got my mum gassed,
My writings only fucked up as my face is, Lovecraft,
I'm not sayin either of us ugly, we just look daft,
Would Diz have punched Dose if Dose had punched Math?
To quote Shakespeare, I not but one solitary fuck hath,
If it's more than 12 inches long, it's not a foot path,
Moses had his snake out in front of a burning bush - LAD,
All my tinder profile says is "rotund shaft",
Oar-some, test ya boy-n-see why they call me Young Raft
Next Rhyme: Sunday school
I sit and do fuck all, religiously... Sunday’s cool.
I layer Blue Gelato, Strawberry Cough, Cookie Kush... sundae school.
I use Sub Zero finishing moves to keep my sundaes cool.
On road rocking my mum’s grey shawl to hide a bloodstained maul.
On road in robes, proposing gunblade duels.
“Why ain’t some cunt say this runway’s one-way y’all?”
I like the high... that’s why I huff plane fuel.
Fucking with the board... I shun game rules.
My science teacher told me... “acting dumb ain’t cool”.
I said... “ I don’t take life advice from a mundane fool”.
He said... “who the fuck just drunk the substrate pool?!”
It was me.
Shit’s got a kick like an untamed mule.
I take duct tape spools to fun date calls.
Some dates call for Plumbbase tools.
I’m too creative... some say cruel.
I love hate’s thrall.
Jung ain’t cool...
My favourite writer’s my dumb mate Paul.
He ain’t even literate, just straight scrawls.
If it ain’t very merry, have a just ‘safe’ Yule.
Next rhyme: personalised
yo virb that sub zero line was nice!
You goin feel like god owes you heaven when the knife enters your chest ,
Before you die you scuffle on the ground like Tekken Tag Tournament's best
- Silk Da Hinn aka Kingz Diamond
Multi cultural raver, catch me wearing a personalised turban with lights,
I'll turn up at your place of work in a shirt n a tie,
Like "Sir, it's your wife. She's not hurt, she's alright, she's just got a little bit of sperm in her eyes"
"Sperm in her eyes?!"
"Yes, sperm in her eyes"
"Well who the fucks got sperm in her eyes?"
"Your wife, Sir, for the 3rd fucking time, your wife's got a little bit of sperm in her eyes"
They sow the superficial seeds in which suburbia thrives,
Create a colour coded canvas but stay preferring the whites,
They watch us germin-ate and so diversely arise,
The house of wettin acht like they don't want the return of the Reich,
Not sure if I could've taken a more tangential turn if I tried,
I don't know if I'm concerned or surprised,
Wanna pizza me? They're vocals weak so no ones heard of their rhymes,
N my voice cut through the bass like circular knives,
I'll surgically slice the curve of ya spine n then burn you alive while your learning to drive
Next rhyme: Scatter Brained
I act scatterbrained and make erratic claims like my lack of a hat’s to blame,
Or I’m fine and it’s everyone else who’s acting strange.
Some of the shit he says, it makes me think my cat’s insane,
So we perform Rorschach tests with my mattress stains.
I stand in a cannon’s aim, dodging dagger blades, huffing gas grenades.
So scatterbrained I drop random names, like, fuck Branson’s fame,
Glad to train with Bags today like I’m Cassius Clay.
I’m at that mansion stage, with a massive fam like Manson made,
I’m-alone in a bar, Ted Danson’s claim,
Snort the Stardust off the cover of Aladdin Sane,
Until I’m dropped in a box like an act of Blaine’s.
I’m so scatterbrained...
My death’ll prolly match Cobain’s.
Damn.
Ain't that a shame.
This an image meant to manage pain like the mask of Bane.
No acts of hate, my natural state’s more ‘namaste’.
Next rhyme: elemental
This threads crazy slept on, the rest are mental,
Sometimes I couldn't find life less eventful if I was non-existential,
Self-neglectful, couldn't give a fuck about my health in general so I treat my body like a Volkswagen Jetta rental,
Takin Methampresidential to an extra level,
Write so hard I brought a second pencil,
Retarded, when I piss on em with the lead it's special, the pee be so dense it counts as heavy metal,
Straight outta -30 miles northwest of Pendle and I still remember KY saying crededentials
Next Rhyme: Taking the mick
I’m always taking the mick, I’m taking it like it arranged for a trip,
I take it too far, over vales and cliffs, maybe Spain for a bit, or away to get with Arabian chicks.
I’ve been socially distant since my days in the crib,
I stand out from the crowd, coz I’m blatantly sick.
My neighbour’s a prick, I’m pained to admit his complaints are legit,
I got everybody in a hundred mile radius miffed.
My bars are on some radiant shit, I’m raving with lit uranium sticks.
I tried getting high off of radium hits, tried to get waved off the waves it emits.
My first language ain’t English, it’s alien glyphs.
I’m replacing the whip with a sapient ship, driverless tech but it’s crazy as shit,
Made from a kit, it’s prone to road rage and tries racing the pigs.
I’m type of sniper to aim from the hip, with grenades in his grip,
Most emcees tryna aim for a hit; I’mma do extra damage, I make it a crit.
If a bitch ain’t give brain, I leave craniums split.
I’m the GOAT which pagans depict.
I’m on road surrounded by ravens an’ shit,
Repping my ends, but I came from abyss,
On the up and up, since I was raised in a pit.
I’m like some shit from Iranian myths;
A monstrous god with a snake for a dick.
I’m trippin’... too lazy for lacing my kicks.
Satan’s a bitch. Jesus tried to save me a fish, I was like ‘nah cuz where’s the gravy and chips?’
I shake hands with police... with human remains on my mitts.
I cause the reaper so much work I gave him a tip.
Next rhyme: encyclopaedic knowledge
Last edited by Virbius; January 27th, 2021 at 06:35 PM
Mirror finish, fresh shine it's clean n polished,
Think the straps fake, then I'll just squeeze n pop it,
when it rings, them fly, it's beef with sonic,
Buck-n teach em like encyclopaedic knowledge,
I bet Wallace gets high on cheese with gromit,
My goldfish died, I'm sure they said I could feed him porridge,
Stay honest n poor, spend life believing prophets,
Or get rich snakin, then die n meet Apophis,
Btw - go get my mixtape - Westlife are featured on it
Next Rhyme: Gourmet Krokodil
I was cooking gourmet krokodil in a four-stage copper still, when law came from atop a hill, but they all stayed, stopped and chilled.
My porn name’s Dollar Bill.
I snort ‘caine in mobsterville.
Hey is Soar Kaid conscious still?
Got a short blade but I long to kill.
I’m living on quorn, grain, bongs and pills.
I treat my court cases as concert thrills.
I take judges to all-day lobster grills.
Next rhyme: teleporter
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