Originally Posted by king recklezz
Your words seem the worst seen, observe these and learn please,
You rap like you're thirteen and that was your first scheme.
Talking about "20 mill" before you've made a twenty yet,
All you've made are empty threats and messy texts. Wait..
Hope that ain't your very best..
Peace be with you every step but might not have that many left.
Why they call him reckless king?
Starting a battle he can never win.
Oh.
It's King Recklezz..
So recklezz he could write a five minute rap in like six seconds,
And not care if there's no skill or wit present. What?
King Reckless..
So reckless he'll serve a whole damn verse as one big sentence.
Big sentence they give felons since kid mentioned he grips weapons.
Smith Wessons. It's King Reckless..
So reckless, heard he frequently skips breakfast.
So recklezz he'll use 'z's instead of 's's and switch letters
..at his leisure.
..It's king recklezz.
Have to flip, match the kings and double down don't cash the chips.
The closest he comes to punctuation are the asterisks.
Reckless and it adds to risk, that's the thing;
His violent verse'll only damage him..
Your work reminds me of.. the vital playlists of Miles Davis..
Not that I admire you, but you'd go Kinda Blue if you tried to say it.
Do they call him a 'King' for the force of his rapping..?
Nah when his friends said attempts were 'wrecks' he thought it was latin.
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Haha Great stuff as always. I'm laughing uncontrollably for no reason but I liked this part: Originally Posted by _SBU
"Said you wouldn't mention guns. then you mentioned guns.
Now if I say I ain't gonna kill you then you'd better run."
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Yall think you spit sick
that aint slick
getting destroyed by lyrical tricks
while you weak pricks
dont find freestyle to be instinsic
yea theese skills are instincts
all overrated like n-sync
i'll quit now cuz i'm not trying to be a d*** -
okay so hey my mum got raped no need for sour grapes. Originally Posted by thestaypail
sorry your victim wasnt my mum next time i see you im taking out your tongue.
for the bullshit you talk. im hear to write poems your here to talk truth. your a rapist.... im in a great place playing scrabble with your mum about to get a goodbye kiss.
when i die im getting burnt just like the clap i caught from your mum hurt.... std youve got but ima
a rapper your not.
next time you think about typing maybe go out meet a girl you know instead of all the raping.
i know you and your stepdad have problems but leave the game alone it wont help the problem your getting bullied and molested and i cant consent to it so i hope he rips you a new hole cause your mouths infested. -
I'll admit _S, Originally Posted by _SBU
The closest thing to a battle I have right now is you.
I don't believe you tho, talking about killing and what not,
The only reason is...
When Mack had spit some neat barz,
You took a while to reply I know you had to think hard and write a lot,
Now..
Here you are threatening me?
To kill me at that?
Remind me of the last time you've seen one die...
Was it in high school?
You probably took it up and threw a five.
You not a killer SON,
You more of a look out man,
You got friends putting in work and telling you "look out man",
In return they give you nice flows and witty lines to put out man,
But now that it comes down to a real challenge and you need help...
There's no one to look out man.
Who said my intentions were that absurd?
To be "a hit in the hood"?
pssh
Round of applause everybody's laughing...
Bullets flying...
Now I got everybody dying.
This is a Over-view
It's just my...view,
You ain't gotta love it,
But I am better compared to you...
My barz can be broken down like a jigsaw puzzle,
My sh||t is raw,
You can have with-draws from it,
It's evident when I spit I go ham....even Islams love it.
Don't hide from this one _S,
Morpheus,
I'm swinging with more force than George Formans fist,
Yo let me torture him,
Finish you like I'm scorpion..
Get over here!!
I bet your already in fear,
My frozen stare have a polar bear be like "damn its cold in here"
Finish him?
Nah im not even close to being there...
Split your head in half like parting your hair,
Your not making a sound,
Your just as important as Henry Bowers without the beard...
If we were back in the days,
I'd be a f||cking lord,
Light a torch then I'm out in war,
Riding a horse thru the villages,
Swinging a whip with chains and thrones,
A knights sword made from a dinosaurs...Spinal cord,
Sharpened against a rhino's horn,
I'd be feared by that alone,
When I swing it, it sounds like a lions roar,
Drive it so deep in your core,
Lift you so high you can't even touch the floor,
Blood and organs pouring out looks like a child was born,
Imma say it again, f||ck talking about guns,
Ehh maybe I'm lying?
But with medieval weapons I'm giving C-sections.
What the f||ck did you strike me for?
Calling me out yet your performance was poor,
Well this is what you get for waving a pistol in a thunderstorm.
This is easy sh||t to do, easy for me hard for you,
But you were already dead before I started writing,
That's why I aimed at your head,
Cause the only way to kill a zombie is a headshot!
I learned that from the walking dead.
-Kyd B||tch -
I see you ALMOST wont this battle
but a prodigy's here so skedaddle
you think your long rhymes
can win all ur battle all the time
if I may be so kind as to remind
you of a day where you could freestyle okay
or worse a time where ur rhymes weren't judging the gays
when it comes time for you to die ill put you in a hearse and say
here lies a shame who couldn't get his *** in the game
without me you wouldn't have real competition
aren't you glad I came
- The Prodigy (under 2 minutes) -
Originally Posted by CrazyKydz
Well met.
Anyways..
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That was "Jigsaw puzzle" linguistics?
Gotta find the right-angles to begin with.
Jigsaw puzzle? yeah that was fun,
You'll get "broken down" and put in a box when I'm done.
Alright.. I ain't sayin' you're swine..
But think you "go ham"? that's a poor sign.
porcine.
Just a couple of straight up bars, like a pause sign;
Shoulda stopped there but you wrote more.. like..
"Knights sword made from a dinosaurs spinal cord"..?
for f***'s sake.
If you tried to swing that in a battle..
it'd just break.
Left your only hope smashed.. shattered..
I done had enough of bland rappers and back stabbers.
It's time for a "knights sword" in rhyme form.
..If I write more ..you'll spend nights awed.
This is "medieval weaponry" versus boring bars..
Thought he called me 'sun' so I jumped and swung a morningstar.
But he just called me "son", so I spun and swung a bastard sword.
Plainly this Kyd's Crazy but then maybe it's his father's fault.
Can't blame him for the way he is,
Can't blame him for the way he spits.
Plainly ain't the brainiest,
At least his lyrics made me think;
They made me think ..'lazy scripts.'
It's heavy.. I'm ready as Teddy in Scorsese's flick..
Won't contemplate a common fate, I'm not the same as Crazykydz.
Escaped the crib in 'eighty six and sunk a couple navy ships.
Brief mention.. "c-section" should be the right phrase..
Why raise a timeframe? this p ***y won't die-late.
"Hide" ey..? Forget a "c-section"..
wasn't born 'til they brought siege weapons.
They say I p** elixir and bleed venom.
Best come correct when thy liege beckons.
This isn't even temper sent to kill like decimation,
It's essential education. Crazykydz and maybe this is medication.
Seems his every neuron's crazy,
Thinking he's the new ron kray, see..
This isn't an "over view" you can understand.
Sent crazykydz to summer camp in wonderland.
Said I "hide" and walk away; no more to say;
you stall and stay; it's all the same.
I beat him and repeat it like a scene in "Walking Dead",
The way I'm taking off a corpse's head,
Mourning necks the morning nex',
All in-jest, like gorging flesh.
..
Said you learned that from the walking dead.. we're all impressed.
You always finish with the same five lines when you're forming text..
The slogan you chose, that's the worst rap to choose.
It's the worst plan to use, and I learned that from you.Last edited by _SBU; 03-07-2015 at 07:55 PM.
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Haha Nice... Originally Posted by _SBU
I told you that you're the closest thing to a battle I have now.....
I lied,
Wonder why?
You and I...
We don't coincide,
You were ONCE above, but now we side to side,
Necking for the finish line,
Now lets say for a second you died...
Along with your pride and assumptions that you're the best...
Who would be the greatest left?
Shoot your lips off next to my feet since you like to talk down on rappers,
I'll take you to the top where I'm at....
And well the rest is a cliff hanger,
I have pretty good grammar,
I mean I'm skilled with words,
Matter a fact my whole brain is filled with words,
Lyrically I'm one of the few who's this skilled and alert,
Royal treatment...you don't deserve,
Killing people like you... even at my worse,
Pedals under my feet even when I'm not driving,
Shots firing,
Blast _S,
Put his eyeballs in the ash tray,
Cops come to the scene singing amazing grace.
I mean enough tough talk eh?
Guns? My pet peeve,
Tecs put hole in your box like I'm tryna let your pet breath,
What's your last words gonna be,
"I'm not the same as Crazykydz"?
Set scene!!
"_S's funeral"
Every time I battle you....
Death is not optional,
What you gonna do?
Emphasize that it's not my "father's fault"?
Swing at me with a "morning star"?
What if I'm not up close?
What if I took your head off from afar?
You like making movie mentions,
I like to mention guns...
Blast from the shotgun leave a hole in your chest....
Bigger than the bowl Craig ate from,
Admit it, you can't handle me,
I can battle ten of you..
and keep up the same intensity...
In ten cities,
It's like y'all formed a committee...
To get rid of me,
What a pity I mean....
That's sh||ty.
It obvious for all to see....
You had the wrong conceptions of me,
You can wait to find the "right-angles",
But by then you'd be strangled.
Arms dangled hanging from a tree by the time "I'm done",
Roll a blunt right on the battlefront,
Use your bones to light my match when the vultures come.
What if you don't get that chance?
I mean...
To do as you said you would...
I'll make everything and everyone count....
Like a teacher should,
I won't be making exceptions,
As far as I know this forum is cut out to be in sections,
You know...like c-sections,
Thinking you can "SMASH" Kydz?!
Cut it out _S....c-sections,
Was that the proper mention?
I somewhat looked up to you....
That was before I kicked you off your high horse,
Swing my right hand with great force,
Even if I miss it'll still damage your face of course.
You not alone _S I mean...
I have enough shots to serve everybody,
I create then cremate...and trust me,
I've earned every-body.
You right about me mentioning Walking Dead,
I give you that,
But that doesn't mean...
you wouldn't get the same last lines every other N||gga got,
So for future reference...
Next time you address me,
Make sure to make mention of my mf name,
It's "CrazyKydz" D||ck head,
And you were already dead that's why I targeted head,
And the only way to kill a zombie is with a headshot,
You already know where I learned that at...
-Kyd B||tch -
Awww... its nice to see two bromantic mediocre rappers Originally Posted by CrazyKydz
please tell me SBU is white so i can choke her and the other crackers
Not to mention Crazed Kid consistently writing lyrics in paragraphs
of unrealistic vocab useless in a real battle it'd all go to crap
SBU this is where you say snap
Writing in paragraps is the only way to determine how good a rapper is
hate to mention it B*tchy Kyd but ur hiding behind a computer
you need to really rhyme (not the sh*t you've been doin) and get ur name in the bis
so gay thats why you target head... btw ur a weak shooter
Now back to SBU (some B*tches Uncles) you that creepy dude
so old you read a book just to picture some nude
girl whose p*ssy covered in flece... looks a litlle like ur neice
Go ahead keep spittin like you know what rhymes to use
just so you dont get confused i will say im talking to you
You still dont know who - CrazyKydz and SBU
how have you two even last on this forum
how many battles have you been in one??
i'll admit ive been in a lot... but i act like ive only been in some
so you can spit like ur dumb
while i eventually verify that ur done
eating bland rappers like crackers for breakfast
dont battle me unless you think you can bother me
just know you'll never beat the prodigy...
EVER...
-The Prodigy -
Originally Posted by TheProdigy
((I need to rhyme????
See the difference with me and you is....
You rap with perfect rhymes like .....(crap, snap), (computer, shooter), (dude, nude)....
While me on the other hand uses perfect AND slant rhymes......(crap, plate, snake, alternate, wake), (Computer, super, future, kruger, ruger...)
You get the drift, Is slant rhyming still considered rhyming??? Of course it is.
(Friendly advice- Invest in a rhyme dictionary or find an online one and try to use more that assumptions....I mean try flipping what someone else has written and use it against them. If you are interested in getting better then a good way to do so is checking out the older post made in this very forum by ROBBMACK, _SBU, Venemology (Listed in no particular order)....and so on.
However, If you aren't interested in getting better and hopefully one day beat me then best of luck to you))
I'm tired but....
Anyways lets get back to business.....
Was that you "dissing" me....again?
Looks to me your mentally deficient and trying to speak english,
You've made us all dumber for reading that sh||t,
How can I put this to you....
Your barz are sh||t basically,
They're all made from assumptions,
Assuming one is white, one is fat, one is black....Stfu.
You have a loooooonnnngggg way to go fella...
Everybody see the type of sh||t I have to deal with,
Illiterate rappers coming at me like a cute chick,
Imma keep my cool still...
But understand that.....Killed?
Is sumn you could still get,
This sh||t could really happen if I get upset,
F||ck "hiding behind a computer",
I'll murder yah,
Cut 'ur' throat in your moms crib and slide thru the window like a burglar...
That's the last they heard of yah,
Talking about "hiding".....B||tch please....
Battling me is like a maze,
Make the wrong move and you could end up "without a trace",
No one knows your whereabouts,
Doing over a hundred on the freeway before you get thrown out....
I write alot but most of it can actually happen,
You speak of alllllll this sh||t that leads to nothing,
Like a story without climax,
Guns too big,
Gotta move them by freight,
Jaw made of glass? Imma break you up,
People like "Stay Back!!" tryna wake him up,
By the time I'm done with _P,
Pieces of him left all over,
They gonna have to rake him up,
Swimming in a lake of blood...
Man I'm done....
So for future reference...
Next time you address me,
Make sure to make mention of my mf name correctly,
It's "CrazyKydz" D||ck head,
And you were already dead that's why I targeted head,
And the only way to kill a zombie is with a headshot,
You already know where I learned that at... -
First off, Originally Posted by CrazyKydz
In honor of Robbmack,
HaHaHa
And SBU,
That’s cool
You’ve improved, but
Dude
Crazy,
This is funny
So sorry
To laugh in your face
Is there a rhyme in your dictionary
To explain my face
I’ve got a cramp
From laughin at this
Dear lord
It’s blind leading the blind
Trying to find an exit sign
Or a rhyme
Check your dictionary
This time,
Under Slant rhyme
the solution
The evolution
of a rap genius
Who so generously
Expounds
Advice
And rhymes
that sound
Like a slant
Ain't no Asian eye
Round and bright
You don't know
Of what you speak
Oh please...
Entertain me
With more wisdom
The failed vision
Of your dreams
Here on alllyrics
For us to see
To explain this
Lame bs
Please kid
Just don’t talk poetry when you
Don’t understand it
What you complain of
Ain’t no slant rhymin’
It’s a heroic couplet
The most basic
Rhyme structure
It’s funny
You act like a teacher
But don’t know the difference
Between slant and an ABAB rhyme structure -
one rhyme
I am extreme exquisite explicitly,the sleek max sickest mystic heat
Fly jet leadin Swift,extra slick special neat at the quickest speed
Ride Drifting squeels lifting wheels,imagery vividly wit electricity
Childs mission to eat,deliberately I'm liberally livin Asa convict freed
Style Delicious viciously,listen 2 me riddle speak scripts to read
Violent hits,threats ensist,letters speak rappin tripping on weed
Silent wish,bettin rich never be wrapped Within my CHRISTMAS tree.
My,history wishes 2 be litterly switched to be specifically consistently
Like Sixty three invisioned dreams physically became living to see
Suspiciously mister G delivered me considerably draining misery
a different breed,risin seeds wit risky beliefs insane cryptic deep
Consider me,prince or priest,symphony trinity symbols seen within me
This is sweet blistering heat,whistling toa beat;minute seen to infinity
Listen to me lift to reach,written to preach Christien street tru ministry
www.soundclick.com/ddakablaze
www.reverbnation.com/theblazed -
I havent been here in a while... kind of busy Originally Posted by CrazyKydz
while online battles seem more like a hobby
V-O-U-V-E ... whos he
redefined slant rhymes like some kind of lyrical oddity
dont mind me if you do acknowledge im a prodigy
BTW i never lose not even to crazy kidd
even he knows thats true im not a millenial
full of gumption i hate typing slant rhymes and i learned
people are more offended with my assumptions
okay back to the battle...
SBU nice to see you left you see
i saw your niece i get it obviously
Your attracted to that piece
of fine A** not to mention
kid craze consistntly amazed
freestylin circles around this n*gga
put his A** in a daze
Perfection or the pursuit of
the prodigy lyrics are all of the above
crazykidz do you really think you better than me
i got "nothin to show for it" havent seen my varsity letters B
alright i have to leave but i belive you still havent seen the last of me... the Prodigy
-The Prodigy -
Your asking me who's Vouve? Sh|t, beats me, Originally Posted by TheProdigy
I came in like 'Alright, I know SBU, I kinda know Prodigy but who the f||ck is this *****'
He clearly knows who I am....
So I'm at a disadvantage,
He's clearly been here a couple years now but he's been awfully quiet.....
To make a long story short Vouve,
You clearly didn't get the point I was trying to bring across and as such I don't believe you deserve a detailed response.
Goodnight to you and welcome back to the forum...
Damn....
He had the situation all mixed up,
Thinking he knows it all,
Cause he nose it all till he gets up....
Staggers....then falls,
He SWEARS he biggie but he actually small,
haha I appreciate you recognizing my improvement tho....
Now everybody wanna hate on me man,
Well sh|t! bring it on, I'mma take it and stand,
And while you men,
Are auditioning to make the Band,,
I'd like to say, f||ck you and the block y'all claim,
That goes for prodigy, Vouve and anyone else,
The most I know about you is your goddamn names,
Prodigy only hates "slant rhymes" because he's not that educated....
To formulate or implicate ways that downgrade his opponent,
If I said F||ck you to your face, would you be "offended"?
Who cares...
I'd say that sh|t right in your face,
Spit in your face like "pfft, you f||ckin punk",,
See I'm too hot to f||ckin touch,
And if you've got a problem with my language.....
So f||ckin what??
"Blind leading the blind" Oh vouve....., shut the f||ck up,
It ain't no smirk on my face cuz I'm f||cking serious,
Vouve can't solve a problem, and Prodigy's a f||cking idiot,,
So that's "dumb and dumber" against the ticking time bomb....,
And the time is already up,
I'm getting out of line,
But ain't sh|t y'all could do,
You're gonna die, just because of that crap,
Whatever's lower than a underdog ...you clearly lower than that,
So when Prodigy do spit his sh|t and say something okayish,
Its gonna sound ten times better, cause my name is in it.
Each and everyone hates me,,
And that's cool,
Cause I know I'm a f||cking problem,
I done embarrassed damn near half of the f||cking forum,,
People are "offended" by your assumptions but not me,
I don't have to assume when I say you're no competition b,
And Kyd means what he says, you a f||cking joke,,
F||ck what you getting and f||ck what you got,
And if you really love going in "circles"....
Motherf||cker you can die on that very spot,,
Hold up, matter of fact, lets not talk about shots,
We can take it to the fists P, f||ck the glock,,
F||ck your mother and f||ck your pops,
F||ck whatever you stand for and f||ck whoever think you hot,,
Stop tryin to take the f||ckin tough route,
Play tough and end up in the f||cking sky,
You never lost? Oh word,
But deep down I know that's a f||cking lie,
Sh||t....
The day you get a win, there'll be visiting stations,
Rivers in nations, Mars will have Oxygen and civilization,
You a phony henchman,
After I embarrass Prodigy I'mma shake his hand,
You in Kyd's house,
You flinched you get Duffed out like you drinkin' wit Homer Simpson,
Its no contending, and this my third hobby, wit words ill be....
next to rule like Ja......Get it dummy? Ja Rule.
So as always whenever yo address me,
Make sure to mention my mf name correctly,
It's "CrazyKydz" D||ck head,
And you were already dead......
I don't have have to tell you the rest I'm sure you already know that...
-Kyd B||tch -
Originally Posted by CrazyKydz
The closest thing to a battle I have now...
with my own conscience, when it says to back down.
Damn, wow.. You said the cops'll stop and sing amazing grace..
I'll swing a shovel in a scuffle and they'll sing the ace of spades.
You're too cynical; I think they'd sing smooth criminal
Since if you killed it the true lyrical proof's minimal.
This is winner takes it all, like the Abba hit.
You write Paranoid lyrics, like Sabbath did..
Cops sing what..? I'll take another stab at it..
and then sing 'it wasnt me', on some Shaggy s***.
He asked if I were facing death then who would be the greatest left..
But I didn't answer for a while, and it made him vexed.
Made him stressed, made him guess,
Like, why's the show not on yet when the stage is set?
Hey if I could take back every wasted breath,
Could probably blow enough balloons up to placate the guests.
Your rhymes arise of minor mind and mine are mined from greater depths,
Ancient texts and hymns they sing when kings are laid to rest.
You asked if I were facing death then who would be the greatest left;
Making texts I'd ghostwrite into hosts minds from the grave instead,
Whilst they're laid in bed.
Craning necks, I'm taking heads;
Oh you're working on another verse.. sigh.
That was some "royal treatment" of the worst kind.
My "eyeballs in an ashtray"..? That's the biggest lie, since..
It's you who's 'missing eyes and think it's wise'.. 'Kyd'.
Kinda like a saintly king;
My touch could cure crazy kydz.
You said..
You said "put hole in your box like I'm tryna let your pet breathe"..
Was that a threat? Please..
You're like that pet in the box.. C.K..
Uh.. (Crazy Kydz is C.K and that sounds like 'seek hay' so it works each way).
See? 'kay.
This is a penguin to a polar bear, I mean, we're poles apart.
If we were ever "side to side" it was before the shoulder-barge.
Break that down, start with colder bars.
Side by side til souls depart to take the place of older stars,
Awaken ancient cultures past,
I'll hold the hearts as "Vultures" starve.
You "create and cremate", I'll relate and replace that..
Build/destroy and fill the void, tame the wasteland. -
That was wicked, I mean the wordplay was just..... Crazy, and that Shaggy mention topped it of.
I'm trying to keep up with you, I'm honestly trying. Anyways that was pretty sweet. -
It appears I've appeared out of no where steal this like the plane out of conair my context will complicate disassemble an amputate bite into an apple forbidden fruit is what's on my plate talk to the devil then we contemplate end all that's livings fate. I'm lethal like cyanide got homies that down to ride out into the night finding strangers to pick a fight kiss and tell my baby things will be alright I woke up another day another struggle rent to pay were already 3 weeks late I'll make it thru the cloud of haze and disoray grind hard and make history I'm a whiteboy rappin your girls cheeks flappin I rode her carpet like I was alladin I ain't never played madden but I played you yea that happened my flow it really goe they call me gi Joe I stick it with the infinite legitimate definition of what is literate configure it decipher and disfigure yours is illiterate something straight out of a horror flick I torture kids and torch these threads bless the dead **** your mouth give me some head take the saw and behead an take ya to bed I'm sick sick as syphilis sniffin Ritalin I'll tell you a riddle then what's white and thin and read all over this page I'm devistating in and so it begins you have any remarks or is this the end?
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Too easy, I'll just sit back and recline
I'm too old to front, I'll attack from behind
Immaculate at rap, I'm back on the grind
There's isn't a minute where it isn't in the back of my mind
Too stale, your all spittin' garbage
My rhymes hit the hardest and my hook's splittin' cartilage
You don't want no part of this
Got ya shakin' like you got Parkinsons
I'm an artisan of words
The hardest one you've heard
You'll get reaped when harvestin' occurs
Left to sit in the darkness and curse -
fresh on the scene bout put hoes in place,
haha no to young for yall.
that a lie this guy pedofile
talk about being hard as ya rap?
well once i drop infont yall eyes yall fell like a pipe
steal an all just couple inches short of being p***y.
first time spitting hope yall smitten
cuz i aint no f***ing kitten
just about leave em litten
that right b**ches yall just got cooked
now we bout to see who the cub round here
as i drop ma venom yall be thankful there time round here
cuz i aint done fighting round here you can just talk ill be back down here
mudda f***a -
A year too late... [[music -- Mobb Depp Still Shinning]] Originally Posted by CrazyKydz
Ok I try to read this now,
Ouch it hurts me how
In the mind, and the soul
To the bones
There is nothing
Known
That will hold
My interest
Not for a minute
Oh god, this pain,
I am so vain
But still can't sway myself
To believe this merits
Interest
Disinterest
Seems to be the way
To go,
I doubt most of you now
The difference between
Uninterest and dis-
So take 'dis,
It's easier than this
Education
No mention
Of your gold star celebration
You got something right
Isn't that the height?
Of your achievements
You don’t know ****
This we have established
Take the hit
We like it like this
When you bend over
Take dis
I think there is room
Don’t let this gloom
Of prison life
Let you down
I will help you to drown
In this ineptitude
That is what you have to offer
Oh god is that all you have to proffer?
Is the year too late?
That is the impact
That you make?
See, the hour is too late…
So sad, So sadly
We walk away
