Battles Maverick vs Jun1or
RULES
Le poetry..tell a story or something meaningful and shit , no audio
Max of 30 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- I plee to thee, thy Universe for forgiveness...
- As I go reminiscing and rediscover this memory, holding back this tear from shedding as I'm flooded with these thoughts of contrition
- My heart hurts for what I have done, though it may seem miniscule – It's still far from trivial.
- I am a fool. An idiot, it's not like I didn't know
- You get out what you put in,
- And I was a prick – So unto my knees I accept karma's claws... To prick my soul.
- Both the weather and the action were cold
- I'm so sorry now, it was damn-near Arctic out...
- Dark out, I parked my car, home
- Cousin prob'ly at the bar now, of course
- I hopped out, slammed my door
- Inflamed
- By, throughout the course of the day, coursed with the daily pain my mind and body would accumulate,
- I was so worn... In aches that stung me waspish, a prick strained, with no restraint.
- Look who awaits, on the porch –
- The kitten my cousin threw out the other day,
- What for? His little body just shivering there... Now I'm torn.
- I'm torn between sympathizing for this small innocent creature to bring it inside for warmth,
- And the subtle thought of feeling forced to ignore it...
- For me living under his roof, his rules – C'mon. You expect me to just ignore this?
- This thing helplessly meowing at my feet with that adorable twinkle in its eyes?
- You expect me to leave it here to just freeze to death and starve?
- It's sad that this isn't even the first pet you seemingly just got bored with
- I should've done the right thing at the time,
- To at least find someone that would care for it...
- But what I did to this day still pierces my heart,
- You see, the moral of this story is a two-way street of abhorrence when I took the route of displaced aggression and threw that fragile baby across the yard.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- It’s midnight, lights out, money tight now,
- Not following the right route, wrong move,
- You’re all looking at the bark, we know the roots, half of us on food, (Route/root)
- Knives in pockets, all of us strong youtes, on long zootes (slang)
- It’s Midnight, walking down the street,
- Mandem in sight, talking about the daily feats,
- All broke, skin tight, blunts n bailey’s are daily treats,
- I’m the lyrical one, making stunts till I’m 80 and making beats,
- But we’re here to talk about selling shit, repelling nits (slang/short for nitty’s)
- Some of us made a pit, fell in it, girls be trap queens till,
- There’s a kick in the door and the felon hits, (fell in/felon),
- And every guy’s a badman till they got shot ‘n’ lit up,
- It’s midnight, lights out, money tight now,
- Not following the right route, wrong move,
- You’re all looking at the bark, we know the roots, half of us on food, (Route/root)
- Knives in pockets, all of us strong youtes, on long zootes (slang)