Originally Posted by T0ribush
Link you stink.... End game, bro.
But as requested, Here I am on a quest to the past
From the year Twenty69, watch me strive in strides
I'm still spry while you've been reduced to nursery rhymes
Suffering blows from lethal strikes that warp space-time
The loud sound of your spine was the cause of demise
So incase your mind's misplaced let me get you up to speed
Take heed as you read this epic poem, a biblical like tome
Dark and subliminal shaping and shifting elliptical thoughts
Hear yourself rot from nightmares my words leave brain worms
Wake up feeling pain with your nails peeling away as you feel
A sensation on your legs as you see the dry bloated mass
You grasp the end of days with growing holes in your bones
You groan a horrid tone as you incubate maggots and flies
Blinded by the pus and blood rust you crust and shrivel into dust
Last edited by Link; Jul 18, 2014 at 02:39 AM.
Chickster: I literally don't know why I did it.
Kid, you're pissing against the wind trying to go for the impossible win
My style of rap is fat and stacks like women pregnant with twins
Now watch me advanced as fast as your brain reacts leaving not a track
I level your face with a fist full of grace for slanging that half assed
50 cent rehashed stance the expanse of my frame cannot be tamed
So you see you can't wreck me with a technique that was already shamed
I don't take shit from sheep like rapid jabs from a black belt
I'll leave you in a heap all bruised and dark like the ink in a black felt
Damage dealt at levels you've never felt just accept defeat
You're beat and it sounds to me like your stuck on repeat
My style of rap is fat and stacks like women pregnant with twins
Now watch me advanced as fast as your brain reacts leaving not a track
I level your face with a fist full of grace for slanging that half assed
50 cent rehashed stance the expanse of my frame cannot be tamed
So you see you can't wreck me with a technique that was already shamed
I don't take shit from sheep like rapid jabs from a black belt
I'll leave you in a heap all bruised and dark like the ink in a black felt
Damage dealt at levels you've never felt just accept defeat
You're beat and it sounds to me like your stuck on repeat
