Stood at the front lines, no time to run for the hills This ain’t a war for faith, gasoline or dollar bills Fully armored and more, battle cry, full bore Pencil and paper, hands to keyboard We fight for the glory, we fight for the fame We fight for an alternative outlet for pain Crowds gather as our brains train and dine On syllabic hat trick wording in metaphoric design The man left standing had the words that glisten The entire earth stroke their chins as they listen Thought provoking, mind-fire stoking I ain’t here for joking, its genius I’m invoking Get a neuron synapse to make a lightening bolt jealous Inspire higher learning, make apathetic go zealous I take no chances on advances with no meaning Every single letter must send a mind careening Through space and time, mortal and divine Will feel a shiver in their soul when they hear me rhyme I’m not one to gloat, and I’m not one to self preen I don’t like to brag, hell I don’t like to be seen But on some nights full moonlight I can howl at the page Steal the keys to the prison of life and leave the cage I’m a warrior my story stops people on dimes When they release me to front lines of battle rhymes.
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Member since JUNE! with a glance this rook probably crapped his pants he knows KO is like a longhorn goin pro...my tex{t} advance You stand no chance Im unbreakable like Wolverine's claws now watch me put the_blue's bars on end like the picture for Pause! One hand on my ballz as the other draws the chalk outline of your lyrical encumbrance, Verbally assault ya & then fill you in like paint-by-numbers. I'll even spot ya 1/2 a bar: _______________________________ _______________________________ and then continue to spit Peep ya inbox I sent ya a Blues Clues "textcee" starter kit I'm laughin' and ish' as this guy chokes 2 death with a taste of my rhyme More than just an easy win, this kat completely just wasted my time Pass this test? This rook cant even make the grade Lookin & soundin like that Blizzard kid from MTV's MADE I'll add Black to ya Blues get ya whole frame Bruised used and abused you can't pretend to contend with my methods… Derailing ya train of thought, Ya lines’ll end up in wreckage Son get the message take a hint & try to respond with heat... you being able to see me is like Atheism its Beyond-Belief! have ya deceased and leave ya body frozen in motion You firing blanks this dude fakes the heat like tanning lotion Whats that commotion? its the boards yell'in "KO is too tight!" Good riddence kid..oh and by the way..welcome to the site.