Poetical Justice

Originally posted by D-Double
Alright, buddy. You asked for it. 😄 ......

I'll just take my time
be sure not to rush this
and please the jury
for a poetical justice

The courtroom's packed
for this hearing and trail
the facts are extensive
we'll be here a while

Sit down, find your comfort
and take off shoes
your shirt, your pants
and your under-roos

cuz these naked facts
you'll find them appalling
and pick up the phone
cuz your conscience is calling

Danny Crane......pfft...😆

p.s. I usually post in the music forum/write your own lyrics

You gave me a challenge the kid gloves are off
getting a hard on and its not going soft
im gonna start this make it very clear
you just dont know what you started here
but im showing you the lyrics breaking the tables dound
popping mp3s with that down town sound
lifting my freewieghts an old school junkie
froget the old school im an old school flunkie
making straight fs and cheating off the teacher
dont talk about your prblems cause we just cant reach em
system overload we're bout to explode
hitting the road dropping this hard load
we respect the message and tossing some rocks
you just been admitted into the school of hard knocks
taking a short phrase from John Cena while im smackin his wife
this hard style poem is over and now you know word life

😆

I had a battle with a member called Underfeat a while ago, it's in the thread entitled Rap Freestyle in the Music forum, I think. I did give a link in this thread a few pages back, check it out, I kicked serious 'Underfeated' butt smoke

Rap Freestyle

Found it 😉

I wrote this when my ex boyfriend Chase left me

No Happy Ending

I wrote down everything that was wrong with me
Everything that had gone wrong in my life and what came to be

I wrote the truth that I had hidden inside
I wrote about it all and the reasons I lied

I realized that my life is a mess
I'm someone different unlike all the rest

I looked upon the page with hollow eyes
Realized my soul was filled with empty cries

I looked upon my arms full of scars and watched the blood run down
Filling me with screams becoming numb as the drops hit the ground

If you think this is fake and all this is untrue
Then you don't understand why I'm so unlike you

I didn't have a perfect family while I grew
You don't know the things I went threw

My step-father beat my mother like she was nothing but dirt
Then he'd turn on me filling me with so much hurt

He'd scream at us and call us words of hate
The whole time I was in a dreaming state

The tears would swell and tremble down my innocent face
While I would struggle to find a happy place

When I screamed for help no one would come to me
I was going blind and no one could see

I was filled with so much pain
Screaming in so much vain

My parents would drink away all the things that had gone wrong
But then they'd turn on me before long

They would start to hit me and start to yell
I cried my tears as I fell

No one realized that I was filled with hell
My demons laughed while they would dwell

Inside my mind would grow the fear
That I could hear death coming near

There was no help from family or anyone
They couldn't understand where I was coming from

Whenever I tried to tell somebody they would think I was fake
But they didn't realize my life was at stake

People who call me freak don't understand my pain
They don't understand how I was driven insane

Then I realize I am alone
Stuck here in this place on my own

When I try to show love for another person like me
They close their eyes and pretend they don't see

All my love was given away
But still this person has nothing to say

This person will always move on
While I realize my heart is gone

He broke the only thing I had left that was whole in me
He found breaking my heart to be easy

I feel like accepting my one true friend of death
And I realize I want to give my final breath

My wings were shattered and my fake smile was worn
My soul was burned and there was no reason to morn

I realize there's nothing to give
I realize there's no reason to live

Now I realize without defending
My life will never have a happy ending

^That's sad. 🙁 Good poem, Silvy Tee. 😉

Syren > Tight rhymes, baby. You crushed'em. 👆

Originally posted by justjakk
You gave me a challenge the kid gloves are off
getting a hard on and its not going soft
im gonna start this make it very clear
you just dont know what you started here
but im showing you the lyrics breaking the tables dound
popping mp3s with that down town sound
lifting my freewieghts an old school junkie
froget the old school im an old school flunkie
making straight fs and cheating off the teacher

dont talk about your prblems cause we just cant reach em
system overload we're bout to explode
hitting the road dropping this hard load
we respect the message and tossing some rocks
you just been admitted into the school of hard knocks
taking a short phrase from John Cena while im smackin his wife
this hard style poem is over and now you know word life

*clears throat*

Put your mittens back on
cuz it's about to get cold
I'll call you card table
cuz you're about to fold

You're a slave to my style
simply bought and sold
I'll trade you in for a chicken
cuz you're not that bold

stop ride'n shotgun
and move to the back seat
this is just not fun
I'm battle'n Louie from taxi

my rhymes are so serious
they're filed and time coded
here...I'll battle left handed,
on fire, and blindfolded

that's the only way
you'll have a fighting chance
cuz I'ma true B-boy
in my B-boy stance

so tell it straight, like Friday
and just bust the facts
cuz when all's said and done
my man, you're just Jack

😗 Wooooo!
All in fun, JJ..... 😄

Boy, it's get'n a little hip-hop in here.
We should probably take this outside, JJ...
I don't know if the traditional poets are dig'n the "new hotness".
Let me know, Syren and Silvy.....Peace and hair grease. 😱

Originally posted by Silver Tongue
I wrote this when my ex boyfriend Chase left me

No Happy Ending

I wrote down everything that was wrong with me
Everything that had gone wrong in my life and what came to be

I wrote the truth that I had hidden inside
I wrote about it all and the reasons I lied

I realized that my life is a mess
I'm someone different unlike all the rest

I looked upon the page with hollow eyes
Realized my soul was filled with empty cries

I looked upon my arms full of scars and watched the blood run down
Filling me with screams becoming numb as the drops hit the ground

If you think this is fake and all this is untrue
Then you don't understand why I'm so unlike you

I didn't have a perfect family while I grew
You don't know the things I went threw

My step-father beat my mother like she was nothing but dirt
Then he'd turn on me filling me with so much hurt

He'd scream at us and call us words of hate
The whole time I was in a dreaming state

The tears would swell and tremble down my innocent face
While I would struggle to find a happy place

When I screamed for help no one would come to me
I was going blind and no one could see

I was filled with so much pain
Screaming in so much vain

My parents would drink away all the things that had gone wrong
But then they'd turn on me before long

They would start to hit me and start to yell
I cried my tears as I fell

No one realized that I was filled with hell
My demons laughed while they would dwell

Inside my mind would grow the fear
That I could hear death coming near

There was no help from family or anyone
They couldn't understand where I was coming from

Whenever I tried to tell somebody they would think I was fake
But they didn't realize my life was at stake

People who call me freak don't understand my pain
They don't understand how I was driven insane

Then I realize I am alone
Stuck here in this place on my own

When I try to show love for another person like me
They close their eyes and pretend they don't see

All my love was given away
But still this person has nothing to say

This person will always move on
While I realize my heart is gone

He broke the only thing I had left that was whole in me
He found breaking my heart to be easy

I feel like accepting my one true friend of death
And I realize I want to give my final breath

My wings were shattered and my fake smile was worn
My soul was burned and there was no reason to morn

I realize there's nothing to give
I realize there's no reason to live

Now I realize without defending
My life will never have a happy ending

Have you ever had a story you wanted to tell
bout how your life growing up was a living hell
Bout a mother and a father who hated each other
turned you against your own father and mother
you love them both but just cant choose
for thinking the other on you might lose
how bout a fist fight at night
in front of yo 5 year old son that aint right
he was in the other room you started to stay
but the yells echoes in his brain for days
and days living this lie for years
now becoming his father is something he fears
lovin a woman who loves him the same
just made him want to change his name
in school he had friends wanted to be like them
until one hoped in the bathroom to beat on him
and then he felt like crawlin in a crack
cause another shoved a fk'n pencil in his back
until it cracked and broke the whole lead off
when he talked back everyone wanted him to be soft
he grew big and fat but that didnt change
the bullies got bigger and stronger and strange
they wanted someone different to bully their prey was me
i joined a computer class so they would let me be
i had a new small group of friends who showed me how
to make the bullies fall back without hits or pows
without a fist to shove em but a hand to love em
show them there was a lord up above em
i left school went to work lived with my dad
but something inside me was feelin bad
my mom was at home all alone
see i had left her on her own
to take care of my g'parents who fussed and fought
more hell they gave her the more hell she bought
my dad and i got into a fight
about money troubles i said Yeah right
like im gonna pay all these bills
turned to live with mom and left the hills
my dad got sick and left the state
my whole heart fell like a heavyweight
he went to the hospital and all in this quake
seems my dad died of heart break
all this hate i had inside turned into sorrow
hey anyone got a tissue to borrow?
my life expreiences made me who i am today
and i wouldnt change em in anyway
i love who i am in this home without the range
and the guy you see will never change
i'll post my pics and chat in this forum
and wont be too boring to die of bordem
this is a poem not a freestyle of smack
and its about the history of a man named Justjakk

Word life

^ Nice.... 😉

Originally posted by D-Double
^That's sad. 🙁 Good poem, Silvy Tee. 😉

Syren > Tight rhymes, baby. You crushed'em. 👆

*clears throat*

Put your mittens back on
cuz it's about to get cold
I'll call you card table
cuz you're about to fold

You're a slave to my style
simply bought and sold
I'll trade you in for a chicken
cuz you're not that bold

stop ride'n shotgun
and move to the back seat
this is just not fun
I'm battle'n Louie from taxi

my rhymes are so serious
they're filed and time coded
here...I'll battle left handed,
on fire, and blindfolded

that's the only way
you'll have a fighting chance
cuz I'ma true B-boy
in my B-boy stance

so tell it straight, like Friday
and just bust the facts
cuz when all's said and done
my man, you're just Jack

😗 Wooooo!
All in fun, JJ..... 😄

Boy, it's get'n a little hip-hop in here.
We should probably take this outside, JJ...
I don't know if the traditional poets are dig'n the "new hotness".
Let me know, Syren and Silvy.....Peace and hair grease. 😱

Im gonna start with a shout to Big Willie AKA P.A.W.N. Rest in Piece.
Let your magic flow through these words to show what Southern Renaissance is all about.

I told you once bout me bouncing these sounds off yo earlobes
Bout to take my massage while im dropping these robes
doin it like big willie and im bout to go wild
little bit like the gangstas with some rought neck style
SR bringing the heat three ways topping the tables
overload your boombox while me fixing the stables
The race is all set the winner is forced labor
dawning the stage with a lightsabre
they call me one master mc
yall young bucks cant mess with me
back from the dead the ground parts from both sides
like Moses the red see parts open wide
im walking through with my crew looking back at you
water crashing down flooding while yer catching the flew
best to represent while im getting noticed
while syren and s t tells me to blow this
out like a candle smokin all ye to shame
best believe you'll be changin ya name
i'm glad ya know my name thats brings me back
but spell it correctly i believe its justjakk

Only love to ya dude but you just be served

Originally posted by justjakk

Only love to ya dude but you just be served

🙄 ....uuuuuh....Nope!...sorry....... 😆

A rain in December

I watch in awe as December rain curesses your face
like cream flowing over a delicate lace
Your eyes sparkle, a dark night with stars
like a magical galaxy seen from afar
A fragrance of apple-blossoms caress the air
I wake up wishing that I was still there
But I write this poem hoping to remember
once upon a time a rain in December.

This goes out to the hopeless romantics out there
and all the special lovers everywhere

The center

You are the center of my being
a pure soul in my eyes
I wish i could find the meaning
and comfort you the times you cry

What are these demons that haunt you
I promise they will all be gone
And i will fall from grace too
just to make you my only one

Hopeless romantic

I am a hopeless romantic, a broken soul
searching for the someone to make me whole
a sweet presence to brace my tears
the one person who can calm my fears
To find that person would give me such bliss
and i would live forever in happyness

I long for long beaches with someone beside me
the waves crash the shore from the far off sea
The sand a beautyfull sparkling white
shall add an aura to the night
A wonderful dream I must admit
I am a hopeless romantic.

is this really me
do I know who I am
I've done what I know
and followed my plan

when I look in the mirror
is it me staring back
or a shell of a man
so sharp and exact

I've been myself
for a long time now
listened to cheers
and taken my bows

are they cheering for me
or things that I do
am I bowing for me
or allowing for you

I guess I am one of the few who love free verse here. Not one of my better ones, but here it is 😛 😄

gossip ('97)

the right to remain silent
has fled
along with sunday best,
dressed, waived, goodbye.

monsters, and ghosts
and skeletons, hurled,
ready or not

anything you say
anything you do
can and does get used
and abused
against you
on conviction

stories burst out
from behind
chasing after
lives of other
people
taking love
thy neighbour
all
too seriously

excess, time
idle hands
twisted tongues and
sun-burnt ears
like pleasure
with passion
they surrender
yes, yes, yes

lives come
undone
trailing behind
the loose, ends.

This was cut short at the beginning because it was "telling". This was the original start of the poem:

the vultures have landed
round, and around
the sunday fire

clapping

Awesomeness guys ✅

I want to battle again, I'd love to have one here. If someone would like to begin I'll answer as soon as I return 😄

Originally posted by English Moosette
Thankyou, I find that I'm better with words than anything else. Sometimes I come across as quite violent, but I'm not.

This may sound silly, but my mum always taught me that the ability to use words rather than physical actions is to show deeper strength, and I've always remembered that. So, I dunno, my poetry is probably my way of releasing my frustration, y'know?

That's exactly why I started writing. I decided I was too violent, and my temper was too short, and now all my books have little poems and drawings in them. My German even has a little story in the back.

Sorry for intruding, I don't know if you want anyone else posting in this thread, so I won't post my poems. But I just wanted to say I like your work(I'm only on page 2).

Sy wants a battle. I have allready battled D-Double to , what i think, is a victory on my side. But, i have seen Sy's work and don't think even i would have skills to beat the queen. So by all means Trickster, we would love to see you against Sy for one go round. I think this will be fun to watch.

Ok, i'll do it. Just be easy on me Sy. I don't mean be like D-Double. But, just be a little on a begginer.

Lets start it off 20 seconds to spare 10 seconds to the push off and now we're on the air. Top of today Suddam was found. DNA tested no its only James Brown. (woooh) Good golly Miss Molly I'm gettin kinda jolly like the fat man who fell flat down on the whole christmas town.
On dasher on dancer on prancer and klyde. What the hell am i talking bout my mouths open wide.
The Dr said spit it but not on me. Thought his name was D-Double but he was made like Double-Ds. Dissing not a sport of dismay i'll throw it this way. Didn't yall know that Vanilla Ice was gay? Duh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh...Vanilla Ice ice baby...........

Did i stop the beat only for a hell of an intro.. Sy is taking off the kid gloves, a couple sencond to blow. Like the Democratic candadate, I fall like a heavy weight poundin the sledgehammer on the ashvault of this dam estate. Cant keep up with the rhymes, stopping all of the time. Hitting delete with my beat, burning up the city street. Aint it neat? I can't really freestyle and my thumbs are throbbin, stop me i'm about to go wild. Like tha dude name Steve, rolling up my sleves, "Oh god what a beuty", "Darn, that snake just bit me!" Harpin on the situation. Bustin rhymes in every nation. Tune in tonight for you favorite radio station.

Can't stop someone me, bust a cap. I used to think i freestyle but its turnin into rap. I mean crap. Come on its hard to be like this. Slowing down the heavy so i wont get dissed. By the queen of hard knocks. So im takin off my sweat socks. Tossin em at Double D so he can gat his hard rocks. Bustin from the inside stop all this free rhyme. Like the kid from The Shining spelling Redrum on the basedrum. And copping lookin backwards Murder is in my vision. Murder not for hire im retired from the business. Faster strollin up the road and im sellin dope to all the cops and. 911 this kid needs to be searched. Take out the hand cuffs and the heavy purse. High heels and fake feels droppin mentos make ya fresh. My blue screne turned white so im bein stopped by the ref...

Dam i couldnt stop the rhymin i think i had an intervention.
Mybe i remembered lady Sy and just wanted some attention.

Originally posted by justjakk
Sy wants a battle. I have allready battled D-Double to , what i think, is a victory on my side. But, i have seen Sy's work and don't think even i would have skills to beat the queen. So by all means Trickster, we would love to see you against Sy for one go round. I think this will be fun to watch.

Victory?.....Your side?...... 😑

What are you smoke'n....and where can I get some? 😄

Now that we have the green light to post here, I will crush you! 😱

Sy > If you want some, come get it. naughty

Originally posted by justjakk

Dam i couldnt stop the rhymin i think i had an intervention.
Mybe i remembered lady Sy and just wanted some attention.

Good rhyme. 👆

I will destroy you in a moment... 🪩