Poetical Justice

Started by Silver Tongue33 pages

I Want To Fly

The night I met you
in words only on a screen
I knew I had to have you
not only in my dreams!
The words that we have shared
have caused my heart to care
At first I was a little frightened
to share myself with you
but you showed me ways to
make my nights brighten
You loved my body over and over again
you took me to heaven and made me live again!
I have come to want to devour you
not just on this place
but I want to touch your body
and feel you near
I want to hold you tightly
not just in words
but face to face:
I want to pleasure you in all the ways we shared,
I want to do things to you that
others would only dare:
I want to make our fantasies
all come true
for, babe, I want to fly with you.

Um, okay, this is a poem I wrote just randomly.

My Personal Anger

It’s mine. My personal anger.
Directed at anything. Terrorism,
Catholicism, Racists,
George W. Bush. ****ing wanker.
Pisses me off. Criticism,
Religion. I could make lists.
Right now, in this car,
What pisses me off most I me,
A shit poem, I could say anything,
I’m too selfish to take it far,
Maybe my conscience has a key,
Or maybe the mind is king,
As I think I realise,
Another thing I hate,
Something that makes me angry,
Governmental lies,
American policies, a UN wait,
I hope it’s not just me.
But anyway, that’s it,
A few things. The pope, me,
Racism, that American wanker.
The things that make me feel shit,
Pity it’s not a perfect world, but see,
It’s mine. My personal anger.

I apologise if I offended anybody with my poem but it only expresses my feelings.

Does someone have a tissue cause i think im gonna cry. Double ds are chasin me and i dont know why. He says he got a mission to destroy me is his vision. Someone dial the D A, I think I found Richard Nixon. Paully Shore thats for sure. Marajuana is his cure. Dropping stones from the richest and killing the poor. I fell to the wastside letting the flow grind. The Victoria Secret sending bras to fight me, now ive gotta hide. Only for fun yall. This is a fake war. With letters as our sheilds and words as our swords. Cant waste time fightin with a wuss. His words are time loaded? Yeah They're loaded with puss.....EEEEEEEEEEEEE look at me. I think im flying free. Fallin from the wall and yall cant see. The opposition is runnin far behind. This aint Showtime at the Apolo, its rap of the stranger kind. To remind, i only like to play to win. To lose to this doubleganger to me is a sin. Smoking free world lyrics, thats what im hooked on. With the greater good at my side watch me Poof now im gone. Magical stuff in the air making ya scarce. To me your a mixbreed with mage in your hair. Wash ya with bleach like Micheal and see. You're falling from grace on a commercial with Pepsi. Look i hate to brake it to ya. Jackson humpin ya leg an handing mokeys to ya. Screw ya you waste my time. Im waiting for Sy to answer my last rhyme.

Dam cant wait for d-double to answer i think his brain caught rappers cancer. Members of the press its bout to start. With bush in the bathroom taking his farts. Makin everything i say like a bomb. Dont go home cryin dont talk to yer mom. I mean to be like a national hero. But being nice im coming up with zero. Free roll. Hungry looking for someone like me. to make this situation a little bit free- style is my game i play it likeSorry. Parker brother madder looking to suite me. Plaigerism in my mind dropping rhythm all the time bout to scream it from the highest mountian in the zone of central time. From Bama to you local listing and the teacher is dismissing, The students from the test today cause now the teachers missing. Complete on the hazard the stickers on my box. Killin all fakers out there with the school of hard knocks. Shit bout to make me spit my mouth is watering for a taste of Stevie Nicks.

Thunder only Happens when its raining. Players only love you when they're playin.

Back to the subject cleaning this thread of rejects. Did someone get mad cause Stevie got some respect? Dam dont be rude im moppin for the top and changin the mood. Finish your sintence ill tell ya when to spit like a dentist. Go ahead and start your rap cause your career is finished. Now to end it without you getting un-nerved. Can someone else tell D-double that he just been served??

Man, if I gets served
I'll let you know
Why step to the champ
and test my flow

I'll beat you so bad
that your ass will glow
I'm on the stage now
so we can start the show

this dude thinks he's nice
but my spit is mean
I'm a diamond in the rough
and I'm glissening

If you can't stand the shine
then it's best you leave
While you in special ed
the kid is special clean

I'm bigger than Doubles D's
my game tips the scale
I ball with hydrolic velocity
and spit these nails

JustJack gets upset
at how I spell his name
well why come correct
when his game is lame

Originally posted by D-Double
Man, if I gets served
I'll let you know
Why step to the champ
and test my flow

I'll beat you so bad
that your ass will glow
I'm on the stage now
so we can start the show

this dude thinks he's nice
but my spit is mean
I'm a diamond in the rough
and I'm glissening

If you can't stand the shine
then it's best you leave
While you in special ed
the kid is special clean

I'm bigger than Doubles D's
my game tips the scale
I ball with hydrolic velocity
and spit these nails

JustJack gets upset
at how I spell his name
well why come correct
when his game is lame

Im gonna cry from the comeback its like hes smokin the crack
the ass of the candidate now hes being the jakk-off of any subject and back to the screne. Did you just say your words are mean. please help me someone get a gun and play russian roulette for a little bit of fun. Second cartridge busting caps in your a$$. Dollar signs flowing and your givin me gas. Like a can of old worms hes startin to squirm. Took him too dam long to answer the verbs. Verbs of fury is his siggie hes makin me laugh. Im cleanin his station from all of his staff. Infection from the chicken hes servin. Dude lyrics got me a lttle unnervin. Whys he stepping like a man of steel? He watched the presidential election while copping a feel. And the double ds make em three and throw em at me. I toss em back at ya faster than them make me sneeze. I spray like disenfectant from every direction. All pull up and stop in the intersection. Forget the cure, and find the illness. Im bout to fill the forum with the fillest. You do it like you drunk and you findin the filler. Im busting like Bud llight cracking up Miller. These old bottles are for breaking this old boys not fakin. Shakin your house down while the whole world is quakin. I be nice for a moment and tell you the story. Stop this battle its gettin a bit gory. To glory i will keep up the rhyme but your wastin my time. But hey its your money and this is your dime.

Jack tries to play roll
read the lines and act it
no oscars for him, though
cuz he amounts to Jack sh*t

that's it,
I'm tired of play'n games with you
I pull the plug on you, son
grasp it, now you're through

No life support, no air is there
you can't breathe that
nighty night, go to sleep
I don't need your feedback

So save your weak comments
for someone who feels you
D-Double's about trouble
son, I know the real you

a scared little boy
trying to play with big dogs
remember what happened
that dog bit your d*ck off

your style is real square
your angles are a rip off
I got you look'n red
what's the matter, you pissed off

Awww JustJack is tear'n up
he' huffy
get off the stage, ya big baby
you look scared, you must be

Every three minutes im poppin out lyrics while d double out there being filled with the spirits. Cheap wine hes drinkin no its vinegrette. Put it on the salad as you start to forget. The challenge was simple and now that im done. I'll just pop the pimples on your face for fun. Greasy getting easy as mine making the virus. To bring down all the information inside us. Blood pourin from every pour. Im gettin tired and startin to snore. All fun and no games made Jakk a dull boy. Now i clean like Faded Glory and smellin like Joy. Mean grean hittin the scene drop all your doin and start greatin the queen. Shes comin next to stop this kid. Tell all the stupid stuff i did. Im from bama a redneck fo sho. Yeah i work at a cab company answering phones. I go online all the time my life is just wasted on punks like you now thats an understatement. I draw and sketch and right poems freestyle. And freestyle is free while im walkin the Green Mile. Like a horror story i told you to listen. Now i socked you in the face your bottum lips glistnin. Finish him. Said the master Mortal Kombat disaster. I throw rocks, blow the whole world up but just a little bit faster. Slow down we cant hear ya when ya speedin. Its just a little challenge that im needin.

Grit and grin from within the masters gettin thin. The plain is so religious and drippin with sin. We can hear you that you angry we see it on the paper. Just wondering why you dont get Britney and rape er. Spears, from the rear, or the sound of it. Im talking up real verses aint droppin no shit. From the old town maneurer is what its called. Start up your verses again, they're startin to stall. You got a little somethin that makes me remember. Then i get happy and have you dismembered. Surrender you aint gonna win this. I drop from the ceiling a start tellin my whitness. What wrong D-double your d's getting smaller. Im holding the phone waiting for the next caller. Today on Jerry Springer you'll see. D-double popped the bubble on his double ds. Getting tired of that line your boobs are now saggin. But look at you and how you braggin. Gettin lost in translation Im goin to bed. Keep up your fake rhymes, give your moma some head. You missin respect so start calling me Mister. Ur family tree aint forkin cause you fkin yer sister.

You're talk'n politics
but don't know the issue
after I leave you in dust
I know no one will miss you

Cuz you lack the rhyme skills
to promote this hip-hop
you got one nut tucked in
let me know when the next drops

I compare your weak words
to Bush and Chenney
just a piss and sh*t storm
and I'm the one who's reigning

spit'n like thug
but I bet he's a sissy
I'll deep fry his rhymes
and leave him extra crispy

He says got the goods
"Hey I got the good rhymes"
I'm kid Dynomite
and he's JJ from Good Times

this big head sucka
needs to mind his business
and keep it on the low
cuz I don't rhyme with midgets

Gettin little happy and I'll finish this war. Turninn into a look at that freek tour. Wastin time making rhymes when i should be snorin. Bout to exhail...wait for it...aint it boring? Double d makin me ill hes droppin me poems. Look hes a poet and i dont even know em'. Send flowers with the next one the flowers i'll save. They will come in good use when im fixin your grave. Rave. Go ahead i'll still be hear breathin. Sketching on a note pad or a loose leaf'n. Funny like hes pawning for more money. "No soup for you" this aint the Campbells line. Go back to you locker room and finish that whinin. Come back and face me when your verbs are fresher. And stop stealin notes from Obies dresser.

Just finish it off tell me the truth. You just joined a convict as a troubled youth. Snack crackers are funn for chompin. Chomp em down slow while your a$$ im stompin. Just admit ur finished and your finally through. while you type one line im typing two. Your too rusty to keep going the lyrics im blowing. Tiltin your crown as im overrthrowin. Growin Showin all the ways that im blowin bringin all four wind to the four corners im singing. Hypnotic as i drop the prodic melodic words from the man and you hooked up on cronic. Sonic, You should get hooked on phonics. Ironic I beat you with intellegence and knowledge. Math is what you need add up the score. I walkin like this is easy you makin it a chore. Mopp this mess and clean the floor then come back when your ready for more.

Oh, we're talk'n about mommas
well brutha let's do this
I told your mom I got balls
she said "Oh, yeah. Well, prove it."

So I whipped'em out
and slapped the sh*ts on her forehead
broke her ankles, snapped her spine
and cerebral cortex

This was all before you were a glimmer in the eye
explains why you're a retard
no more wonder'n why

To bad I had to let you know
where you came from
so sucka, who's your daddy
this ain't no time to play dumb

time's of the essenece
so sissy, chek your stop watch
and think about yo momma
next time you wanna pop off

And I'll be right here
If you got the gonads
you spoiled little brat
hurry up fore you go bad

Makin this an issue and im plotting the course. Go ahead and find your bottle while im walkin the floor. Respect is for real to fakers im ditchin. Im writing up essays and you just here Bt'in. Glitchin all these lyrics you bustin. Now be a good b'tch and finish dustin. Aint it funny how your breathin so hard? Lookin real close at the computer hangin on every word. Dont sweat the situation just fall back from condesending. Im flippin past you like gymnastics and your back is bending. Suisdal is your game when you drop i aint to blame. We taking up the whole space, to no one goes the fame. We just spoutin out some lyrics beefin on some words. We i should be sleepin im playin with a nerd. Retards aint in this post not yet anyway. But after you spit out your life story you will be one in a day. Stay with me i want to be alone. After this, when this is all said and done. I'll be the one dreamin bout all this fun. Wonderin why you couldnt keep it these words that your spittin. And demonstrate the love/hate and demonstrate some quittin.

Is it Jack's mental block
or is it his little peter
my flow is real long
and he couldn't spit a meter

This fake jack in the box
his spring is quite twisted
I'll serve this b*tch agian
for any of you who missed it

His big willie talk
about who goes harder
someone tell me who he is
he's just an unknown artist

D-Double the King
ask anyone who knows me
and if a hater wants to hate
they just jealous, not my homie

I'm sure we'll meet again
after you take your nappy
maybe once you're rested
your rhymes won't be crappy

So close your eyes, brutha
and get your winks in
everybody's happy
now that you're not speeak'n

Stop it stop it i cant keep it up. While i diss in freestyle your jockin your cup. Hang on this is about to get real. Heavy on the levey and im sealin the deal. With the devil and this course is gettin twisted. Sported heavy lyrics while d is gettin fisted. Meet your maker and tell him to the read it. The lyrics that i posted for a laugh hes gonna need it. Hold the phone and start to redial. While I stomp the livin hell out of this little child. Stay on the topic and when im gone you'll be feelin the lyrics down to your very bone.

I have to admit you're good at writing down that smack.
Might be on the same page but not better than Justjakk

Yeah, you ok....
alright dude, your not bad
but it's gonna take more than you
to get me stopping that

I glad I found some folks
who can bust a rhyme
who knows what the future holds
I'll just trust in time

Here's a tissue for dude
that say's he keeps sneeze'n
my computer caught your virus
probably why it keeps freeze'n

So think about some sh*t
when you're hang'n with your crew
I spit with a quickness
and I'm a animator too
😱

👆 Good sh*t, JJ. 😄

I rhyme smack with the best and aint no one been better. Than the talent you bringin eventhough i am badder. I hate to say it all 'gainst my will. We mopping the floor postin a standstill. No ones the victor in this match its true to the letter. But at least i can say Sy is better than the both of us together. In due time you'll see. In the future you'll smell it. Even the Rocks cookin cant over sell it. Can i get a little psycho with you? Buttertoast cooking turnin blue. I like smurfs cause they know. How strong fish are bald when they glow. Overzealous to the change of the flowers. Im watchin Evil Kaneeble while im takin a shower. Washin gettin spiffy 20cent is very gifted. I think your the best. IN MY PANTS!! I hear voices. Talking to the wall. I CAN HEAR YOU! I have choices. I have issues. I like chicken. I run into brick walls with a quickness.

Word to my mother. Piece in and out.

😂 ..........OOp!😑 Syren's come'n?!! scared

*dives behind couch*

Silvy Tee > "I want to fly" is good. That's some hard luv'n.