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The creator has returned to what he did make
And now I shall sleep by a crystal lake
My rhyme was short and easy to write
But life is is a welcome sight
More replies is what I do desire
Fuel your own creative fire
Mindstorm posts but Nas speaks true
Thanks to you both and to dear Sayu.

 

You sound like a fool, my good-natured friend,
I don't just post, I write and I write.
And with this speech, under this dim light, I write,
"I'm glad that you're back again and you never wait to the end."

And I don't just write either,
I'm more straightforward than the average meager,
More slient than a mouse (Up to this point)
Crazier than a lunatic, up to the joint.

I may speak gibberish and titter all the while,
But know by a mile,
And this makes me smile,
That I'm more than the average juvenile.

So I thank thee, friend, for thy comment and thy praise,
For this thread was beginning to faze,
Let us continue,
shaping and shaping this poetry maze

 

To me the fool is the one who uses a tool to write under dim light
So that makes you more straightforward right?

I'm here to embarrass clown rappers
So I'll just run a marathon backwards
Just because I'll still be here after
The next person goes so clap for us sir

I'm tired of people saying we the best thinking they're fresh
You've been to Paris too much your grammar is a mess
Guess Scramble won't help out at all yes

Time to be random just because I feel so rad?
If my photographer's happy could you picture me mad?

Alright time to bring the heat since I know I'm realer
Take Medusa's head out of my freezer because I'm a stone cold killer

This is just me messing around with some spare time
Super stoked for the next person to lay down a few rhymes

 

I call out to all who see
What has become reality
Our home has many empty rooms
So escape your lifeless tombs
Rhyme with a never ending smile
And show the world you own style
Oda has called out east to west
So will you put yourself to the test?

 

When I take the test I make sure to pass it
Why is it when I speak my mind I have to become elastic?
Meaning I have to respect those that don't even deserve to be in this establishment
No one here I just mean those that enjoy to create tragic
Events lavish because they feel its rad when others get ecstatic the moment your try to spit a flow

Do you get what it means when people say go?
If likes is what you want don't be scared of the echo
It may take some time, but soon it'll be cheers and chants hoping you continue to grow
Speed is something that shouldn't bug you if this seems slow
What have you provided to even be considered judgmental material?
How is it you even expect to blow?
A great start would be to post something in this spot and just continue to let them rhymes roll

 

I'm not much of a rhymer
Especially publicly, I'm a first-timer
I'm pretty shy and I don't mean to be a rude or homophobic kind of guy

But I feel like I need to vent
When these dudes at my work be looking like they're in Broke Back Mountain about to pitch a tent
They can swear that they be straight but to me they look bent
When I see what they do i wanna fly away like Clarke Kent

I walk around the corner and see my co-worker twerk
I say that's pretty gay and all of a sudden I'm a jerk?
I feel like getting the hell outta dodge
When I go in the warehouse and see them in a huddle saying #teamhandjob

In my stand there's a guy who swears he's sly
Says he spends time with girls and gets that cash to shower them with pearls
Dude we get paid the same
I know you use your little cash to try and get a chance to smash
And ultimately fail and the girl's disses be hitting you like hail
You guys are like Haha made you look, now you want me to lay on this dirty floor?
I look you dead in you're eyes and say there's the door


You guys range from 18-23 yet you're so juvenile
So just sit there on little kid isle
I'm here on adult island
Go ahead and grumble like a troll
Because you can't even begin to afford the toll

I feel like demanding some reparation
Because you're a disgrace to be called a Haitian
So just drop out of your so called big kid race
And please, oh please know your mental place....

 

Yea know your mental place
A lot of the lames on this site are sluggish at making rp's great
If you'd like to challenge me be sure to not underestimate
I know for a fact these whack cats have no way of taking the bait

Why is this so?
Because I'm a terrible terrorist plot
You're more like the character Carrot Top
I'll continue to stomp on barriers until my era stops like a triceratops
Even when I'm gone from this Earth you'll be dumbfounded that my bones have yet to rot

But enough of the little taps to peoples jaw
We'll all play a game like that movie we once Saw
Incorporate some plays like the Titans so we're remembered by all

Huh you think you're making a name for yourself because people quote what you did bro?
Yea right keep making your point with broken fingers so
Can do me a solid like a G.I. Joe?

Get your entire crew and the fans who adore you too
Just so I can take your shine
Give it back to you just to say what you think is yours is mine
Pass the mic so yet another person can kick some slick spits this time
Enjoy what you see so you'll be able to have an open mind
No disrespect to anyone on here for what is said in my 2nd, 3rd, and 4th lines

 

The underdog has returned again
to spit out the rymthes that are bigger than him
his story is legit
he's true to his sh*t

his love is his life
the pain cuts like a knife
these words couldnt be more true
if it wasnt read from a goodnight moon

his stories are always heard
even if he seems alittle absurd
he came to speak
and he has spoken
let these word you read become broken.

 

Nas you briught Joe along?
Haha it seems your words are still strong
My inspiration is weak these days I am afraid
So very few rhymes can be made
I ask you not to dis me inn any way
Because I am sad almost each day
I have a reason but that is mine keep
Let's just say this sadness cuts deep.

 

All your rhymes are marvelous! Keep it up!
Anyway, I thought I'd pop in and say 'sup.
Great idea Oda, but I think I told you that before
All these rhymes, oh how I adore!

 

Spread across our community my friends
And how to do so depends
Your sig can carry the link
Or tell about on profiles and pms I think
Though I admit this rhyme is sub par
It is just asking you to show everyone where we are!

 

Hello poets, of which I am now one.
I was invited to join in the fun.
I've been rhyming for years, my grandpa taught me.
In real life, I rhyme unintentionally.

No, really, it makes my sister laugh hard
when I try to talk normally and rhyme like a bard.
But I can accept that I rhyme all I say.
Besides, I think life is just more fun this way.

 

Marushi I welcome you to our humble abode
There is no need here for any secret code
Nasirrich, Tadashi, Ienzo, myself and Keyblade master Joe
Are poets you will soon know
I am my glad invitation you didn''t decline
So as long and you have fun here everything is fine!

 

I shall echo my comrade's glowing praise,
Of this particular activity,
The art of rhyme and meter, form and phrase
Thus used to conversate organically.

The pleasing rhythm of this discourse is,
A feast to mind and ear and eye you see,
Which swells my beating heart with perfect bliss,
(I know that rhyme is half, don't lecture me),

I shall, myself, keep watch over this thread,
To watch your progress in this art of words.
I do hope this shall ne'er be left for dead,
Amidst the to and fro of posting herds.

And as I leave for now, one final thing,
Good luck to all and may your stanzas sing.

 

Another Mod joins the rhymer's home?
I am pleased to this place did your eyes roam
I know that rhyme is recycled from my sig
But inn my mind why should I dig?
For the joy of speaking inn rhyme is amazing
I hope many other the tides do bring
Our poetic home welcomes all wanders near
And remember we all have a home here.

 

This is pure lyrical homicide no sodomize of course
I'll stay dope even when they find me as a corpse
I know these bars are fire just don't roll up when you view my Toxicology Report

Glad to see more folks have come in adding their flow to this
Just be very cautious for these words will make any Caption see sick
No time to become complex but if the new folks do it my turn to be slick

So for the folks who swear they don't spit whack
All I see you do is making slick crap
When we do it you know we got raw tracks
You are hearing bars like your ears against Kit Kat

Now its my turn to become more intense
You'll use incense to enlighten those with no common sense
Then prepare your defense as I try to condense this like keeping all the action at the end of the anime and cutting you off at the end to increase THE SUSPENSE!!!!

Just call me the Lyrical Hitman
The moment I find my target everything about them is dammed

So if all the hating fakes could please try it
Use your inner most thoughts then reply to this
You wanna call me out, but can't reprieve sh**
I'm real so I move in silence like a mute driving a new hybrid
While you fakes try to cause an uproar in the library... BE QUIET!!!

Here's how I know I'm just getting too excited
My twisted thoughts are coming forth but don't worry they're just Twizzlers so BITE IT!!!

So now I guess there's no one who could possibly rival
kh-v poets and if you're still in denial
I'm a dude who'll try to sue a dude who's suicidal
I'll bite and pass the mic so this thread won't need a revival

 

So I feel I've been challenged to a battle of the rhymers.
rest assured my written word will blow your mind and inspire
You to give it up, give it up, have you had enough?
Forget this absurd idea that I don't know how to rap, how to tap out a beat, how to make you take your seat.
Sit down. Boy, you don't know me at all. You make me take a fall, you make me crawl, until it all
seems pretty hopeless but I'll just get back up.
It's so repetitive.
A negative definitive, a representative of a culture beyond recognition.
What's this is that is there is gone is moving on, it's moving on and now it's gone,
going beyond the song and behind the rhyme, I'm here to figure out the real reason behind the crime.
The reason beyond pain, beyond gain, beyond the call to fame. It's so lame how tame we aim to claim.
I don't want to sit down and watch the world pass me by,
I don't want to lie down and stay awake until I cry.
I don't want to shut down until I can't feel to try,
I don't want to wake up when it's my time to die.
I don't want to wake up when it's my time to die.
I don't want to wake up just to find that I died.
You feel that yet? You feel it? It's so repetitive.
Let the music play in the background, plug the mic in, let the bass pound, set the sound.
Give the record a spin, let the wannabes in, it's time for the open mic night.
You alright? Feeling tight? The light's too bright to love the spotlight, it hurts your eyes.
You realize there's more to life than this. There's something amiss. You feel no bliss.
Is this all there is to life? Can you live up to what you once were and what you once wanted to be?
Can you see who you are, do you know who you are or did you go too far?
Take a step back to reflect.
Take a step back to redirect.
You can still make it from here. There's no fear, there's no weakness in starting over from the top.
Give it all you got, till the music stops. Forget yesterday, don't worry about tomorrow.
Live for today.
Live for today, and tomorrow you won't hate yesterday.
Tomorrow you won't hate yesterday.
Tomorrow you'll be fine with yesterday.
So I feel I've been challenged to a battle of the rhymers.
Rest assured, my written word only serves to inspire.

 

No one was challenging you
I'm letting you know those rhymes you have isn't worth being challenged boo
If this was Oda's idea of a joke I'll get him for that too
So if you'd like I'll direct my comments to Marushi this is true

Silly trick you must not know I authorize my own all-access
Your rhymes bore and here's the catch them vocals of yours will be snapped in
Do your head like a panoramic roof leaving you marked absent

Now when I step up Oda better notice it
Chillin on the same boat Noah built
Surfing on the same waters Moses split
Guess this is poetry in motion, but I'll sit on your grave site... OVERKILL!!!

Here's how I know you are worth another lip split
I roll up like end credits in movies, but all your moves are scripted with the people I showed who directed it

I guess now I've encountered another clown
Now you have to jump through the hoops thinking your in a rhyme circuit, but you're the circus
If the fire around the circles right in front of you I'll fire rounds
Gun Pun intended to be extended, but no more since the mark is down
Keep repeating your words I'm sure sooner or later you'll be able to find the right sounds

So much for feeling tight I guess you must be conflicted
Like a Boa finger lickin on the mouse and lizard it'll leave constricted
Now that's what I call a smooth killer leaving only tread prints

 

Damn so much animosity, but I love this velocity
We gotta take this thread to new heights but we shouldn't have random fights

Marushi, Nas wasn't trying to pick you apart
So I don't think you should take it to heart

Anywho I haven't made a post in a while so I think I'm overdue
It's always nice to see a new friend joining this rhyming trend
Not one but two, it puts a grin on my face this is true

 

Oh, so my rhymes aren't worth challenging? How interesting.
And yet you bothered to reply with all that energy.
You seem to have some sort of rivalry, don't let me get in the way.
You go ahead and call him out, but don't dismiss me so flippantly.

I may be a newbie, but don't count me out. I may be inexperienced, but I ain't down for the count.
Call me a clown, that's just fine with me. I'll take it like I always have, that stuff don't phase me.
In fact, it just amuses me, this makes me smile. I'm in it for the fun and I'm getting it.
Even if my stuff's OVERKILL for the Lyrically Hitman's oh-so-chill pill it's all just for time to kill, I ain't nothing like the real deal.

Oda didn't set this up, this was all me. I saw somebody spitting rhymes, and joined in for the melody.
And actually, it seems to me you're alright, Mr. Lyrically.
But seriously, don't target me, the newbie who writes poetry.
I give you props, 'cause I love puns, the music stops and I am DONE.

Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite. :)

EDIT: How to say this in a rhyme...
I understand, 'twas all in jest.
No hard feelings? I'm just fine.
nassirich, thanks for the epic test. :)