standard
16
2 rounds
hmmmm...... i dunno any other relative rules.
you wanna go, then jump off...
flip the coin, money
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standard
16
2 rounds
hmmmm...... i dunno any other relative rules.
you wanna go, then jump off...
flip the coin, money
ill drop tonight
whose next, poem oughta find kleenex
funny u live in new mex, cuz ima borderline pheonix
i'm rising from the ashes of defeat, cyke, my eyebeams
crush the competitions foundation and I-beams
with ground pounds placing clowns in the brown soil
astound, drinking poetic's blood like crown royale
who the fuck u tryin to foil, my math is fuckin calculus
ya boy dusk is hazardous, avoid the wrath of Ra's
al ghul, or walk the path to the lazarus pit, pause
i cause cancerous tumors to inhabit ur uterus
fools who aint use to this are just equipped for boredom
but ima mod so u kno i got the Scriptures For'em
force em to spit the organs important for comics readers
and all humans really, experience cosmic ether
poetic picked the last rage havin, rash mod
hed ever wanna have smash his brains in a splash page
eloels...doubt anyone but u will catch the comic references. sorry for the delay, was readin todays comics.
haha comic style huh...
pack ur [abstent]'s, im bout to send the kid home
-GET- what i mean (said imperatively):
----------invert dusk to a worm hole to the negative zone
i know damn well that went over your head
simply; i'm Dusk's dusk = your goin to bed
so lame its a sin; fuck repentance, serve ur penance
the next sentence has no Mef essence in the text refrence;
im johhny blaze/ the ghost rider; soul igniter
i ain't fear'd a Dusk, burned u up from both tires
no chance for a reply or to even be able to run'd off
leave you broken from the jump off
then side-off-the-road dumped off
dusk's shit rhymes = puerto rican poop-hop
stuff ur mouth with ur own tube socks
before i throw u off a roof top
pawn to king four; when i rhyme it ain't often
but when i do i leave Dusk like Cassie St. Commons
i was a lil 'e.e. cummings' in the beginning but wuteva
taking names and whoopin asses, shouldnt ask dusk
whats the task cuz hes Trask, mutants gettin ass fucked
by sentinels, poetic is gettin dented til his dentures fill
with blood, put him in the mud til its edible
poetic won's susceptible to gettin killed, now hes gettin chills
bobby drake, rocket punch and he'd probably break
speakin of drake, these coffee cakes is reekin (rican) fake
like skampoe, im tony jaa kickin lamp posts
back hand hos, im dolemite flows precise
so poetic better pay big for me to throw the fight
second round is superfluous, my first verse was murderous
u heard the words and twitched knowin u ran out of turds to spit
after u lose pandemics support, and the rest of the corp
ull forget ur shorts and perform oral services
fuck a vote, take a W and some pathetic hugs
if u gettin bugged, tell poetic thug he could get a slug..eloels..
w/e man, mad tired. votes i guess.
haha Votes? ur 2 verses vs my 1??
holy fuck...im sorry, thought u did 2..ill fix that
where the fuck is u goin cause this is Dusk verses Poem and we haven't concluded the battle in issue 2//
i got a ***SPOILER ALERT*** see i end up goin berserk and to sum it all up, hate to say it but kid, you lose//
but i guess ill leave it up to the reader so let me touch on some details and demonstrate just how this had all ensued//
Dusk steps in the ring at the sound of the opening *DING*; the crowd knows the outcome and immediately starts to boo//
the roar of hisses in hate dissapate as they open the gates and thru the darkness, my glowing red eyes are all you see//
from Dusk there's a YELP as he pisses himself. He loses control runnin away getting his urine all over me//
in a fury of rage i then break outta my cage and quickly remove the penis from in between dusk's scronny thighs//
lookin up from his cower in pain, i tower & reign as galactus quickly flashes before rip out his eyes//
just then his heart stops and seemingly pops as he opens his eyes to realize the entire thing was but a dream//
hands of the clock won't turn back and dies from his heart attack yet from across the country im able to see the whole thing//
i know you might not believe this but i did it from psychokinesis and the only motive i had was cause i was bored//
for the weak ass rhymes that he spit he deserves what he gets and just for fun i shoved his keybored up the ass of his corpse.
i wrote this to DINNER TIME by Royce & Busta cause thats an ill ass beat.
not sure if this counts but if it don't then ill rewrite.
if it do then vote niggas
ya i don't know much of the comic reference,
but if you want me to vote anyways i will.
in mine..they should matter..idk how poetic feels about his...i say vote anyway.
yeah in my first at least it's pretty essential to know the back story behind the variations of "DUSK" in the comics.
damn... i left out the spidey variation.
in my 2nd it'd be better to know but i tried to keep it open for an average reader.
since i doubt the references will be understood by anyone i say vote anyway, otherwise this'd been a waste.
one of us should have Pandemic come in and vote just so the usage of comics don't go unwarranted haha
go get em..eloels.
aight, haha ima "Drunken Monk" this piece.... "...please vote for me, i need the W"
ok...votes?
i vote dusk