01-31-2013, 07:47 PM | #1 |
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Join Date: Aug 1997
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Round 1: 3. Mr. Long Story vs 18. Rev Prez
Mr. Long Story:
32 I was undivided, but this hunger left my head asunder Seven summer days of stress and blood've been my bread and butter Vengance quenched my quest for water, but the pain in me burns Served my words and empty statements on the tables they've turned I refuse to eat them...a caged bird who writhes in sickness I'd rather that then be an early one with worm who's pride diminished So I'll try to finish out the final minutes of my life distinguished Think of times in mind where family ties and binds were thickest Them as rope ladder, I used to climb those trees to spy on weekends.. playing hide and seek with seasons,chasing idle dreams believing that my tries to reach them meant I'd find my peace and higher meaning Dine with seasons, eat designs of creed to feed my rhyme and reason I'm relieved my mother's here to keep me in check She'd heed my lust for feast and expect I'd cease in respect And ahh! The irony inspires me toward death, to suffer If she knew I gave into this, I'd be in bed without supper So I'm proud, chest still wonders where my mind went And my stomachs S.O.S is growing stronger with each violent Convulsion, want is compulsion...I keep pushing toward the open door Hope's ignored..every bone and pore is cold and sore I need to fix the harm I'm striken with, I can skip back to the mission's start Or stay the escape artist painting my prison bars The indecision chars my mixed emotions, scraping my pot luck I'm toward the bottom fishing for some guidance through this rot Stuck between a rock and a warm meal...I feel so worn...and HUNGRY ravenous...even a pacifist has his right to fight for life,somebody's Out there...in my position..sans the cell and sentry A child, emaciated, dying without reason..while I'm eating my memories what a horrible wretch to question.. My spirit and recollection...I'll die in merit to spread the message.. <i>A political prisoner...jailed for a speech he made in Tiananmen Died as a representative..of the people who starved while their delegates Feasted on heartaches and sentiments...</i> Rev Prez: 1. What you want to me say, man? The only reason we in family court is she wanna to get paid, man 2. I'm not askin for the kid Just don't give him to her, Jake You need to know how she got knocked up in the first place 3. Another three baby bottom bitch from the tenements Strung out, laid out on the floor in front her kids'n'shit 4. Nine months later I did the right thing 'fessed up, gotta ring, stepped up, learned to live with it 5. After five years She still smoke a paycheck in four days if not less She still make it topless 6. She on every Myspace Junkie hotlist, got it? Her first two kids still eat out the garbage 7. So, tell me ya honor You really wanna leave'im with mommy? You really think she gonna feed'im tomorrow? 8. You gonna wait til she flatline to save that child? She gotta lifetime of problems and I ain't got time |
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