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[title] => You Ain/'/t Gon/'/ be Stoppin/'/ me
[time] => 2017-01-10 22:31:12
[hometext] => Here/'/s some /'/rap battle-esque/'/ material I came up with nearly entirely just going about the day at work. Thanks for the idea Ms. Scorp :D
[bodytext] => 9mile! woot woot! // Yo I/'/m sick, ill, flat-out disgusting, So unhealthy that the doc won/'/t even touch me Leaking venom and mucus, I/'/ll spit a gospel of lupus The lyric is my drug, And I/'/m prone to abuse it Pestillence my weapon, And I know how to use it I don/'/t say it- I spray it, Hose you down and hit you with uncivil right movements Blast you away, with the strongest of currents With enough left over, To hand out some refreshments And if you try and cross me, There will be no repentance I/'/ll leave you broke and helpless, Like a newborn lost with ISIS You can/'/t challenge me- That/'/s why my advice is, Leave your mind at home before I pry it open with vices Climb my way in and rip it and tear it, Make your brain into my own personal barracks Heralding my future through my prophet-that/'/s you And you/'/ll lose all free will- Once my plans are through You/'/ll be on your knees, Pleadin at my legs But I/'/ll boot you down a flight of stairs, And call you scrambled begs If you think you can climb with me, Then come up with it Look in your bowl and you/'/ll say "No whey!" Alone on your tuffet I am not a rapper- I/'/m a linguist, I/'/m a lyricist distinguished And before you discern and learn and burn, You/'/ll find that your fire/'/s been extinguished Don/'/t call me no Hitler or Hannibal Lector, I search through some jeans like a forensics D.N.A. inspector I can see through you Straight down to your specter I corrupt the insides When I throw my spice in Poison your intenstines Like you ingested ricin And when I/'/m finished with this rap I expect to see you divorcin/'/ /'/Cause slayin/'/ you/'/s so easy, I dubbed it an abortion I slither up to you in slow motion, And devour you in one single portion Blur your soul into distortion And bend it in contortions Face it, there/'/s no survivin/'/ Nowhere to run and no place to hide in I/'/mma give your girl a mushroom, And a shot of psilocybin For when it comes to my style, I/'/m untouchable And When it comes to my flow, I/'/m erruptible Elegant and flashy, So loveable And when I grab a mic it becomes, Combustible Believe when I say, This ain/'/t no ordinary feat Rhythmic mathematician, I extrapolate the beat Stellar Luminosity Terminal Velocity Ruthless Dichotomy Spitting out lobotomies Spiritual botany Viva la philosophy Militant homogeny And you ain/'/t gon/'/ be stoppin/'/ me// [comments] => 7 [counter] => 406 [topic] => 43 [informant] => xHeathenx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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