You think you the hot shit?/
You all forget the real terror twoDICEd/
who that you say?
One of the illest realist ole skool juggalo legends/
Brought fourth from the gates of hell to devour your soup whole/
I am the wickedest demons from the 13th gate of hell crushinn/
you impaling you on my pitchforks from my throne in hell
You stand no chance against my wicked tongue from where
the illest demon lay waiting in trap swallowing you whole spitting you out like yesterdays news
You stand no chance by my demons awaiting hells orders to destroy you into ribbions
feeding you to the pigs.
I'm an ole skool living legend who's powers not one to be fucked with.

In between classes my ass.
I always come prepared to destroy those in my wake
leave you shaking like a Vietnam vet after a night terror
ill destroy you and leave you devasted spasming like a bitch after your beating
this lyricist needs no one to dictacte my every move
ill leave you in a state of shock and disbelief when I show you the demon rage

Come correct son your in the presence of a solider
I'm more then willing to demonstrate the fire that rages on in my soul
Ain't nothing as fucked up as coming up missing rotting in a cellar
I'm done with your sniviling comments got not
thing to say because your shits weak

Aren't raps supposed to try to rhyme at some point? Lol

I think free form poetry would gel better with this here internet medium. It's really damn difficult for fuckers to look hard when they're busting rhymes out'a their keyboards. Poetry ain't about dissing the opponent, it's about the thoughts and feels.

I rip shit, spit and split it down the center
my hair is reminiscent of C'thulu or some hentai
tentacle rape, a sex tape
forceful insertion of my rhymes
into your brain, I bring pain to your mind
if ya didn't catch it the first time
hit rewind and you'll find
connotations of depravity
speaking from experience
I'm well acquainted with the tragedy
of poverty, a failed creation of this sovereign state
never taught to live, but I've learned how to hate
Do ya feel me? If it ain't touchin' enough
I could reach out and grab you
Oh, how easily I could stab you
dump the carcass in an ally undressed
then egress. I flee with haste!
Gone into the night without a trace
or drag you back to my shack
trim away the fat and stack
your slabs in my freezer
ready for when I'll eat ya
slap a steak on the skillet
fried the flesh until it
sizzles. Grizzly, morbid but delicious
I muthafuckin' killed it!
Dig in, but wait! I forgot to say grace.
Would you find that disturbing?
I refuse to rephrase or reword it
you heard it right, bitch
I'm the scratch to the itch
the cure to the cancer
People like you are the problem
I must be the answer.
A simple solution to end the feuding; death
you fancy me mad? Naw, I'm just too fresh
too fast, it's too bad you're so slow
bitch ass fake hoe or a rake
it's all about the context
man, I'd tell ya to suck my dick
but you're the wrong sex
it ain't my thang, thanks
but I'll get it elsewhere
Ya walked in on your mommy
that's right homie, I'm there.
plowing her field
her red high heels kicking in the air
mentally scarred for life
enjoy the nightmares.

Poetry…

                                                                                         EARTH az Thy Eye See
Humanity Exist on a Massive Circular Dirt Ball Labeled Planet Earth aka tha 3rd Reel Life Product from tha Sun & Oblivion a N.ation A.head of T.ime A.nd S.pace but in 2012 it iz said 2B All Reversed-n-Erased so I Find Myself Trippin' in a Deserted Place in Egypt Searchin' 4 my "True Self" within Pyramids but they'res Serpents at Tha End ov Thy Rainbow Slithering 'cuz Thy Wingz hav Been Clipped Whispering Deadly Secrets (...eat tha forbidden fruit...) Death Touched each Side ov Thy Earth from Alaska 2 New Zealand but B4 I Rot I Must Make a Pit Stop at my Mother Land then Jerusalem Learning 2B Ordinary wit no need 4 a Mask 2 Look Scary Bury all that I Wuz & Become wut I Can a Sensitive Warrior a lil' Geto Boy ta Man Embraced Solitude then Kissed Tha Darkness Goodbye & said Hi 2tha Great Morning Eastern Sun Listen 2tha Poetry I Relay Evol I Slay like tha Archangel I am Michael Fill My Heart & Soul with Love & Wisdom az I Fully Fill My Lungz with Fresh Air Be Aware az I Roll Down tha Window Drive-Bye 2 Create Wind Flow Inhale tha Spiritual Blessings G.O.D. Lives Threw Me Nurturing My Inner Creativity with in My Galaxy Thy Full Moon Follows at Night Everywhere I Go then Rest in Me az I Lay My Head Down 2 Sleep God Branches in My Body Acknowledging Spokes ov Crownz-n-Thornz ov Roses az Thy Lotus Growz HE Fillz My Purpose 4 Thy Being plus Future Seeings Alwayz & Forever Blessings i Treasure 'cuz 1 Day I Will Not Be Breathing & My Shell Will Descend in2 tha Dirt of this Earth az My soul Ascends 2tha Heavenz I Can Only Block Out Despair & Truthfully Hope ------Thy Ghetto F.R.3.e.K.S.H.O.W.

open ur eyez expand ur mind & it'll b clear i cap. tha main wordz, Scruffy "disdain" Realy Im  Unworthy ov 1'z Respect I Guess I'll Go Slit My Wrist cuz That Wuz az Painful az Finding Out Justin Bieber Smokes Marijuana #cut4bieber ————————NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!

clearly joking i give no fucks it'z all good i cnt help tha way u perceive thangz maybe u need glasses or sumthang

I'ma preemptively declare Pat the winner mostly on account of the fact that he actually wrote his rhymes in English.