the hand of a hero from a far away land
here to stand for freedom, sword contraband
a symbol of ethics unity and pride
he fucked his friend's wife
so here the hero died
hahahaha

Thats Funny


Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Your Wack

this man was a great soldier, but hero's never die..
he put up a fight... and never swalloed his pride...
so with his last breath he holds his hand high..
and the man and the fog takes his horse for a ride..
his lifetime was great and he has saved many lives..
as a soldier he's dead... but again true hero's never die....

instead of him pullin out tha clip/
he gonna stick ppl who runnin there lip/
hes like a flat surface with a dip in the middle/
he got fucked up before/
why u think hes in tha water callin ppl out for more/

stuck in a pool full of lust...
speak to the star's ...they the only one he trust..
cutting out of this anquish is a must......
or is he destined to crumble into dust.........
blaH.........

stuck in a pool full of blood/
hes stuck in there like a foot in mud/
when ever he kills its silent like a dud/
he only rises when he gets done with a Bud/

hows this one guys

cant never defeat me ill rise above water
then with one arm sever all ties to my slaughter
the living dead coming back for vengence
murder my murderers and anyone of resemblence
life sentence confined to the water under the surface
if im not back i perish of the outside world to wonder is worthless
im an urban legend, a fable you dont belive i exist
until you come test it and the swords the only thing you see through the mist
slay you then eat ya corpse sharpen ya foot bones and use your feet as forks
no survivers, cant let this leak of course...son i'll even eat ya horse
then lay under the surface to rest and recover
then wake to eat men whove been tested by lovers
it never fails, each day i get a course-that-is-grand
wait...hold up, here comes a horse-and-his-man


eh...blah...i should start practicin topicals instead of battle verses

the air was thick and the fog was ample
during my swim across slavery lake i was trampled
the sky was dark and the sight was blinding
and only the hope of seeing the sunlight shining
kept me fighting
until i got tired and pressures was too strong to bare
but still i died fighting with my sword in the air
then me and my trusted steed walk away from death





...and to my grave

..here u go 1 of if not the best on here....

this warrior made one final action
to raise his sword up, jus a reaction

he is already in another place
but at all costs he avoids disgrace

he was struck down, and lost the fight
but still he managed to give a sight

a tru soldier, fightin to the death
even till the water takes his breath

ahhh ya'll r all so good at this i aint even gonna attempt..but good job EVERYONE ELSE but me

sacramento
 

don't put yourm self down, you can do it you just ain't tried

I lost my sword after throwing it so dove into the river...
I dive into it too fast..n it quickly stabs into my livers...
Then I get up..it was hard..
I almsot made it..didn't get to far

The last struggle of a solja raises his sward in one last action,
as the man in the back stands with his horse laughin,
knowin that he is the best and stands alone,
and lays the soldier to rest to clam the throne,
as the misty dew rises like a heart through a humble mans chest,
through the mans rib cage filled wit rage knowin he's still not the best,
theres still a chance that he could be overthrown,
he has more hate feeling that he just dont know.

just a little comical flow
and the best one here

i jumped off my boat headed home to get some trim
when i soon realized i never learned to swim
don't get it twisted i wasn't going down a fighter
i took off my sword in hopes i would become lighter
help,help, somebody please help is all i kept asking
when in the shadows i saw my homie with his horse laughing
i thought to my self look at this clown
but before i could cuss him out i drowned

Drowning to a deep dark lake to portray
That Soldiers like him die every day
It dont matta if you a vet or a rook
look how easyly his life was just took
A sleeky bitch came up from behind
Too think Cheapshots should be considerd a crime
Cuz he could feel the blade come in side of his stomache
It feels like hes' been all sickend and drunkin
But as him and his sword become a treasure thats sunkin
And has his flesh gets eaten up his bodies nothing
and his swords been at the bottom rustin
This whole time i was wit this guys bitch in the castle fuckin