Check out my poem for my intro to creative writing class b
 

http://community.rapverse.com/showt...ewpost&t=247526

:evilgrin:

you entered THAT in for a creative writing class?

The Kid

The kid is a raging volcano
The kid is the color red
Ever touch his car
Don’t be surprised if you wound up dead


^was my first choice, but didn't think it'd go over to well b.

but yo peep game, this is something you might think is ill. Yesterday, when I was taking the most incredible and amazing dump ever, right? I took out a marker, and scribbled "BOOGER" on the fucking stall wall!!! OMG!! The rush I felt was amazing b. Can I join your gang b? PLEASE?!?!?!

no.... your not worthy

aww, what'd I do wrong b? Was the bathroom stall not dangerous enough? I wanna be like the cool kids b. Running around coloring on everything. LEmme at em b!! Lemme at em!!!

you wanna get into my crew you gotta off someone..

give me a name b!! I take em out with no mercy!! Straight rape em to death!! Give em to me b! Give em to me! :shoot:

you couldnt hurt a fly kiddo..

My wallets a better weapon than an atom bomb b! Let me at em!

nah your weak..

damn and just when i was gonna cop the whole crew a bunch of BMW 7 series. Bunch of haters b. BUNCH OF HATERS!! Don't be suprised when you burning that beer belly climbing up hills, then go up to tag a wall, and you see a tag that says, "THE KID WAS HERE". Ya feel me b? YA FEEL ME?

I feel you...i feel you kid
no homo tho

baph...enough of the nonsense....drop an OM

you know nothing of graffiti toy

i could open mic all night lad...

straight up,
check the mechanics of the mind
as im tackling the times with aptitude to rhyme
to baffle you & blind rapper dudes defined
as the wackest you can find
jus for practice & I'm trying to relax & doing fine
the baddest with a fat bag of bagdad to brew tonight
& damn my crew is tight cause i dont hang with stupid types
yo Im crashing through the mic with high magnitude to strike
any maggot who dispise with an antagonist disguise
theyll be catching a surprise when attacking my advice
is step back or you get sliced & smacked & uthanised
by my tactics & applied magic when i write
my narrative on life immaculate & right ontrack with it comprised
of real rap thats through the eyes of a captive.......to the vibe
with a practical devised actual reprise
to hack a fucking axe into the eyes of the masses of deprived
rappers whove arrived must be a fucking masochist inside
its fact that ill provide an embarrasing demise
to any faggot who decides to test the mavrick in his prime
can get splattered on the grav pit.....& battered into fine
fragments on a grind.. & thrown the fuck back into the line
as I & open up avenues supplying cash for moving rhymes
while hacking you with knives cause my stratigy is live
i aint a passenger i drive forward traveling the sky
morphing passeges to scribe so dramatic the devide
between your attitude and mine & my rhapsody combined
like an activist im dying to react to this decline
& vacuity of lyrical faculty & design
cats have apathy for rhyme bringing macabre in time
& if hip hop is dying, then im massivly inclined
to bring it back into the light.. & on track n moving right
to shine spectacular & bright .........................SIKE