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Mental Warfare……

Physical War collides with Mental War

Historical War:
Its December 7th, 1941, I arrive at work at 0700 hours to continue training my troops. I’m not sure who America will be at war with next, but I must be ready. At approximately 0755 hours, tha Japanese performed a surprise aerial attack on Pearl Harbor. Terrible move. I’m one of tha many commander’s sent to Japan to execute ground attacks with our troops. We spot tha enemy advancing quickly towards us. Ammuntion is loaded and artillery is aimed. (Three……Two……One……)

(Translated)

Present War:
(It’s late on a Saturday night when I sign on and scope Rapbattles.com. I check tha R.B.T.L. thread to see who I will be battlin’ for tha upcomin’ week. No matta who’s name appears BESIDE mine, I am ready to begin and finish this verbal war. Knowledge fabricates and blood rushes to my finger tips. (Three……Two……One……)

I’m Thinkin’:
Physical or Men-tal, it makes no difference……hell (losa’s bracket) is where I’m goin ta Send-You/
This is war, and this kat is runnin with Pistols (weak meta4’s), his gameplan (rhyme-scheme) is just too Simple/
Pax doesn’t know what I’ve Been-Through, He couldn’t undastand or fathom tha Lyfe-I-Live/
Trigga squeezed (keys flyin), it’s gonna happen, no matta if he screamed……”I’ve-got-Kids”/
I’ll introduce him to tha “Big Hurt”, and I’m not talkin’ about tha White-Sox-Bread/
……Winner,
I’m droppin grenades (punchlines), causin abrupt and hott Head-Splitterz/ (Head Ache)
I’m blackmailin’ tha P.O.W.’s (usin’ your old battle verses) to find out your Strategy/
Lord……don’t be Mad-At-Me, you know war is inevitable……as well as Tragedy/
You asked for it (you signed up for tha R.B.T.L), and I’m gonna let you Have-it-(P)
I’m Packin-Heat (verses) to destroy tha Japanese (Wack-Emceez)/ Who couldn’t fight (type) his way out with a Ca-l-Vary (Bag-of-Keys)/
Don’t get me wrong…its so Sad-Ta-See, all of these innocent victims…aka…Casualties/

Your Thinkin’:
I’ve gotta do sumthin……I Have-Ta-Leave, I don’t undastand……I uses to live lyfe so Happily, but now my head hangs lower than my Saggin-Jeans/
I heard this kid hits his target (delivers shots) with Accuracy/
Ending lives (careers) so……Nastily/
Ammunition (verses) unloads from his “Tommy gun” (mouth) more Rapidly, than I can shift from Mag-ta-Machine (Tab-to-“C”), My verbalz are Action-Free/
I’m contemplatin’ signin in, I will be destroyed by this “Mad”-Emcee/
Actually, even my troop (crew) will Laugh-At-Me/
I should just take tha 2 week suspension, I think I’ll Pass-this-Week/

What you Did NOT do:
Check in. Show up. Grow balls.

Moral: If you are gonna sign up for tha R.B.T.L. and actually get accepted, than your ass betta show up for your first battle.

This piece would have been longa if this Bitch had shown up. I’m droppin it anyways, for feedback. Tell me if you liked tha Concept. Stay real, peace, 1 luv