this is a complete re-write on a piece i did 3 years ago. its a story about a man who is killed and comes back to life as a zombie to take revenge on his killers. it too damn long to post in one go (i aint even finsihed re-writing it yet), but enjoy this first chapter. incidentaly, this is the piece that got me my cypher name "johnny 6 feet", since the zombie persona started taking over the raps i was writing then.


i remember the night like it was yesterday/
in my mind, i've tried to construct up a better way/
to deal with the situation i was facing/
but it was fate, making its regal proclamation/
i was on the route home with a girl on my arm/
feeling inside like i had the world in my palm/
the attack came from the back range and such/
6 men, all of them armed, the pain too much/
it turned out the said lady was the ex of the leader/
he was calling her a cheater, the man's a wife beater/
i fought the best i could but the odds were too high/
it wasnt long before i felt steel from a few guys/
they left me, i realised i was bleeding to death/
the girl ran for her life while i was speeding to rest/
the ambulance was too late, i expired at last/
and so i'm told, my soul-less body was retired to grass/

6 months past, i dont know where i was at the time/
then my eyes snapped open, i was back in my mind/
i reached out in the dark and felt the coffin lid/
somehow pushed it open with retching and coughing fits/
i clawed upwards through the dirt, kept spitting it out/
to the surface, breathed ait with a split in my mouth/
examined myself, my clothes and my flesh were ragged/
my body was still dead but animated and ravaged/
i realised i had a purpose in this new resurrection/
to take revenge on my killers for my own redemption/
my voice rasped as i cleared my throat, then i spoke/
"this is my oath, all listeners can write this in my quotes/
the six sick fucks who took my soul from the earth/
will all fall victim, my foes will taste dirt!"/
i brushed myself off and grabbed a pipe from the ground/
focused where my enemies soul light could be found/
my instincts told me nothward, i moved forwards/
dragging my weapon behind me, i cursed i four words/
"death to those fuckers!" and as the sun set/
i started to run, set on my task to blood let/

well i'm scared!....
Nice bringing it back..
good vocab...and usage..
I would normally say not very creative but you brought back the original..so creative....
just an overall good piece...

don't be stingy nahh..
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/sho...threadid=105602

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Retarded people's heads are to big..I'll be back with something just as funny as watching the Special Olympics..don't worry..

ohh yeah..nice!!..finish it!!..finish it!!1..hurry finish it!!..I want to see the part wear he scares them and shit and gets his revenge and his ex girlfriend get fucked and shit..finish it!!!

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Hell yeah that was nice as fuck homie keep at it fo sho cause I wanna see some of yo next peices

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