Blunt Mc
on our final length, takin' heavy fire from the banks
my brains rattled try'n-a contemplate my current fate
the waves splash up over tha side of the lander
pandamonium among the platoon spreads faster than cancer
it seems panic's the answer, but I gotta keep a level head
suddenly a scream an' a cry of pain, another comrad dead
to the motherland..
he's just another, casualty on the statistic spread
as conscripted meds, try to stitch an' mend,
a mortar blast, just misses overhead
suddenly I see a flash an' have a flash of concience thought an' become bothered
what if that was my brother just lost
I start to toil in my emotional blanket,
hopin' an' pray'n for my siblings safety
"god let him be a'ight, save his life an' take me!"
--BEAT STOPS--
--screem of another mortar-- another loud blast--
Fate works in mysterious ways
black wounds turn to spiritless greys
war cries an' torn lives, scourned minds!
makes me almost sorry I died...

Genetikz

The year is 1942, ma phone just rang im one of the selected few//
right on que i turn up to be shipped out to da beaches on the far reach's of da atlantic//
ma heart skips n i start to panic, run around frantic, ima romantic i dont wanna be here//
ma stomach filled wid fear specially for ma brother who i hold so dear, its clear--//
one of us going to die, i call ma mom tell her a whole bunch of lie-s everything's fine//
I ask you sat at home in da warm, have you any inclination of what where going through//
i hate nobody especially you, but i wish it was you going here to die, bro i aint gunna lie//
we transfer to da landing craft, i wish i was aft so when da ramp whent down i wouldent be in da blood bath//
but no such luck, im stuck at the front, fuckin here we go 60 more seconds and ill no//
now i no-- what its like on death row, 60 seconds pass oh so slow, in ma mind i crumble//
i start to fumble for ma sefety switch on ma m67 i whanted one of deese since i was 11//
50 seconds left i look to ma left n see ma brothers landing craft glissaning in the sea spray//
i wanna wave n shout hey, but our eyes just lock n we transfer data like too computers//
both are futeres in-secure, shit look i can see the shore now only 40 seconds left//
staff sergent shoutin orders in ma direction n thats when the bombs start rainin down//
all around us plumes of water thats when i think of ma unborn daughter, hope she's safe//
still its better then her mom tellin her-- baby dads gone to the slaughter//
30 seconds left, i can feal ma heart pounding harder then the bombs, i wonder is it worth hoping//
-- for salvation, but fuck that i just hope for a fast elimination, extermination//
fuck dying for a alien nation who's lands i never walked n bitch's i never stalked//
but thats ma situation, no evasion if i go grazy ma sergant shoots me himself, wish i was an elf//
wid super human powers----- of persuasion to stop this madness on gods green earth//
20 seconds left, ma mind seizes from fear, but i can taste the emotions of those around me//
-- whilst all this mayhem surrounds me, fuckit gods lookin down with a frown on me//
10 seconds left, shits gettin heavy more n more we approach the shore, this like nothin i seen before//
i got no emotions now, im paralized with fear, fuckit i wish i was queer cus they dont get chosen//
struck off nothin to fear for a fuckin queer, im worried now ma life aint flashing before me//
shit gets worse the wether is turning stormy, 0 seconds left, the ramp slams down, i look up//
--- at a bunker goto pull ma trigger in anger qiuke look to ma left see ma brothers boat in flames//
i start calling out random names as i squeeze ma trigger, i snart to snigger, n thats my end//
a peice of shrapnal hits ma left temple, and im left bereft on ma way to gods temple//

hmm, good concept, using D-day and shit, but i think you guys cudda made it betta

yea good concept it coulda been a lil better but its tight shit though

yea, I was doing lines off my desk at work when I wrote this... I could've made it way longer, but topicals ain't my thing ne-way.. nice verse tho zainy// .....

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You both came well....hot shit..flowed nice...uppin this piece

ty fam, ty blunt u 2 dawg,,, lets get some views right here

uppin

LONG WINDED ASS lol

I liked it was nice spit no complaints son

...........this was hot.........Loved both of your verses. Liked the whole concept of D-Day and WW2. THis was a amazing piece props to u BLunt and Props to you Fam UPPIN FOR MY NIGGAS PIECE!~!!!

shit was great i like the word play

ty

it was mad long... cool topic never seen done before...
you got way too descriptive though, it started just running on as some huge blur... IMO... you need to shorten and tighten tha rhymes...

keep writing...

peace...