Balanced Die-yet?

A bit rappy, hopefully not crappy though :/

We,

Party like Dionysius

Bring the fun and drinks to us

Drink like we possess a

Liver like Prometheus’;

After the revelries of Bacchus

The hangovers that attack us,

The bloodshot eyes that never bleed

The wheezing lungs that barely breathe

Come with the territory, like title deeds;

 

We,

Call the shots like umpires

Shun daybreak like vampires

Jager is our master

Than chasers we are faster -

So we’re straight shooting like

Expert marksmen, masters of

Call of Duty Dragunovs

Heeding warnings not at all

Screw the writing on the wall!

Keep going, never looking back,

Daniel couldn’t tell me jack…

 

“Real G’s don’t get married, hoe!

I’ve got lots of money so

Just keep jumping up and down

For these coins like Mario!”

[Some dudes surround themselves with girls

So they can feel like princes

Me, I take a single one

And treat her like a princess]

Most guys will say anything

There’s nothing they won’t mention

All out to exploit you like

SMS’s from a prison

Once they get it, they just split

Like white light through a prism -

Girls to them are just trophies

They always want another one

Some declare they’ve more silverware

Than Alex Ferguson

Like Ronaldo, you think you’ve got them, then you blink -

And they’re off to score another one.

 

We,

Have blacked out lungs and burnt out brains

Clogged up hearts, varicose veins

Sluggish and soporific

The rate at which we down the pizzas really is terrific

Two by two for me and you

Tear into it like a shark

Two by two for me and you

Like they’re going in the Ark

I’m not sure how we can cure

This curious malady

We’re chugging up the soda

Like dredgers on Magadi

And, like them, we have no use for the water

Rush for the Sprite first

When you need to quench your thirst

Ballooning bodies and weight-loss shows

Dumbbells on the ground -

The closest we come to exercise

Is picking up the pounds.

Or reaching for the oh-so remote control

Will somebody remind me just when

It was we lost control?

 

Time goes by, we live fast and hard

Waistlines - and skins - grow thicker

Coronary artery?

More bypasses than Thika…

But man, it was legendary

How we lived our lives!

Partied hard, drank harder,

And dead at thirty-five…

Reviews

[Centfie]

I simply like this part, i find it funny ha ha
“....

Just keep jumping up and down

For these coins like Mario!”

[TLK]

I really enjoy the juxtaposition of classical erudition and a rap-lyrics sensibility. You have managed to strike an amazing balance between the two.

I also picked up on the shout-outs to games. This also helps to moderate the 'gangsta' edge.

But man, it was legendary
How we lived our lives!
Partied hard, drank harder,
And dead at thirty-five…
is an excellent way to end.

[M.Babu]

"Time goes by, we live fast and hard
Waistlines - and skins - grow thicker
Coronary artery?
More bypasses than Thika…
But man, it was legendary
How we lived our lives!
Partied hard, drank harder,
And dead at thirty-five…"

Great lines in this piece...very very creative puns in here!
Again as always good one!

~M.Babu~