Game Over

A mutant, a radioactive contusion.

My a*s, gave it gas, now im f*****g moving.

Onto the end, the finish line, a f*****g shoe in.

Im new an, your old news, news i knew and 

screws im loosing, as we pretend this battle im loosing, wrap it up with a few loose ends, 

confusing, a thriving city, up an left it in ruins.

Black cloaked, hooded druid, IV fluids, 

Gat broke, firing pin, out i chewed it, trigger squeezed now, told you id do it.

Ten teeth marks on the barrel, yea EG blew it.

Face on some blue s**t, stiff Elmers glue tip, 

sticky grip, stick um up, Richy Rich, Jackson upper cuts, a Rampage, no f***s.

Bomb on the stage, chickens with no cluck.

Took a bomb on stage, chicken heads, my dicks well sucked.

Salmonella poisoning, chocked the chicken, she likes it real rough. 

In an out, left and right, my blade keeps the feathers well plucked. 

Goose and a swan, I recognize no duck, bad luck, body covered up in the back of the truck.

One G, no UN, i see, just me..no pun.

Mission complete, no fun, grey skies, trust me, no sun.. rains not done. 

Bars run from bars, bring the heavens down from the stars, impacts bombard

even from behind bars locked cars explode far, gorilla tactics, no holds bared, reload the AR

Re-roll a new cigar, as i retold, another page from Scar

12 bubbles Gage the contents of this unmarked mason jar.

I know your popping some corny something, but i wasn't listening.

Busy kicking it with Popcorn Sutton, drinking an smoking weed in the kitchen.

These lines must be glitching, space-time the fabrics ripping.

Physics are fucked, i need a new physician.

Watch as my feet move, roots grew planted in a quantum position.

Like Groot, stomp um like a twig, raging tunnel vision.

A ton of incisions, a gun mixed with questionable decisions. 

A life for a life, changes nothing, for both sides the death penalty still glistens.

the only difference is the same as this blunt. b***h, BLitZ3D is still hitting. 

Next time i roar a warning make sure you f*****g listen... 

battle? 

Im already bored with you

.....

I pulled a gun 

And a sword you drew 

 

Reviews

[A writer]

okay...mind telling me whats this stuff all about?

[dan]

Blitzed, This is a piece of a longer write of yours I reviewed, phrases I recognized from before ("Physics are fucked, i need a new physician") It's still artfully done writing, but a repeat. take care...dan

[BLitZeD]

ya my bad, i didnt plan on putting the longer version up after i posted this

[dan]

No problem. I DID review the longer version; didn't you get that review? I raved about it, you've got some very strong skills and a knack for manipulating the language to sing. My compliments! take care...dan

[Emily]

Good lyrical content, but the rhythm was so hard to find.

[BLitZeD]

not really a rhythm to it, was a section taken out of context in a v.s match

[BLitZeD]

full version

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/blitzed/1606195/

[Emily]

That ending is just awesome!
Keep it up!!

[Ruth]

Visceral approach to survival and reflection...a rap style to the quality also, which gives a poignant delivery :)

[BLitZeD]

thank you much :)

[Sultrysoul]

Nice rhythm of the writing

[BLitZeD]

ty .

[Sultrysoul]

You are welcome :)

[E G TEN]

Nice Flow BlitZed, rebuttals, delivery, bars, and references...
Way to finish it off with a Bang! Nice Battle!

[BLitZeD]

same to u friend

[wordman]

don`t go to a gunfight with a knife,well expressed thoughts and metaphors