Who Wants To Have A Last Drink?

[DrunkenStrikes]

With ur intestines as rope wrapped around ur neck structure,
Dusted bone fractures, blown into darkness by cannabalistic Demonic laughter.
Summoned into the twisted world of the Mad-hatter,
skin unwrap u,then throw u in a barbwired cage filled with
rabies infected carnivores.
Witness the tangled flesh, blessed by a finesse
touch of ripped up organs turned to mesh.
Shadow swift, with detrimental hits, like a thai-boxer with concrete feet,
holding two bricks. Bash snakes faces in till they use their mouth to shit.
This is Samurai Reincarnation, sell outs will feel the redemption and damnation,
of my Jubei Yagyu sword gliding through the air decapitating.

[DrunkenStrikes]

Just like Chow-yun-Fat uses his guns in a better Tomorrow, i use my lyrical sorrows to create rainstorms of Razor sharp Bow-An-Arrows.

[Iequalmc2]

!DrunkenStrikes!



Tomorrows

Dream Talk

Self Thought

Decapitated Eyes Open Asleep Arrows Melt

Reached Your Meditation Samurai Peak

Reincarnation Seppuku Bowels Spell Reflection

Dum IQ equalscaughtfingertips

Glide, Inspecting Blade,

Repelling Reflection, Fingers

Life Giving Swords, Jubei Yagyu !Caught!

Head Aloof

Gaze With The Collection

Another Added, First N Last

Perfection

Gargoyles Spits Out Fireless !Wormwood!

!Worthless! To Breath, Not Worthy Symbolically

Cleaved Missing Finesse A Disgrace In Your

Own Nest, I took The Heart From Your Chest

Still Breathing None The Less, Demons Flee

From My Glance, Across The Sky You Dance

Dropping The Sword Caught

That Stance Was Poor Dishonor Upon

Self, Imitated Meekly

Remain Silent

Leave The Sword On Your way Out

Tomorrow Lightening Swing


Touch A Nerve


Now wake UP


You know What I’m Singing


About


Wake UP Drunkstrikes Fantasy


Meditation Bout, Wind Forest Sway


Drawn Foreheads Prey


Excalibur


Symbolically Dawn Today AtoZ


Cleaved Head


You’re Nemesis




!Strikes!




Lifeless Empty Head Filled Vice


Who Drunk Wormwood The


Biter Foundations Mix Light


N ECI Shifting Sands


In The Desert Man


Witness Self Elimination


Unheard Powder Decapitation


Tree Falling Vibration


Pray UPainless Roots


Twist Headless


Your Body Slips


Dream


Lucid Inter Forest Floors


Create The Awaking Thought


No Sounds One Finger Flapping


One Hand Clapping


DrunkenStrikes


I Type


NineFingersMC


IequalPenDragons



!Preemptive!
__________________

[DrunkenStrikes]

Self-taught lessons of my mind are unknown,
Like a dead travilling Soul, ur knowledge of my presence doesnt exist,
but whats to come of ur tortured destiny is written in my scrolls,touching my fingers tips.
Captivating ur existence to my Hell fury Dojo.
My MeltedArrows enter ur body to flush the blood-flow out ur corpse,
like a napalm bomb excites an active volcano.
U sit like a dried puddle in ur own hole, the only reflection u caught was my stance,
As the Demons surround u and tribal dance,in the distance,U witness that these creatures,
are attached to my rib cage with chains. The Demons feast,and all hope for u is left astray,
u try to pray, but I've Completed ur Destiny and any thought of ur existence fades away.

[Ballad Ballistik]

no rules no guidelines
dude writting in black roman times
fuck this ...........no votes here

[DrunkenStrikes]

Its a Battle. There shouldnt be no guidelines, Keep it raw and uncut.Instead of the format y dont u rate the content?

[DREW-DIE$EL]

drunk wins

[hollywoodrealty]

i gotta vote it as a tie, both of u are on some out of this world type shit, nothing rhymes yet everything rhymes, its crazy like that, jsut when u are wondering where does this line connect, boom it all comes together and smacks u in the face, i vote u 2 write a song together, peace

[DrunkenStrikes]

Ancient scriptures of Voo-Doo carved into ur face, continuous skull likage,
blood loss created hallucinations,causes all Blood-cell's in ur body to start screaming,
Gargoyles dont spit fire, they spit pregnant leeches, one touch to ur body and it infects,
ur whole family tree's roots and seeds, as quick as it digests what stands above ur feet,
U would have a better chance to outlast Sand-Man on a desert land, then u would to grab a heart that doesnt exist, knowing that i convert ur hands into ur own Nemesis and my sword extends connected from the bone in my wrist.
I never left my sword behind at the end of the bout,it was dashed through ur mouth,unabling u to turn ur head at the moving environment as i carried u out.

[Seeker_of_Truth]

DrunkenStrikes,you killed it.

IequalMC-Your stuff was good at the beginning...but now it is becoming more like a poem than freestyling rap. Good try though.

[Undead Ninja]

WHATS THE HECK WUZ THAT HOMIE!!!....Suicide shit sumthin serious!


DRUNKEN IZ THA WINNER!!!