Poetry Poetic Nonsense

I had such hope, but alas I am in shame
for you have turned down a legitimate chance at fame
I felt bad honestly, at the destruction I've brought
but now my mercy has proved for naught
'tis time, 'tis time, for me to revoke my kind offer
by turning it down, your own death you do author

The only thing I feel on your raps is sick
and not in a good way, for I know you write them quick
and without putting any heart into it
take it from a floating heart, you blew it.

So now my former terms are thrown away
I guess parity was not quite your forté
but I see now to elevate dung is uncouth
you're below me, and that's simply the truth
but I shall ask you one more time, think deep
if you so need it, take it to sleep
chew on it a bit, think it out
and your answer will be "I'll sign up right now"

Careful, fire, though you seek to play with it
or alas I may drop a verse so hard you'll simply quit
bow down like I'm Xerxes, proclaim me king, I appeal
we could do great things together, and all I require is that you kneel.

Alas your to blame
For any feeling of shame
But I won’t say your bad, terrible or lame,
It’s just very inconceivable, you winning this game
I write every rhyme Just like a lit wick, as I freestyle into a phone then listen to it
Back quick

As I enjoy the act of spittin, I stand above rappers and then start shittin
Swing like a bat when I start hitting, When flowiest Starts there is no quitting
The beast bares teeth he’s always grinning, that FlowiestDingo he’s always winning, other rappers are like mine craft sheep... Right to start skinnin.

I can’t even comprehend your terms of surrender,
But I know for sure you’ll remember, how the flowiest Fire shits out one hot ember
January to December
Call me flowiest clause and I’m giving gifts early, back from work to take you round the whirly dirly
Throw rhymes like a boomerang it’s on track
Hunt you down when I attack
The boomerang returns and it strikes your back
Flowiest Australian never gets slack

You serve me, I be the General
It’s time for the self proclaimed kings burial
For you it’s game over
You need a ten leaf clover
This battle is mine
I killed you like harambe
“Dicks out for JokerValentine JokerValentine
 
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Alas your to blame
For any feeling of shame
But I won’t say your bad, terrible or lame,
It’s just very inconceivable, you winning this game
I write every rhyme Just like a lit wick, as I freestyle into a phone then listen to it
Back quick

As I enjoy the act of spittin, I stand above rappers and then start shittin
Swing like a bat when I start hitting, When flowiest Starts there is no quitting
The beast bares teeth he’s always grinning, that FlowiestDingo he’s always winning, other rappers are like mine craft sheep... Right to start skinnin.

I can’t even comprehend your terms of surrender,
But I know for sure you’ll remember, how the flowiest Fire shits out one hot ember
January to December
Call me flowiest clause and I’m giving gifts early, back from work to take you round the whirly dirly
Throw rhymes like a boomerang it’s on track
Hunt you down when I attack
The boomerang returns and it strikes your back
Flowiest Australian never gets slack

You serve me, I be the General
It’s time for the self proclaimed kings burial
For you it’s game over
You need a ten leaf clover
This battle is mine
I killed you like harambe
“Dicks out for JokerValentine JokerValentine
To equate me to an outdated meme, I'm disappointed.
especially considering that, since I've been anoiunted
as king of the rhyme, eternal like father time
but your time's run out, your ass is mine
and your puffy face, what, you suck on a lime?

This battle, a shame too say it
but judging by the way your spray it
to call this a battle would put to shame
every fucking poet whose risen to fame
and worked their ass tirelessly and modestly
cuz honestly, you gotta see
how terrible your rhymes truly do be.

you repeat the same verse twice? that's a failure
you got nothing else to say, to take what's now and move it to later
Even Mech dropped harder verses than you, it's true
His sequence of 0's and 1's render you black and blue
though for me, I'm unscathed, unburned
I've yet to be ruined by a poet since the word turned.

listen, FF, I wish you had rhythm
but unfortunately you're unsightly and garbage, like ripped jeans made of denim
I've already killed you, that makes you a zombie
but I'm afraid this Aussie's dead again, Crocodile Done-dee.
 
J for jokes, your’s are ok
O like above, your just ok hey
K is the one word answer, every partner of yours was mad..
E is like the drugs you spiked ever partner you ever had
R is for repulsive, your hardly insulting
Infact I bet that harambe joke causes more convulsing

V is not worth spelling out but the ending line,
Would again be that “dicks out for valentine”
If you can’t actually smile at the heat I provide
How would you know to be scared? To run,
To hide

Ima try something different let me set the scene
It's your house, like mine I imagine it's clean
You wake up when your supposed to, eyes squint from the sheen
Of something approaching, it looks quite mean
Oh shit! A monster! Something told of around campfires
A manifestation of what your attempt conspires
You see when someone like you writes a shit rap
Flowiest Fire wakes up from a nap
Walks toward the toilet and he lets off a crap
If your rhyme was decent it gets let at that
But it musta been shit as the metaphor
Explained by some English teacher whose a bore
Would've explain "he means jokers attempt amounts to shit"
A student would ask, "but we thought joker was legit?”
The teacher took a moment then replied with a sigh,
"He is yes but in rap his skills a lie"

"I guess it's time for a history lesson"
The students all groaned and they started stressing
The history of flow producing rhyme after rhyme
With skill and precision? shit they didn't have time
"No it's of joker" the teacher went on
"compared to the fire he isn't quite strong
He references things and is smart I'm sure
But flowiest always bent him over like a whore"

Anyway I guess what I'm saying right here
Is its in past posts, your not on my gear
I'm up at the top with no way for you to lop
At my tower
The power
Of what I have grows by seconds and hours
Make your face unsour
Your almost there
But a battle between us was never fair
Your the fly around giant who just has good perception
And decided your buzzing ass was worth detection
Your flow is a mosquito dicks erection
Mine is universal I shouldn't have to mention.

I wake up from bed With a hangover and still sleepy
Even in this state you couldn’t defeat me
How I kick shit like Kung foo
Im chill like a igloo
warm just like beef stew
All Shiny and clean but no way he's that he’s brand new
The knife like ice that slice quite nice has the flow economy in a grip like a vice
So scrurry up the clock like the three blind mice
The bell tolls for thee, and it rings twice
Talking your edge? Not even close to sharp
My flow can make messes, and I've yet to lay a tarp
Can't yet show you murder and leave you playing a harp
You thought you was the biggest fish in the this pond?
Your the knock off Austin powers to me James Bond.
This joke here makes me feel quite fond
you thinking your the best rhymer may have left people conned
But I'm the original, bond, James Bond.
 
Well hey, hey, now. This is a thread.
With enough rhymes, lasting 'til you drop dead.
But I don't feel like fighting, you see.
For in my soul lays a cold apathy.
But enough about that, brighter things lie ahead.
Like finishing these rhymes, that will forever plague my head.

I am a demon dragon, one of much power,
The Fifth circle of Hell is where I make things cower.
I've done the torture, I've done it all.
I've sold my soul, and I've taken the fall.

My fall was from grace, and from all right things.
But my friends always put me together, no matter how much it stings.
I've grown tired of the war, and tired of the roast.
All of you endlessly ridicule and boast.
So feel free to tear my fur from my skin.
For I will always know that we are akin.
 
My word,
the dragon speaks a truth that raises the roof
But I’ll have you know you sound overly aloof
Cool calm collected as you walk into the lair
You claim your a beast and offer your hair?
Without a care? Who else would dare?
You my friend. Don’t easily scare.

I enjoy how you write, I picture the moon in the night
A silhouette of wings block out the light
Soaring down into dark streets to stop a fight
Like Batman mixed with a lizard and poetry
All of what you said appeals to me

Your friends build you back up like a Jenga stack
I can’t remove blocks from you when I attack
Your like old school plok throwing his hands and feet
Even if you were to break I couldn’t defeat
The best I can hope for is that you retreat
You get over my heat
And move your two feet towards a better treat
 
My, my, how you do flatter me.
Attacks of kind words tend to be the ones that shatter me.
Praising my wings as if they could defeat a ghost,
And yet here I stand, as a guest to a host.
Yet there is one thing you didn't get right,
My legs count to four, you beacon of light.
With my four claws, away I will trot,
Carrying the horrors of which, in my past, I have wrought.
The horrors of Hell, weighing heavily on my shoulder.
Haunting and taunting me, to the days I am older.
Luckily, today, there's people like you.
People who value others, through and through.

But through all of this, keep something important in mind:
Even if you praise, you can catch people in a bind.
Regard of someone to the point of idolization,
And you can commit a form of dehumanization.
Insults and meaningless praise may form a label,
And you begin to see them only as that label, so stable.
But keep in mind, we're all just people, too.
We make mistakes when we don't know what to do.
Sorry for getting relatively ramble-y,
This is simply a lesson I've learned recently.
It may not be coordinated with the topic, as it would seem.
But it's an important lesson, nonetheless, I would deem.

Be careful with your words, is the moral of the story.
Or you might find yourself stuck in a quarry.
That is my personal lesson for today,
One that I hope doesn't cause any dismay.

Respect others, and you will be well.
It's time for me to say my own farewell.
Via demonic rune, I shall leave you with motifs.
And hopefully this won't murder all of my notifs.
 
Honestly I lose this one, I found that creative as fuck,
I have to much to do today to sit and try my luck
To actually sit down and write with meaning
Instead of the freestyles I’m usually screening
I still proclaim my self flowiest with all my skill
But I won’t deny this dragon Daisie Daisie can kill
 
Of course you'd fail to recognize talented creation
I'm known for my rhymes all across my great nation
hell, why stop there, let's go full circle
I'm hot from Barbados to Bavaria, just ask Angela Merkel
You try to take me to class, I'm in college
if anything I'm the teacher, I'll supply the knowledge
I'm cooking up fresh rhymes on the minute
and you know that I'm here to win it
for my country, my state, my city, myself
So I'll look you in the eye as I sit on the high shelf
I'm untouchable, unbeatable, your verses are proof
So without further a do, I'll give you a lesson on truth.

Your memes are stale like Tide Pods, and man you'll
be sorry to hear it, you're worse than Damn Daniel
At this point you fail to surprise me
you're going down fast, call it a Bad Moon Rising
Oh, you're James Bond, I concur.
Though the one I think to be most you is the one from Spectre.
But save the Austin Powers, I'm not Brit, you see,
that's something more on your less fruitful side of the family tree.
'Murica, pal, that's who I represent
I know you forget it so easily in your resent
but study hard, cuz it's on the quiz, ya heard
and you're failing without chance of a curve.

I'd have a few beats for Daisie too, but lately
I'm not feeling it, seeing how she'd play me
But it's plain to see, step to me Daisie
and I'll have you in chains, and you'll be calling me Khaleesi
You don't scare me neither, you're quite dreary
but it's ok scaly one, I'm just having fun
stealing your riches, just call me Atila the Hun
You're the coldest flame I've ever seen protest
but it's about time to drop it, time for you to have confessed
you just don't have the game, but oh well
now if you'll excuse me, bout kick the door open to the Forbidden Well
and time to go dine at Daisie's house in Hell.
 
You can offer classes teach, but I won’t attend,
Your the best you preach, but I won’t bend

Stand for your country! Stand tall and be loud,
You fools elected trump... are you proud?

I’ll have to give you points for saying memes and tide pods
I haven’t even made a meme ever so fuck your dank gods
I prefer the art of the shit post,
As even when I shit post I rhyme the most
If we’re talking movies and shows that I know,
Allow me to take you down my tastes with a flow,
Your krillin in dragonball Z
I’m more Goku mixed with vegeta you see
Super sayin blue could kill your whole crew
If we’re talking recent movies your jared letos skill as a actor
You act better then you are for the practice you’ve had, you lack a factor..
That someone like a Aussie let’s say heath ledger,
Or me in this case is much fucking better
Let’s go another show with the walking dead,
Your a zombie, I’m rick. I’ll shoot you in the head

Lately I’ve been looking at cute anime shit,
So when I get to work I don’t flip out and hit
Some dumb fuck retarded stain of the human race
I imagine him looking like you, with his drooling face
Thinking your so clever, so correct, always right
But I have to count out your change and clench my jaw tight
When you try to buy something over ten bucks
And when I point out you have two dollars you give no fucks
Acknowledge Your wrong in this battle of song
Cause I can keep doing this shit all day long

It's like everything i speak, turns to flow it's amazing
Flow so brutal that it's hazing
Always blazing in a maze gee
Im The highest there is
Flying in space like its normal biz
untouchable
I light the the sky right
Reason what luck is for
My tongue flexing tight
Brighter than them all
Kick you like a ball make you feel small
Put you in a hole forever more
That hole will be your home for sure
You’ll love your home it’s all you’ll know
And regret the day you challenged flow
 
Though your rhymes are quite enthralling,
I must be ashamed.
Why has no one dissed
He who shall not be named?

I'm kidding,
He's pretty cool
If you're thinking of Voldemort,
Think again, you fool.

For he is Flowiest D Flowiest D ,
The "he who shall not be named"
This thread was made to best his rhymes
Not to keep ours tamed.
 
Oh it is no matter, indeed it’s enthralling
But only the fire floats above soaring
Indeed it’s no matter
Serving rhymes on a platter
Making any talented rhymer scatter

But alas anyone could imagine the pain
By reading my rhymes and adding their name
Take out the word joker and replace it your own
You’ll see that’s why people’s fear has grown
Flowiest shines a light and it’s very clearly shown
That this here fire dome is his home
 
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For someone who talks to much about work, that's whack
cuz Lord knows Sharpie wouldn't compliment ya if it weren't for a fat stack
he must be blind, to say your rhymes decent
I mean, has he read the shit you write as of recent?
your flame's extinguished, you're anguished
longing for a W, but I don't pay shit
you'll just have to take the L you've been given
sit down, kid, and let that sink in.

Anime's for nerds, and thank god I ain't that
i make the kids who watch that stuff go splat
24/7 grind, i got no time to stand in line
watching wine-colored haired kids whine
about what their adventure's gonna be
funny, it sounds just like you if you ask me.

Fire is sacred, but we're talking their progeny
a bit of a disgrace to that name stands before me
here I thought I was sittin, tryna see
what type of monstrous could usher forth from the sea
of flames which you claim to be from, so pardon
but i've seen more impressive flames at the Olive Garden.

I'm your dream to be and nightmare to beat, call me Meek Mill
you lack the skills to win this one, call it weak will
so here's the advice I have, listen near
though maybe we can do it when the close is clear
don't step to me again, cuz it'll be awkward
I slammed Sharpie across your name, the VIP list's just been altered.
 
I’ll show you monster from the sea,
Get ready joker cause I know you can’t be,
Talking about me, the Flowiest MC
I’m more the best shit, your just cold pee.

This be a tale like none you heard before,
Of a demon or a man no one is quite sure
His name is Flowiest Fire
the beast of the sea,
This is how he earned his legacy,
So listen to me..

Now Flowiest is someone who does as he pleases,
If the girl was attractive you know that he squeezes
If his nose itches that dingo just sneezes
If you dare cross the man he would send you to Jesus...

Now one man crossed fire claimed him better then no other
The Fire rhymed him into pieces the fool ran for cover
This fool must have been between the fires heat and the blades shine
Because the man who crossed death, well his name was JokerValentine

Why's this important? Why's it in the song?
Shut up and sit down its where it belong
See Flow sought conflict just hunting this guy
It was the longest time Flow ain't been high

And every time he'd kill a joker, send the fool soaring
Insanity was where he was straight up falling
While trying his best again joker Woke up flow from its sleep
A huge hungry monster like thing from the deep

"A kraken!!"
is the word that's used when one spots a monster squid
But Flow yelled out “that’s my dick bitch” And joker flipped his lid
"Flow is all man!! What’s With all the fucking Meat!!
I need to run and hide, there’s no way to defeat"
 
I have nothing to say, as you sunk your own ship
to resort to vulgarities to sway me is not how you win a chip
you're struggling to rhyme, trying to write, it pleases to see
that the only thing more dangerous to you than me
is the apostraphe
that distinguishes you're from your
but hey, this isn't youtube, why is it my qualm
my only ought to be what you'll provide in an alm
to me in recognition that you have failed?
the ship you claim to ride has never been sailed.

JV's out of this place, not because I quit
because what I've need to write down in verse's been writ.
And to end this battle on a nice little whim
treat me as Juba did Maximus, and "honor him."
 
Fuck your gramma and proper writing bitch,
I’ve got that dead old magic flow, bitch I’m a like the Lich
Apostrophe means nothing To me, bitch, the Lich has not one itch
To correct himself with his rhyming wealth,
Pressing edit with stealth like a sneaky elf
No sir,
No sir..
I just conquer
I’ll let you leave, someone will drag you out on your shield
You died with honour and dignity at the Flow that I wield.
 

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