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TOPIC - The Hand That Dealt The Blow

yer..............

As if this has never happened before ...

(The Four Horsemen Gather ‘Round The Table, For A Game of Poker With Man…)


Skeletal hands dealin’ tarot cards to man’s descendants…
Stand dependant,
As each brand needs weapons to escape land - forensics
Disprove the notions that man made it through the oceans…
The new devotion –
Survival upon arrival, but to dispute erosion
Leads to a theory… that man died in his birthplace
Those in the first case …
Were said to have died in the worst ways…
This only means, that man did not fall extinct to plague and pain
Fallin’ beneath the Pagan Rain,
Acid attacked tactics, the vacant reign
A crown handed down upon the skull of Grim
And falls within
The knowledge that no being can call on sin ………

...(It’s like this…)

Eternal wars waged,
Human’s left playing in an inferno, four spades …
Lined the hand, but the final card was a diamond
Which, hardly was shinin’, partly from minin’
Coal covered the surface, of both Earth and Heaven
As the house couldn’t even support, the birth of reverends
Queens worshipped King’s, who were Jacks of all trades… (Go FISH!)
Beneath the mastodon’s cage, a heart, pass it on- face …
Call it. Raise it. Go all in and match it…
As the matchstick burns, fallin’, who’ll catch it?
The world set ablaze ………..
With Ten Commandments: and nine wonders…
Eight days left until the seven year hell, those prime numbers …
Left to be played like the Lotto, it’s a chance too small to take
But with only days left, man talks it straight…
Keepin’ his game face on …
But with every new twist that this game takes on…
From the same page spawned- the grave waits, dawned
A premonition of Jesus himself …
“Lord, we’re in need of your help! Please save us from the beatings and welts.”
As chance seems to land quickly, the horsemen need digits
Because man’s side of the table, just drew three sixes…
But as their feet pivot…
The pale rider notices- quickly callin’ the bluff
As four 5’s reveal themselves, stallin’ to touch…
Three seconds pass, and with deuces wild…
That’s 5 of a kind, “ABUSE THE NILE!”
Waters intoxicated, turned crimson by anthrax
Boils formin’ on man’s backs …
So when passing his hand back …
The sharp pain of deceit, throwin’ delirious fits
And flurries of fists, a furious and serious hit
Dissension among the ranks, it’s tempting, sickly…
When man notices that the pot empties quickly…

…

So far in debt, their souls stuck in the pot
Witchcraft 101…
That’s when the luggage gets dropped, the stun of a clock
Strikin’ midnight… as the Hand passes the 12…
The four horsemen mount their steeds, with man’s caskets to dwell…
So as man lands in pods …….
Matter and time vanish, as the blow was Dealt by the Hand of God!

There Is No "Us" In This

expelled it whole in a nether pool 'n well of souls...
no hellish ghoul, mind causes thought ripples where shellfish flow...
morals enveloped slow in a storm that pellets snow...
holy helmets glowed 'n caught between worlds, ive relished both!...

i remember the eve of my doom, i was leaving the womb...
screaming, a tomb! i entered the world eight pounds of semen 'n goo...
a demon from two! passed my mom's pussy, eating it too...
weakened 'n dooped: thru the pregnancy, she was eating the shrooms...
'n drinking the proof 151, nightly meeting the dudes...
keeping 'em cool with hand jobs, blow jobs, she even would screw...
all for a trinket or two! did so til the last month...
still a wack cunt! at five years, she'd sooner kill me, laugh, shrug...
filled with slashed cuts of one million brash loves...
she nightly kneel to lap nuts, got muddy bills from past fucks...
ten, i'd steal 'n act tough! jack cars peel, a fast rush...
'n pretended i was silly, passed up, but inside i really grasped much...
city's black rug of asphalt became a prison of sorts...
living, of course, ain't easy when you lie so your vision distorts...
im on a mission of force to get strickened 'n gorged...
on women 'n whores, sex, drugs, rock 'n roll! only living for sport...

expelled it whole in a nether pool 'n well of souls...
no hellish ghoul, mind causes thought ripples where shellfish flow...
morals enveloped slow in a storm that pellets snow...
holy helmets glowed! im caught between worlds 'n ive relished both!...

graduated by cheatcodes of reality, fated to be dope...
hated by people, priests, teachers so i tried to make it as evil!...
desicrated a steeple at sixteen, invaded 'n beat those...
who debated my means, clothes! until my hatred then seemed old...
ancient 'n regal! a record? i paid for my three tolls...
save me from these souls? cant remember first date with the legals...
under the name 'n the eagle sat a judge with gavel...
didnt budge in this battle! i got ten years, a bunk in castle...
it sucked as the cattle, worked away from the rabble...
pumped muscle 'n haggled for books: read, fed up with the hassel...
touched in the grapples, racial stuff i did dabbled...
punks to be tackled, shived in the back, or cut in the apple...
but something i handled was the time: years beyond...
i feared the long, not the prisoners or all the leering pawns...
i was nearly gone! couldnt wait for beers 'n calm...
release clearly dawned, ten years since i was sheered 'n hauled...

expelled it whole in a nether pool 'n well of souls...
no hellish ghoul, mind causes thought ripples where shellfish flow...
morals enveloped slow in a storm that pellets snow...
holy helmets glowed! im caught between worlds 'n ive relished both!...

hood was something when little, now rusted 'n crippled...
i tried to be productive 'n civil for a time, stuck in the middle...
hand stuffed in a hymnal at church, busting the riddles...
mind crunched 'n it rippled, she caused it? yo, what is so simple?...
she had a husband to tickle, him cupping her nipples...
her gumption 'n drivel! i did what i shouldnt, touching a pistol...
grim reaper, clutching his sickle, entered the house...
bullets peppered her spouse! mind racing, remembered my doubts...
meet the heffer devout as she centered her blouse...
on a rack with pants to dry together when out by weather 'n clouds...
a leper discounts love thanks to this mentoring louse...
she cleverly shout how she adored this life she'd never live out...
i endeavored to count her words, sat then on a couch...
woman's embers then doused: cried til eyes were severed 'n bounced...
a gat tip set to my mouth, "Dear Lord, shepherd me out...
to heaven's announce!" couldnt live with her love 'n never without...

expelled it whole in a nether pool 'n well of souls...
no hellish ghoul, mind causes thought ripples where shellfish flow...
mom, welcome home! for each night i got belted, broke...
gat to skull: she knelt, explodes! i bit the hand that dealt the blow...

splattering brains paints the picture after i came...
a story for cops' laughter 'n games, their useless banter displayed...
unlike no manner of rage, my coffin hammered away...
under a banner betrayed! the devil guides me with a lantern by day...
shadows scatter, it sways, no such glamour domain...
trapped in a slammer arcane where the demons are anchored, engaged...
slandered 'n slain! if only i could clamber to grey...
what can i stammer to say? i have eternity to live 'n her to face...

mom, welcome home! for each night i got belted, broke...
gat to skull: she knelt, explodes! i bit the hand that dealt the blow...

Vote - Thesis...

1-0 Thesis... Votes Please...

will vote on this in about an hour... kinda tired from reading the other ones...lol

wow... let me just say this was not as expected...

On Topic-Tie
Depth-Bladed
Imagery-Bladed
Flow-Bladed
Multis-Tie
Originality-Tie

This was almost a cat sweep by Bladed... and since bladed has to try to denounce my voting.

Let me insight this for him then... even if I do feel he won...

Heres why...

Queens worshipped King’s, who were Jacks of all trades… (Go FISH!)
Beneath the mastodon’s cage, a heart, pass it on- face …
^^multi was off... nice first line though

As chance seems to land quickly, the horsemen need digits
Because man’s side of the table, just drew three sixes…
^^again... Need DiGits/three SiXes... I can see how it would sound right but together the multi is off- the g sound, does not link too well, to the X sound in sixes...

That's just a few... would you need more insight on my voting fam? :)

i dont denounce votes, just announce hopes of you contemplating my largest amount growth is ignorant to infinity and declarations regarding your mental development arise with doubt, folks...

Sly your ish was good but I felt you didn't take the time to put forth the effort bladed put into his verse, also the concept is a dead horse, bladed's was slightly fresher....

On Topic- Bladed
Depth- Sly (slightly)
Imagery- Bladed
Flow- Bladed
Multis- Bladed(slightly)
Originality- Bladed

I felt as if bladed was more consistent with his flow and imagery departments, also the twist bladed put to his verse was coo and I felt as if yours was a bit more bland, as far as execution of rhymes both were decent although bladed was more consistent

v/ bladed

i dont denounce votes, just announce hopes of you contemplating my largest amount growth is ignorant to infinity and declarations regarding your mental development arise with doubt, folks...

roflmmfao... very weird homie... very weird

3-0 KO... close this...

dope battle, Sly also known as my nemesis at every turn...

Congrats Bladed, and g'luck with the rest of the tourney.

'Preciate the honest votes from everyone.

3-0 KO. Closed.