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Well... I don't know if this should be considered poetry, but a few nights back a fellow member DoPey and I decided to do some freestyle rapping on the spot. ;p For your amusement pleasure, here it is. Note that this stuff was made up off the top of our heads, and thus is certainly not the best...

 

 

 

Yo Gwai

 

 

 

Gimme a subject to kick some rhymes about G

 

 

 

* Wyvern is busy sieging at the moment, but will think of it in the meantime and freestyle something

 

 

 

lol, all my subjects aren't quite the rapping types

 

 

 

lol i can add cuz im down wit this rap fad

 

 

 

It doesn't matter

 

 

 

Give me anything

 

 

 

i can rap about anything

 

 

 

moles then

 

 

 

as in the animal I was thinking, but..

 

 

 

Hmmmm... tricky

 

 

 

But I'll try it

 

 

 

I told you it was an odd subject

 

 

 

Inna couple of minutes ;p

 

 

 

Note:

 

 

 

 

 

 

Warning in advance ;(

 

 

 

 

 

 

*** Wyvern is now known as Wyvmettic

 

 

 

Hmmmm... now lesse here...

 

 

 

(this is going to be awfull, mind you ;p)

 

 

 

* Gwai grins

 

 

 

* Gwai listens concentrately

 

 

 

Yo, hip hop nowadays has been split in two

 

 

 

You got your dope rappers and your wack as crews

 

 

 

There's tension at the surface, the industry

 

 

 

Be cloning a phony commercial ministry

 

 

 

But then, you got your peeps on the underground

 

 

 

Below the surface, above the sound

 

 

 

Of wack beat and rhymes from the vulgar surface

 

 

 

They kick dope verses full of meaning and purpose

 

 

 

Mole rappers of the underground, keeping it real

 

 

 

While surface area clown rappers lie and steal

 

 

 

Mole rappers will do anything, even sing in the dirt

 

 

 

While clown rappers cringe at the thought of getting hurt

 

 

 

Those surface dwellars just don't wanna get they hands dirty

 

 

 

So they fake rhymes about money, cars and flirting!

 

 

 

They know to themselves that industry sells

 

 

 

And that the underground mole rappers will never prevail

 

 

 

But the moles have got a different train of thought

 

 

 

They stay true to the art, not about to be bought

 

 

 

And that, my hommies, is the difference between

 

 

 

A dumbass surface rapper and a mole keeping it clean

 

 

 

Peace!

 

 

 

 

 

 

* Gwai applauds!!

 

 

 

lol cool

 

 

 

Thanks

 

 

 

Hmmmm... lessee here...

 

 

 

I know...

 

 

 

moles live in holes, and i know cuz im told, that they dig a lot of big, knoles to put their gold, cuz they're a rich bunch of critters, they them dolla bill getterz, them lazy ass sitters, who sit in desks wearin glitter, lookin all pretty, now aint it a pitty, that no1 can see them to give them their props, n trust the man wearin socks, thats me if ya didnt no n i got it on lock, these moles that i speak of deserve a lot, you never when ur gonna meet one face to face, your life is just a race, and to win u gotta have the best pace, so tie your shoe lace cuz we're goin underground, under the city is where these moles are found, so we go wandering around the town of the real rappers, relax cuz they aint goin 2 trap us, the moles are my dawgs, as wyvmettic finishes his freestyle the dope now applauds, im in guinnes, i got the world record for best freestyle in under a minuite, u cannot win it, y, cuz if u try ur finished

 

 

 

lol

 

 

 

* Wyvmettic applauds

 

 

 

I know, here we go:

 

 

 

* Gwai applauds too!

 

 

 

One for my man Nyyark

 

 

 

I think it's really funny that two of you gave moles exactly the opposite meanings

 

 

 

* Wyvmettic clears his throat

 

 

 

Nyyark, that's my man, the one with the crows

 

 

 

n everybody knows that he gets lots of hoes

 

 

 

That be kickin dope verses, contradictory flows

 

 

 

lol

 

 

 

Yeah, rappers of a different class, you know he's one of those!

 

 

 

When my man Nyyark steps in the club

 

 

 

The girls go silent and the lights go up

 

 

 

all the ladys surround him like he's a 6 inch subway sub

 

 

 

And they eat him up like he a special discount lunch!

 

 

 

Smothered with affection, ain't chasing the green

 

 

 

Kicking thoughtfull verses never getting obscene

 

 

 

cuz hes a mean lean 6 grams of fat kinda feind

 

 

 

Now the crows surrounding Nyyark, they his fat posse

 

 

 

Cus' you know that when the thugged out hommies get naughty

 

 

 

They be bringing it true and taking out they wack mobbin!

 

 

 

But for some reason man, I dunno, he strains

 

 

 

To identify with reason, fight away the pain

 

 

 

By taking his life, man, that ain't the right route

 

 

 

You gotta fight it to the end, represent no doubt

 

 

 

And if my man Nyyark ever feels down on his luck

 

 

 

you know I'm gonna be there to back him up!

 

 

 

I'm out!

 

 

 

 

 

 

lol

 

 

 

* Gwai applauds more

 

 

 

* Nyyark look happyly

 

 

 

this one goes out 2 the one and only rog

 

 

 

the mainiac, guild mascot drayd hammer, and dog

 

 

 

* Wyvmettic provides the back beat

 

 

 

his favorite animals are squirrls and frogs

 

 

 

and he goes around terra singn n dancin cuz hes a bard

 

 

 

now u dont wanna mess with him cuz i got his back

 

 

 

the dope will go whack on neone that wants a crack

 

 

 

at this illest freestyler, yea i deserve a plaque

 

 

 

DA is back, now tell these homies where they at

 

 

 

Yeah yeah, you know DA he never comes wack!

 

 

 

here we go again, another phat rap up in the pen

 

 

 

The dope, wyvern, we gettin down all in a benz

 

 

 

rollin around town, lookin for sumthin to do

 

 

 

And you know the Dope, he be part of the mighty Pewn crew!

 

 

 

Just another dope as M.C, filled with class

 

 

 

He rhymes real quick and he busts real fast!

 

 

 

n if u got a problem with the pen talkn trash

 

 

 

*** Gyrfalcon has joined #thepen

 

 

 

*** Gwai sets mode: +o Gyrfalcon

 

 

 

gyrfalcon can join this freestyle bash

 

 

 

('ello

 

 

 

he has no idea what im talkn about just because he's late

 

 

 

(Hello, Gwaihir)

 

 

 

Gyrfalcon be the man, he's never been on a wack date

 

 

 

* Gyrfalcon is early, not late

 

 

 

Cus' the girls love a man with intelligence and class

 

 

 

They smother him quick, he just sits there and laughs

 

 

 

Cus it's just the daily routine for the Gyr, know what I mean?

 

 

 

Rappers coming soft, but Gyr be coming mean

 

 

 

* Gyrfalcon smiles

 

 

 

Not to mention the Dope, and the Mighty Wyvmettic

 

 

 

They're all the type of crowd that'll spit some intellect

 

 

 

we bustin out the illest rhymes so somebody call a medic

 

 

 

On the mic, while the opposition just sit and stare

 

 

 

sitting in a chair out in the crowd over there

 

 

 

Exchanging verses, with Dope we share

 

 

 

we dont have any worries, either that or we dont care

 

 

 

Yeah we just don't care! Cus we know we shine

 

 

 

We be those rappers representing up in the frontline!

 

 

 

n we know we fine thats y the ladies want us all the time

 

 

 

So the next time you wanna battle with ya wack ass crew

 

 

 

Come on in, the Dope's gonna tell you what we gonna do

 

 

 

if u really wanna know, how to rap this is how

 

 

 

wait i cant explain cuz it just comes natural now

 

 

 

Haha! Yeah, me and my man supreme

 

 

 

We'll come out like magnificent seven, bust your whole team

 

 

 

we so fresh n so clean, n we be gettin that green

 

 

 

And leave the wack rappers saying "Where's my CREAM?!"

 

 

 

Cash rules everything around me, ya know

 

 

 

So don't steal my mic, you gonna die tonight bro!

 

 

 

Stepping up to Wyvmenttic? Ha! You already lost

 

 

 

M.Cs that front on the realness get tossed

 

 

 

yo wyv i got ur back if some 1 is in ur face, we'll know when we win, they'll look like a discrase

 

 

 

Hell yeah Big Dope, you know we gotta represent

 

 

 

For the Pen, make it seem like we all heaven sent

 

 

 

To bless you with dope rhymes and beats

 

 

 

M.Cs feel the pressures, fakers feel the heat

 

 

 

the way i rhyme, u aint got time, to read this joint, from line to line

 

 

 

Which is why we fine, we always shine, and come divine, with the beats and rhymes

 

 

 

It's like my man J-Treds said son:

 

 

 

"Even an aethiest will say I blessed'em"

 

 

 

 

 

 

aint gotta do crime, to get known for my rhyme, its all clean beats that get me in prime time

 

 

 

You know the Dope he'll climb, never drinking that wine, cus' he's fat with lines, and will blow your mind!

 

 

 

* Wyvmettic stops the beat for a moment

 

 

 

Whew...

 

 

 

Let's catch our breath, then change the subject

 

 

 

How're you doing Gyrfalcon?

 

 

 

LOL

 

 

 

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Hope it provides a laugh or two.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Posted

LOL!

 

 

 

Word up hommes? How's it kickin' on the Pen's side?

 

 

 

That was tight!

 

 

 

Rapping is a whole other breed of poetry, and it's amazing sometimes not only what people can just pull out of the air, but the rhythms that can be born from their work.

 

 

 

I tip my hat. I couldn't do what you have done, at least that well.

 

 

 

Bhurin begins to make scratch noises, as he goes to read the thread again...

Guest DoPeY24
Posted

Thanx guys!!!

 

 

 

be ready for volume2, comin to the pen real soon -DoPeY

Posted

Peredhil wishes he could free-style rap, but all his stuff sounds the same to him.

 

 

 

That was really neat. Rapping about MOLES(?) on request?

 

 

 

I'm impressed!

Posted

Well... This is not really as good as our first archived freestyle, but never the less...

 

 

 

This is a freestyle that occured a few nights ago... The beginning has been left out, since we were interrupted quite a bit and thus couldn't really get with the flow. Also left out from here is a freestyle battle with Kinslayer, once again due to several interruptions as well as some bad language courteousy of Kin. ;p If your curious to what the battle was like, never the less, here's a little excerpt:

 

 

 

if you read my songs, i dont ryme ever, so ryme isnt quite my game, which is a bloody shame, for if it was id have more fame..

 

Yeah, it's too bad everyone disrespects yer name ;p

 

lol

 

hey, not my fault ive got game

 

And may I add, yer rhymings lame

 

its ok, peredhil is to blame

 

So your getting down with BP? Ugh. That's insane

 

I'd suggest you find a woman before it ruins your brain ;p

 

hey, i saw a pick of your mom naked, talk about PAIN

 

You're style is the wackest out there, go home and train

 

 

 

Anyway, you get the basic gist... ;p This archiving is from shortly after the Kin/Wyvmettic freestyle battle had ended:

 

 

 

Very well, so you wanna kick conscious

 

styles?

 

I'm up for it, no worries, I'll chill for a while

 

It's just that when I get worked up about battling, I defile

 

The wack rapper trying to test my profile

 

 

LOL

 

* KinRun points out just in this you can realize every reason he dislikes rap

 

Zool47> what?

 

i dont think its POSSIBLE for you to rap without trying to a) pretend your a hard mofo who never could be hurt or B) insult everyone and everything

 

this is cool!

 

Fine then, conscious and clean

 

Always kickin dope verses, never gettin obsceme

 

Lets talk about the government, or perhaps life as a whole

 

I'll still prove I'm the better rapper, the rhymes already sold

 

Just tell me what you wanna rap about, and I'll kick a verse

 

That'll take you back and unwind the works

 

Of your brain, sane, I ain't going profane

 

Now gimme a subject, and maybe I'll let you sing the refrain

 

 

* KinRun shrugs

 

* Wyvmettic waits for his subject, and invites Dope to join him as well

 

go on as you will, i wont outrap you, ill just outwrite you

 

I thought you were going to give me a conscious subject, and now you dissin?

 

I think you'll just outKin us

 

hit and run!

 

You make me want to change back to battle mode transmission

 

tsk tsk.

 

kins on the run, hes scared of ryming words, he wins lots of gum, n thinks this whole thing is obsured, when he writes songs they just dont make sense, im writing this is future, present, and past tense. now the wyvmettic, has a sleeve fetish, thats right hes obsessed weaved reddish, shirt sleeves n yes ur gonna need a medic, when im through with these to, tell me what u gonna do, u cant roll wit the dope, i make u all lo

 

lol

 

wish the filed was big ehough - that was it!

 

So the choice is yours Kin, choose and decide...

 

You want a conscious style or another battle rhyme?

 

i make the rule in which u have 2 abide by

 

Cus Dope spits verses of perfection personified

 

n i dont know y u are acting all shy, be a man or a guy dont run home n cry

 

Dope won't let you out of his grip, tough guy

 

You try and face him, you already lost...

 

He eats wack M.Cs for a snack, and never gets lost

 

ThE|DoPe> we're in the ring n u get tossed to the other side

 

Cus Wyvmettic and the Dope, we naturally slide

 

Into the inner modes of your consciousness

 

The inner eye

 

That's why we'll always be dissin wise guys

 

And if you step to us, we'll leave you Kentucky fried

 

Like that special colonial Sanders recipe

 

dont mess with me, im the best u see

 

i'm the anonomys mic weilding dope M.C

 

And when me and the Dope team up... don't even go there

 

We'll smack your wap D.J, mess with your prissy hair

 

And leave you so bare you wish you never sweared

 

That you would win on the mic when Dope n Wyv are there

 

 

 

Alright, let's kick a conscious rhyme

 

Give us a subject Zool

 

Can be anything

 

hmm...

 

something broad...

 

time?

 

Time?

 

Cool

 

O.K, lessee here...

 

It seems that there are lots of people nowadays fessin

 

About not having time on their hands, and added agression

 

Of the ghetto, that which has been indeliberatly formed by the hand

 

Of some wealthy millionaire 6 thousand dollar man

 

Who doesn't give a damn if the kids get hurt

 

Just so long as he's cruising wearing a fancy shirt

 

Over time, seclusion formed

 

the ghetto arose, violence was born

 

And yet noone seems to want to prevent it

 

It's like it's just natural though it was really invented

 

By power crazed professionals who don't have a clue

 

They wallow in dough while minorities suffer and do

 

Chores like murder, theft, and robbery

 

Just because there's no other way, it bothers me

 

Seriously man, we gotta grab father time by the beard

 

And tell him to go back, make the ghettos dissapear

 

Because in time, when it;s all said and done

 

It's seems the only people winning are those stacking millions

 

While poor folk in the ghetto don't stand a chance

 

And societies corruption just sits back and laughs

 

It comes in many forms, whether it be police or jury

 

That's why peeps be fleeing from crime scenes in a hurry

 

They know if they locked up, it's going to be till the end of time

 

They only have one means of expression: rhyme

 

Which is why I gotta kick these lines for the streets

 

And hope father time has mercy on my peeps

 

Peace!

 

 

thats rite, ya heard there goes another word, to ur mother, o brother speakin of her, tell her i said hi, n shes a great costomer, im bustin err..tyte rhymes, now i change in topic, im on the mic all the time so please baleeve i wont drop it, please stop it, cuz once i start i keep goin, n knowin the dope, he always puts on a show n he doesnt even think about what hes gonna say i comes natural, its just the way i play, he

 

 

 

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Almost a Dragon...

"My life is one big crime, I try to scheme through it." -Common, "The 6th Sense"

 

 

 

Owner of the Decanter of Endless Booze.

Edited by: Wyvern00  at: 2/22/02 3:16:41 pm

  • 3 weeks later...
Posted

O.K, here's a story rap we kicked on the spot. It started off poorly, as usual, but by the end we had all dropped some dope lines. About half way through the story, Dopey had to quit and was replaced by Falcon2K1, a guest M.C. ;p I hope y'all find it amusing...

 

 

 

(Note: the format of this story is half cutted and pasted and half recorded, since Gyrfalcon came in and started recording it after we had kicked a verse or two. Oh, and one other thing, Kinslayer: that one line you dropped was yet another M.Cing challenge. ;p Prepare to be freestyle battled and defeated the next time I come on IRC. )

 

 

 

Hey Dope, you up to kicking some kinda story freestyle?

 

We could seperate into parts or something

 

well i have to sleep soon, but until then yes

 

O.K

 

I will, if you need another.

 

Four parts

 

lol, sure

 

6 parts then

 

I'll take one, Dope'll take the next, then Ball

 

Who do you want me to play?

 

Then it repeats

 

Just go with the flow

 

I'll start

 

as Balladore?

 

* Wyvmettic clears his throat

 

u could be BigBaller

 

hah.

 

Ay yo, one day, things was rockin down at the Mighty Pen

 

oh no.

 

Wyvern was in his office, signing checks till ten

 

But then

 

An economic disaster occured

 

And Wyvern found himself broke, and highly deffered

 

(nm, just go with 4 parts, sry, gotta go)

 

*** Balladore has quit IRC (Quit ( ) )

 

So, the overgrown lizard decided to go to his man Dope

 

Who always sported fly things like rum and coke

 

Maybe Dopester could hook him up with a recipe

 

That would instantly make geld, Wyvern's nescessity

 

But as soon as big Wyv left his office door

 

He was approached by Melba, that cheap talking whore

 

Who cursed at Wyvern for never cleaning his desk

 

Wyvern had to get around her, he was put to the test

 

Cus Melba was fat, and the hallway was lean

 

Wyvern couldn't get around her, she was mean

 

But then suddenly, straight outta midair

 

Comes big dog Falcon waving a lit flair

 

Foaming at the mouth, he just didn't care!

 

He struck Melba and she was unaware...

 

Of... the...

 

crazy things going through The|DoPe's brain, its driving me insane, its like im on a train, goin the wrong way, yup its in reverse, i think its a curse to hurt everything that is worse then Wyvmettics verse, balladore quit cuz her was scared and unprepared, i dunno who to turn to now, somehow im tempted to slap Tyrion who is a cow, always sayn MOO, and i figured out who, imma let take my place, its the one and only Wyvmetti

 

* ThE|DoPe slaps Tyrion around a bit with a large trout

 

the temptation got the best of me, i slap him with a trout

 

So while Dope was thinking up his best verses

 

n i dunno what the rest of this is gonna be about

 

Wyvmettic curses as Falcon rehearses

 

A battle dance, flames dancing everywhere

 

Melba didn't even flinch, she just stood there and stared

 

Wyvmettic and ThE

 

Dope

 

Wyvmettic and ThE|DoPe battling without a care

 

look over there, in the corner

 

Wyvern made his way outta the room like Jack Horner

 

He rushed down the hall, turned to the right

 

ran into the fact he had NO skills on the mike..

 

But what the hell, his man Dope was nowhere in sight!

 

and with that, im off to bed

 

And so Wyv swerved to the left, and then turned to plight

 

*** |Kin| is now known as KinZzzzzz

 

Of

 

stairs

 

he flew down him like no body dared

 

running down like the stair master, and then a disaster

 

he tripped and fell, hit his head on the step, but he jumped rite back up, not noticing the the wreck

 

he hit the door making it fly across the room

 

and then boom, the dope entered the room, passing Wyvmettic the mic, to let his skills have the possibility to bloom

 

Yeah, now Wyv had met back up with his man Dopey

 

It was time to get some more money and so he

 

Grabbed the Dope's hand, ran past the mic stand

 

*** Balladore has joined #thepen

 

* Balladore slips in silently and sits to listen

 

And right into Waterlily, the big ass plant! Damn!

 

Now Wyvern and the Dope, those two brothers were stuck

 

The plant was flailing, they seemed outta luck

 

It flailed a tentacle at Wyv, 'Wyv, duck!'

 

But you know how it be, poor Wyv got struck

 

He fell to the ground clutchin his chest in pain

 

But when you're after the papes, that's the name of the game

 

You've gotta go through mad hardship and drama

 

But now the Dope is ready to put this flower in a comma

 

*** Wyvmettic sets mode: +oo Balladore Gyrfalcon

 

*** Isachar has quit IRC (Quit ())

 

now dopey is one tuff sun of a gun

 

he challenges waterlily to a little one on one

 

* ThE|DoPe snickers and said this is gonna be fun

 

so i pic up the mic and say "lets go son"

 

u cant handle my skills, my rhymes can kill

 

id let u go first but i wanna make a mill.

 

so i can pay in cash for Wyv hospital bill

 

waterlilly, u look really silly, your as green as my money, and thats sillyer then funny

 

now ur lucky u didnt hurt my man Wyv, or id have to retrieve a trick up my sleeve, abra-cadabra, now look behind you, HE's BACK, n ready to take a whack at u cuz he's done with his snack

 

With that, the masterfully Wyvmettic gets to his feet

 

And rips it with the mic: Waterlily you weak!!!

 

You couldn't even flow if your tendrils were on ice

 

You just come off like a flower while I come nice

 

With these few words, the lily began to wilt

 

Soon it slowly backed away, it cowered and melt

 

And this was the opportunity that Wyv had wished for

 

He and the Dope made a dash for the door

 

When they had finally reached it, they was feelin kind of fly

 

Completely ignorant to the fact that they coulda died

 

These two hip brothers raced down the hall

 

Only to be met by another obstacle

 

It was the Gyr, asking for Wyvern's dough

 

Cus the lizard had wrecked the conservatory you know

 

Now, this put Wyv and Dope in a tight spot

 

Gyrfalcon was strong, his lyrics was hot

 

It didn't really look like they was gonna make it

 

They backed into the wall, stuttering and quakin

 

But then, an awesome miracle occured

 

Falcon ran down the hall again, screaming all sorts of foul words

 

He accidentaly bumped into Gyrfalcon, who panicked

 

And Wyvern and the Dope made a getaway, real frantic

 

By the time the bad-ass half elf had recovered

 

Dope and Wyv had quit the hall and moved to another...

 

unfortunately waterlilly was still alive, and it came to the pen so we ran to hide, now dopey decides he's had enough of this guy, so he gets some pesticides and sprays it all in lilly's eyes, waterlilly then cries n dies, and falls dead on the floor, Gyrfalcon got mad and started cussing galore

 

so he slams through the door

 

and yelled you f****** little w****

 

u killed my best friend

 

im gonna put an end

 

To your miserable lives, Gyr screamed and turned

 

But all he saw was pollen, it was irritatin him, word

 

It looks as though Wyv and Dope had fled again

 

And this time, Gyr had too much pollen to the head

 

He began to feel funny, in a strange way

 

You see, half elves like him ain't used to gettin high these days

 

* Wyvmettic passes the mic to Dopey, what's the cat gotta say?

 

yo how are u doin mr. Falcon2k1, are u havin some fun? or was your day really dumb?

 

Day's been fun, but never dumb, got caught with a dollar and had to run

 

it couldnt compare to mine, i fought a plant with my rhymes, and ran from gyrfalcon who was chasing us kinda high

 

Sounds like a day, always cool they stay, but getting tackled down the hall can get rather lame

 

Yeah, what's up Falcon? You joinin us in this game

 

A little

 

The way you was runnin around earlier was totally insane

 

ack

 

But that's dope, come join us in this quest for geld

 

Because when we make a lot of money, we can buy and sell

 

I though you were talking again, just being a friend, but music calls and the beat will fall unless I go along

 

Cars, stocks, all sorts of commodities

 

* Gyrfalcon waits for the rhythm, the flow of words, the river of thought flying like birds, relaxing to the beat, the imagination's heat

 

can i have my money please?, from all the stuff if found, ive gotten most of it from down town, ive done my traveling, and my share of lobotomy, ive got in plenty of fights, and ive always won rite? so im leaving you with my props, cuz im out for the night!!!

 

* Wyvmettic definatly can relate to Dope right

 

Gotta keep a cash stash, always bring it tight

 

But all that glitters isn'

 

So now, Wyvmettic's gonna be rockin with Falcon tonight!

 

So, back to the story that is at hand

 

Dope just left, but Falcon brought the whole band

 

WE gots people on percussion, ripping the cut

 

And dope ass guitar players tearing sh!t u[p

 

But unfortunatly, there was no time for the sound

 

Cus Wyvmettic and Falcon had to get outta town

 

We got lots of mad Pen members, approahing real fast

 

Gyrfalcon is high and Melba is mad

 

Her hair got burnt by Falcon's flare

 

She's gonna punish him by showing him her underwear

 

So it's imperitive that our two heros flee

 

Or else they're gonna go through a lotta trauma, see?

 

So Wyvmettic turns to his new companion

 

Only to realize that they're both trapped in the havoc

 

* Falcon2k1 puts his guitar away and looks around

 

I just realized that we've been found

 

Yeah, it looks like we're in a bit of trouble

 

We gotta make some kinda getaway, on the double!

 

I've thought and though, and made a plan

 

With the Stap swap skill, I'll be the man!

 

Right on! We always win in the jam

 

So with Wyvmettic and Falcon on the rhymes

 

Catchin them is gonna pose one hell of a hard time

 

Then, Wyvmettic notices a whole in the roof, they climb

 

To the top of the Pen and then decide to hangglide

 

Yeah, you know Falcon, he always packs a spare

 

Just to get to the other side of the river cus Andrea is there

 

* Falcon2k1 flies straight for the countryside

 

I know a cave where we can hide

 

A cave with gold, and lots of it

 

My modest fortune, gotta love it

 

More money to get, damn man, you legit!

 

That cash stash appeal I always gotta git

 

So Wyvmettic and Falcon fly to the abode

 

But on their way, on the ground, on the road

 

A P.I.A agent shoots their hangglider down

 

The wings collapse, it crumbles to the ground

 

Wyvmettic screams and Falcon does too...

 

Was this the end of the mighty Pen crew?

 

Would they be able to survive the crash

 

To head to the cave, to find the stash?

 

Would Wyv be able to see his beloved Cheye again?

 

Would Falcon still be able to test his adrenaline

 

Well, as luck would have it, our heros pull through

 

*** Judicator has joined #thepen

 

*** Gwaihir sets mode: +o Judicator

 

Because you know Wyv and Falcon be comin sticky like glue

 

The clutch the surface of the nearest cliff

 

And at that moment, Falc does a guitar riff

 

I'm spitting out riffs like there's no tomorrow

 

But that agent guy, he's nothing but sorry

 

So climb that cliff and grab a rock

 

And decide that it's time for heads to knock

 

I jump on down and smack him two

 

Then I point to Wyvmettic, it's his cue

 

I run him over like I was Tim Buck Two!!!

 

Smash his ass to pieces, smack him a few

 

Give him a pic of his sis and tell him 'that's who I screwed'

 

And that's the end of the agent from P.I.A

 

Another obstacle that's outta the way

 

Wyvmettic turns to Falcon and nods

 

Let's climb the cliff, the geld I'll rob...

 

I mean take!

 

It's a piece of cake

 

We'll split it evenly

 

And loads of money we'll make

 

* Falcon2k1 narrows his eyes and counts to ten

 

That's MY money, dear old friend

 

I'm lending it to our great cause

 

But you'll pay me back or you'll get clawed

 

* Falcon2k1 swipes a little, in the air

 

But to prove that I'm quite fair

 

I'll give you a third, but not much more

 

We're in this together, all the more

 

* Wyvmettic enters the cave but nothing was there!

 

Hey Falcon, I thought you said you had a lotta dough...

 

You talk real fast, but really... I dunno

 

All I see here is a few pebbles

 

Where's the geld my man, you know we rebels!

 

* Falcon2k1 looks around with surprise

 

My geld has gone right before my eyes!

 

I had a billion at least, and maybe more

 

Now it's personal, time to settle the score

 

I'll hunt 'em down, and feed 'em steel

 

and then they'll know just how I feel

 

So let's get some swords, and then we'll go

 

'Cause I'm feeling angry like Mario

 

Yeah! And they're the little koopa troopas!

 

We'll bust on their ass' like special effects by George Lucas!

 

And with that, Wyvmettic and his man exit the spot

 

And slide down the cliff, they tempers is hot

 

But this journey is destined to win

 

With Wyv and Falcon, not a sin

 

So remember kids, when the greed is there

 

Take all the money! Don't ever share!!!

 

Muahahahaha! You know geld, I love it

 

If you've got a problem with that then shove it!

 

My companions a little off

 

steal from me and you'll tossed

 

So remember this little rhyme

 

And never steal from the biting kind

 

The moral message to this piece is that: even if you rap

 

If you're one of those wyverns, you ain't makin crap

 

So the next time Wyv, Dope, and Falcon pick up a mic

 

Y'all will know that we come viscious as a wolf's bite!

 

Peace!

 

 

I take it we're done then

 

*fini*

 

 

 

 

 

[image]http://members.shaw.ca/kea/am/wyvy.jpg[/image]

 

 

 

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Almost a Dragon...

"My life is one big crime, I try to scheme through it." -Common, "The 6th Sense"

 

 

 

Owner of the Decanter of Endless Booze.

Edited by: Wyvern00  at: 3/15/02 11:47:20 pm

Posted

all this freestylin' is reminding me of highschool Hehehe...the only white girl at a table full of thugs, beating them at their own game Hehehe...fun times. Well done guys. Edited by: Annael at: 3/18/02 4:37:25 pm

  • 4 weeks later...
Posted

O.K, lessee here...

 

Come get swept away with me to a future so dark

 

Where friends murder friends and machinery sparks

 

A post apocalyptic warp through space and time

 

To make you consider social change and open your mind

 

In this future, it's always night

 

Streets illuminated by guns and streetlights

 

If you don't watch yourself, you gonna get harmed

 

That's why peeps wander the seventh avenue armed

 

Money is everything, fuels corruption and greed

 

Everybody's out trying to protect they seeds

 

But noone succeeds

 

Cus' @#%$ is mad dark

 

And frequently, black sedans, they be parked

 

So next time you see the future, I want y'all to open your eyes

 

Take a deep breath, don't be surprised

 

a era where you dont have to change your views, just speak your mind and dont mold your self into anyone but you, its the new millenium yo i thought u knew, we dont have to be the same as the the generation back in world war 2

 

Cus the future depicted in this dismal town

 

Ain't actually a future

 

The future is now

 

Peace!

 

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Alright, sit back, lemme entertain with a few verses here...

 

Dope's at my side yo, our vision is clear

 

The next few verses we're about to spit

 

Are about this crazy lady that always tried to act legit

 

She spotted me and Dope, and while we're two cool brothers

 

When it comes to women, we're often suckers

 

You know the name of the game: she wanted some dough

 

are we ready, if i flood im sorry

 

its 1:30, im so tired and dirty, i feel like im buzzed and im talkn 2 birdies, now this's absurdy, im on a journey, the world will turny, whether I like it or not, I cant think of another rhyming wordy, its really late, I went on a date, participate don't hate, I contemplate my own fate, isn't it great, I once ate on a plate, wait no I didn't cuz im an ape, no im ThE|DoPe, its what I wrote, that'll make me famous, not what my name is, hey yo its rainin, naw

 

ut it is, I think it is

 

Like Dope said, he was buggin, and she gave us this grin

 

The kind the makes a brother forget about morals, embrace sin

 

So I looked to the Dope and the Dope looks back

 

We nod to each other, it's time to react

 

She had this crazy walk, that had your brain running circles

 

Trying to find some kind of explanation and hurdle

 

Forget your normal anxieties and stress

 

If she's looking your way, you must be the best

 

Right? Wrong!

 

It's always the same song

 

She picked you up for the loot, you buy her jewels and she's gone

 

But now, my man Dope's gotta say... how we fell for her charm and went for it anyway...

 

it went like this

 

she gave me a hug then a kiss

 

* Wyvmettic was on the side, Dope was in heaven and bliss

 

i kinda forget everything but the hug n the kiss

 

so i asked her out

 

she agreed

 

i told her she was all i need

 

to succeed

 

this is how we came to be

 

She lied a bit, said she liked his creed

 

so its plain to see that the dope was in love

 

and that this angel of mine was defenitly sent from above

 

times have been worth it, the good and the rough

 

now this's enough to commit your self for the rest of your life

 

so 2 years later i asked her 2 be my wife

 

she said yes and we got married the other nite

 

we're on out honey moon, with do not disturb on our door in neon light

 

when we returned, i had learned, its wyvmettic's turn, to spit some words, on what he has to say, so go wyvmettic tell us about your day

 

So as you can see, whether it be for the love or the loot

 

Women play a vital part of our lives and reboot

 

Emotions of all sorts: love, trust or pain

 

Forming feeling, molding your brain

 

In a sense, women could be considered an enigma

 

Especially if your one of those players or swingers

 

But when you got the kind of relationship the Dope has

 

You'll quickly turn down this hypothesis and laugh

 

Truth be told, without the women, man ain't complete

 

To be there, beside someone, through rain hail and sleet

 

Is truly a wonderfull feeling... and yet

 

So many out on the streets tend to forget

 

That love isn't only physical, they scheme for hoes

 

And seem to forget there's a heart under those cloths

 

They're decieving themselves, don't know how to act

 

So when real love comes around, they ignore it to track

 

More physical gains, numb to emotional pain

 

That secretly flood the brain, due to the way they act

 

hey guys we're out, please do not pout, for we will be back for another rhyme some other time, and the pen shall be empty of words just to be filled again, so do not cry c'mon big guy u can take it as i dish it out right after i make it, my and wyv stick together like a flock of geese, honkin beats, this is it for now--Peace

 

 

 

 

 

[image]http://members.shaw.ca/kea/am/wyvy.jpg[/image]

 

 

 

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Almost a Dragon...

"My life is one big crime, I try to scheme through it." -Common, "The 6th Sense"

 

 

 

Owner of the Decanter of Endless Booze.

Edited by: Wyvern00  at: 4/13/02 10:33:02 pm

  • 1 year later...
Posted

Wyvmettic and the Dope IRC Freestyle - Volume 1.5 and a half

 

WB Dope, now he's arrived, there's a hope

 

* Wyvern notes that on lines, Wyv chokes

 

But it's the only way he can provoke ;p

 

* |DoPeY| is now known as ThE|DoPe

 

as soon is a walk in the pen wyv starts to rhyme

 

then i realize that im right on time

 

i look at my watch, its only 12:39

 

me warming up sends chills down peoples spines

 

Sorry longer afk than I expected.

 

Got a call from a friend who always keeps me laughing.

 

* Sal-7-11 is now known as Salinye

 

laughing is good

 

OH I"m sorry I interrupted the free style!

 

BAD Salinye!

 

Naaawwww, I'm just occasionaly writing some random syllabel pairing/rhymes when they hit

 

Cus, y'know, the pairing and the rhymes are both pretty legit

 

yea me n wyv havent freestyled together here in a long time

 

* Wyvern is currently writing PM, hence he cannot commit full time

 

Well, I'm pretty newbie to the free style thang

 

First rule of thumb: no need to use slang

 

some times i think back to back in the day

 

when me wyv and others used to rhyme for play

 

thats old school stuff im reflecting on in my head

 

but now schools in session time to wake the dead

 

Man, those math tests are really the things I dread

 

Yeah, but it's good for the brain, gotta keep it fed.

 

They'll flip you inside out and spin circles round your head

 

dont u just wish you could sleep insted?

 

I don't have to take'em anymore, but when I was I was fed

 

Up, that is, with all the complex equations

 

Never could gets the X variable seperation

 

lol

 

lol

 

L.O.L... that spells Lost over logarithms

 

Throwing in numbers cus I can't keep the rhythm

 

Still, last time I faced an isoceles, it was bugged

 

Pythagorus got a theorum, but he gets no love

 

* Salinye can't believe Wyv let a geld fall to the floor

 

* Wyvern races for the geld and picks it up

 

Rubs it shiny, and pockets it... yup ;p

 

Protractors protacted, we need lie detectors

 

To be able to distinguish between abnormal vectors

 

one time i was just sittin down in math class

 

n i was thinking to myself my teach was a psycopath

 

pi r sqared, she was loosing me

 

i didnt kno that math was so confusing wyv

 

* Wyvern s'poses he could set it off on math for a bit

 

* Wyvern places his half-written PM carefully in the corner so it won't be wrecked

 

* Wyvern is now known as Wyvmetti

 

aight now its time to get the party started

 

RIP dopey and wyv the recently departed

 

Do the math! All the crazy numbers don't add up

 

The classes are just there to teach to disrupt

 

All of the common thoughts and goals

 

That poor highschool children set wanting gold

 

Somewhere in the future, but they aren't seeing that

 

With all this mathematical Bill Gates computer crap

 

I mean, what's up with teachers focussing on memorization

 

* ThE|DoPe sets a back beat

 

Of formulas, rather than rehabilitation?

 

I think that most kids couldn't tell Geomettry from algebra

 

Calculus kills creativity, while accounting houses tha

 

Professions that nobody wants to take up confessing

 

Man, they just take math cus it's a GCR

 

And they want to have the right angle for steering a car

 

When they take their drivers license test, but don't get to far

 

Since they were off by three degrees and permenently scarred

 

And the driving instructor thought that they had flunked math

 

When it was there major, when will they cease with the crap

 

About circles and perfectly defined equations

 

When creativity is what really gets the mind racing

 

So next time your math teacher wants you to memorize

 

Just throw your hands up and wave a middle finger in the sky

 

Peace ;p

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