West Of The Wilds

When I sit back and relax, I still push that, I pull stacks/

F**k with some mean cats, safety off, click clack/

Thats real rap I mean that/

 Concealed carry, carrying Hazmat/ 

Hole through your cowboy hat/

In the old saloon, fresh chaps/

 Blast you back to the future , the permit permits that

I own the West, the wilds won 

Brush the dust off my vest,  chrome magnum, my choice of gun 

Now run along son, this is no place for Fival, 

Get the f**k out of my face or you wont live to see another rival/

In this contest i highly doubt your chance of survival/ 

  Hightail it East while your still alive, truths undeniable/

F**k the Alamo, remember my promises are reliable/ 

 So put the money in the bag, act natural an I swear to god you better f*****g smile dude

;..)

Reviews

[dan]

showdown at high noon, warnings issued but not heeded. back-to-back, walk 10 paces, spin and drill each rivalry through dark hearts. the end...dan

[Emily]

Lovely wording!!
Keep it up!!

[BlaqkShadow]

Another blinding bit of writing from you hun, love your poetry. My favourite bit is: "When I sit back and relax, I still push that, I pull stacks/F**k with some mean cats, safety off, click clack/Thats real rap I mean that" because it has furious power behind it, like it's a real statement that your trying to get out there. The whole poem is angry and awesome for that reason, I love the imagination behind it, excellent.

[BLitZeD]

awww thanks ;) too kind

[Insight "MH"]

I really love this part: " Blast you back to the future". well done on this great write!

Insight.

[Johnny]

Smoooooooth delivery.. everything seemed to flow like water from one cup to another!

[3X3MPLER]

haha dope s**t.is this a rap verse?

[BLitZeD]

just words at this point man

[wordman]

great imagery here,almost like i was there

[annalysiar]

Its a great free style. Even better lyrical. Your poems are gripping and enthralling with their emotion that's good.

[Dead]

youd make a really good rapper