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R.I.P. this is in memory of Johnny "blaze" Haze, Sammy "big dog" Watson, and my brother from different mother Jesse "Mc'Scoots" McCalister.
it was cold and wretched. war takes a toll on a man; makes him look old and decrepit
on your toes every second, never knowing when to depend on a soldiers defences.
many have fallen into a mode of depression with no control of their senses,
numbness consumes them till all their emotions unfold and are rendered defenseless
killing machines; autonomous confections. military brutes; no calming consensus..
this is an ode to the "unknown groups", for I will never forget them...
i owe it to these youth's to compile the truths of my fallen brethren.
HOORAH!!!!.. to our blessed saviour,... ah'men.
I was barely twenty the first time i met with my troops and leiutenent.
i remember his first 22 words, he told us " you're all fuckin useless, forget it.
i bet half of your asses wont last, you're all just too stupid; pathetic".
Started to laugh & ended up doing some pushups (been there fewer than seconds)
the men ive met were proven to be the best, extended from fort lewis to texas
reports excluded the facts that most who eluded iraq were simply rejected.
for those elected stepped into a unity, somewhat like a family connection
gratuity expressed one to another, to me it was truly beauty's reflection.
from the first day i stepped in that aluminum hanger my views became stranger
I concluded that this was due to all the confusion and unusual danger
asked myself is it delusions or is this their usual behaviour; it's incluclusive to date.
shamelessness fueled by anger & hate (imagine satanists rebuking your saviour)
caught in a rumination, it became illuminated that I'd be digging some graves here
i swear still to this day i can say i never knew a group of men any braver.
this was the same year i made my final decision to try my eyes at a sniper position
with a rifle i had stifling precision, could take out a guy within a mile of distance
but that was only in training, to be be perfectly honest i was anxious to kill a man
would i get a thrill from the act? or reveal the fact im just too human for that?
weeks later there was a sudden attack, me & two guys eating lunch in the back
unaware i left my gun in the camp, i started running, almost had a panic attack
tbh my hearts never raced in such a way where i thought it would expose it's self
felt like the valley of the shadow of death, (just with no god on the road to help)
when i stepped to the edge of the mountain top I fumbled to set up the mount & prop
never accounted for the many thoughts i would think about until the time I shot..
I let off with persistence & didnt stop for an instant. seen him drop in the distance
blood splattered the ground, like how boston did after they were crossing the finish
hopping in trenches, holding on for dear life with a gun cocked in my clenched fist,
surely a sight. emotion: intense, instilling some fright yet almost a sense of delight
reminicing is a funny thing, it brings back many potent dreams of motionless nights
writing letters to lovers as we hold in the cries, & hope that we might go home alive
condolences to the never knowing bride who buried her groom before the baby arrived
and all those grave sites, with no names to equally place all ranks alike, side by side
if we didnt fight, we'd no longer be the home of the brave, but the home of the slaves
so i never feel bad about the terrorist pain or the fact I cant remember how many ive slain
there's more to gain with protective our land than your simple ears can recieve,
i laugh at the threads in the disccusion board and chyeeaahh's conspiricy schemes
open your mind you might see more than a cloak & disguise pulled over your eyes
unrelenting raw emotions broken down, focused & potently placed in these line
in time ill break down intimate ties between our military government & political bribes,
but for now all i can say is now matter HOW MANY IT TAKES!! these states are my family...
...and i kill for mine.