I rose up with a ghost Without enough confidence to boast And a speaker snubbing down my nose You bitches laughed at me on the tower Made fun of my trenchcoat Thinking your cloak is baller Pulling my shit like it's a girl's robe But I never pointed out your mark looks like a folded napkin, brother But look at me now, With you nigs asking for favors, Just 'cause you know my nades are able But I haven't forgotten the old days, though When you didn't believe my wicca wreak havoc Before I face-palmed sucked you, vampiric When you didn't expect me to rise from the ashes Like a phoenix, sweet revenging your short lived victory And now, yall are all clinging desperate, Fireteam invite just to ride my [b]space magic[/b]. So, [b]D1giTaL Smaxx[/b], before you boast, remember who's really wanted and needed. I know you just want a bitch to throw a bone, but self-denial doesn't make you "the realist". All you got is guns, but self-made skill and born talent you got none. I found your veridict around the corner, with a slap to your face. You running desperate with your space closing in, So you pull out an invective and hope you'll win? Shotty, shotty, shotty, why so shoddy? For "hunter master race", you're an exemplary disgrace. When I come for you and you run out of special, Watchado? Invisi-crouch in a corner, pissing your pants and pray for more ammo? Or are you more of the arc-blade type? Run around like a lost, headless chicken, Until you can pull out a glowing knife? Does it make you sad that I shotty you down with your own medicine? Or do you dice and slice the air? While I Swarm you and your super bad advice with enough bullets to spare? Ain't no sea where you came from, go back to your bar. You ain't got shit on a warlock. I own the stars. Suros is just a gun; I got spells up my sleeve. Phogoth is just a giant glob of dumb, I can nova-void that unchained shit. Praetorian is part of my legion, and still your worst nightmare. No point of precision, and will still chase without its head. You know what they say, praise the sun The vex and the void multiply around it, son The battle may be over, but the war has just begun. [spoiler]well...I tried[/spoiler]

Can you see me? During my invisibility? So much agility...mobility You can't keep up with thee. I can take your punch Kill that Warlock mid-lunge Throwing down a shield In the middle of the battle field As soon as I appeared I don't need an ally It only takes one shot BOOM! Right between the eye I'm a lone wolf A deadlier Robin Hood But in case you misunderstood Follow me into the woods I'll show you the ropes Right through all those Fallen corpse Until then you can find me around [b]Just look up, then down and turn around[/b] Missed me? Thought so [b]A few shapes and you'd have extra ammo b*tch [/b] NOTE: The bolded lines refers to Grand Theft Auto. When you want to type in a cheat code you need to click up, down, left right, square, triangle, ect.

writing poems on a internet forum is not a rap battle lol

**Rock The Dead by Twiztid** https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OtJVvusiiGE Strange Coins, Motes from a Strike Post dat funky shit and you might get a ‘Like’ Strange Coins, Motes from a Strike Post dat funky shit and you might get a ‘Like’ Come on! Space and beyond Ships in my blind spot Chillin’ zero G’s when I pop and lock Conscience and confused Bustin’ phat moves when tha hip’s bruised Fallin through a hole in tha sky Will I die? What if we all fail da Strike cuz tha Ghost’s full of lies? Fightin’ through tha Darkness Walkin through my conscience Like an Exo I remain heartless Dinkelbot and Speaker know me well Send da House of Devils skraight back ta Hell Fight Vex in da Conflux hand and hand with clear mind Recoil’s harmonious like tha rhythm of windchimes Kick in tha doors, where da loot Ass of alien scum, meet my boot Legendary gats in they face Exotic holes in they head It’s so much worse when they killed by tha dead! Got me a Ghost but I’d take some ass instead Cuz all I wanna do is bang the dead! So many thoughts runnin’ all through my head But when the smoke clears, I’ll bang the dead!

I'm comin "Straight Outta Tower" with a loose cannon Smoke big green, call it Bruce Banner Watch your manners, at last another blast from the top notch From way back with the pop rocks, I pop lock witcha Picture this, Dinklebot twistin with Dead Orbit And Rahool bought a fix Don't trip, it's a Time Bomb in this bitch Here it tick tick tick tick (BOOM) Wait a minute it's on, I tell it like a true mackadelic Spiritbloom and Spinmetal sold seperate, check it From sundown to sunup - clown done run up The Aftermath'll be two in your gut, Guardian what?