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Cunning Linguist Aug 2018
My trap tags don't expire  
I'm an arsonist for hire  
on these bars
Watch me spit fire, yuh

Got a grill in my mouth
& a grill on my porch  
New balance on my feet,  
In my kitchen selling work  
Got grass like I'm dirt
Hit the gas like I'm first
Eating *** with a thirst
Thots be scary go to church
Give that ***** heckin hurt  
I'ma dawg ripe from birth  
Yes I'm bound to rule the Earth
And I'll pillage til it skrrt
-Bet you ain't gon take my turf
'Less you finna prove that worth
Satisfy the ladies aye
my **** got 1 inch girth

& I'm all
Foaming from the mouth like she rabid  
**** yo ***** leave her shaking,
steady rabbit
Only *** wit gold
Cos' I don't believe in average
I'm a savage with these lavish roasts
so toast to this y'all napping, woah

Gimme  t h i c c  bone  
-I'm here to cuck ur *****
I Go Donkey Kong on em
wit bana-na clips  
Mushrooms down the pipe,
Now watch me all-star this ****
Leave em duckin runnin huffin
when tha muh ******
hammer hit boi

Ball so hard I got u trippin'
Spitting triplets in the kitchen
-To watch the world burn  
Is my muh ****** mission
Be shifting these gears
like transmissions in a sentence;
Remix it to ignition, straight
dunkin on y’all *****-***

Light me up that's what's up,
bruh you real *** vintage
Try and step to me,
catch you sleepin with those fishes
Throw bows with the flow
man I do this **** for fun
Dabbing every day
just stir the *** to color up

I'm on another level
Mine down on the nether
architect if ever
clever big-bro pullin levers
Embezzled Denny’s rhymes
Just to peddle to the metal  
& I'm never gonna give
Until I hit that ****** threshold yuh  

Flexin on these spades
When I play that ****** trump;
If you got no brain
Then I'm ganking all your junk
kickin in yo grave
Push up daisies in the trunk
I'm literally insane
u don't know about dat funk yuh

Blizzard **** a hipster *****  
Scissor kick your gizzard slick  
Crave attention slit my wrists
Iced out and I'm ****** lit

Like ah **** got that gas
check my Auschwitz
All about the offense
When I’m toxic wit that nonsense
Coursing through my conscience
Looking for recompense;
Like hollerin at a deaf *****
Or knocking over blind kids

I'm in that hearse
smokin herb
swerving verses
Turnin words
Like its a curse, ya
I'm getting tired of metal and poetry if you can't tell expect more obscene rap I hope offends. I'm gonna record this soon and will post link when I do
SophiaAtlas Aug 2021
It's a good thing we named most of the dinosaurs 100 years ago when we were all into mythology and speaking Latin.

If we just had just learned about dinosaurs now and had to name 100s, there'd be a Heckin Chonkosaurus and a Northern Thicc Scaleyboi.
Sometimes your sister turns 21
and you don’t post on her Facebook wall on her birthday
mostly because you’re a piece of garbage
but also because there simply aren’t enough words
in the english language to accurately describe to her
how great she is,
and even more so
because even if there were enough words,
you’re not entirely sure what
you’d want to say anyway
because you’re kind of shocked
and you don’t really know what to do
honestly
because oh shoot
you can remember exactly how she looked
before she got braces
and oh man
you see her smile
and find yourself looking through years
and years
of everything she’s been through
and finding the same exact smile as before
just with different teeth
and oh wow
you look at her hands
and see them as they were
when they held a book in front of your face
and taught you how to read
and oh gosh
you see her cry and get straight up confused
as to why such an
exceptional
being
should have to ever be sad
and uGH
you sometimes get a smell that reminds you
of a very specific time with her
and it makes you weirdly emotional
and oh no
where the heck did the time go and
aaaahhh
you just know that no one is going to make
a better adult
then her
and ohmanohmanohman you think about your life
and just realize
that you’d be absolutely nowhere without her
because you’re a tiny lil bean sprout
and she’s the whoooole big sun just
showin you the hEckiN wAY to evERytHiNg and
you think about how much of who you are has
come to be defined by
the things she’s taught you
and you look at her
and then at everyone else in the world
and you realize it’s time.
It's time for her to help them like she’s helped you.
And you realize she’s ready.
You realize she’s made it.
She’s there.

When this kind of thing happens,
here’s what you do kiddo alright listen up:
you write a stupid message for her
and you post it on her frikking Facebook wall okay
just do it okay
it doesn’t matter if it’s four days late,
it doesn’t matter if it’s 4 in the morning
it doesn’t matter if you still haven’t
placed the words just right do you hear me
your sister is 21 years old
and these are the best words you have
and she’s very much worth it so just post it okay
just do it.
dissociating again.
once again.
but this should be a happy moment
at brusters ice cream.
you're so heckin cute.
you like thrifting too?
and to think..
i almost blew you off completely..
because online you seemed
just like an average guy.
but heck;
im an average girl
aren't i?
but we can't stop talking.
we giggle during what would be
awkward silences.
wow.
and Aquarius;
just the thought of you is..
dreamy..
well here i am,
kissing you goodbye,
outside ulta
at 12:30
Dylan Mcconnell Mar 2018
So. I woke up this morning thinking to myself, what are my values?
For some people, it’s trust, love, and honesty.
For others, it’s authenticity, compassion, and leadership.
Well, I thought about it, and not to sound like a hipster but some values are so stupid.
Other values, however, are pretty heckin’ cool.
I think I really value loyalty and trust.
Along with security and self-respect.
Lastly, I think I value creativity.
WAIT.
Did you see what I said in there?
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I said “I think (...)”
I don’t think I value creativity.
I ******* know I value creativity.
That **** roots me.
That poetry?
Yeah, that stuff is awesome and makes my heart beat millions.

I know I value loyalty and self-respect.
Without that, we get nowhere.
I also really do value security and trust.

Lastly, I’d like to end this piece of art with a bit of truth.
I value you.
Yes you, the one reading this.
I love each and every one of you. You're so nice and compassionate.
moon child Feb 2019
In
A
Heckin'
MOOD
6'5"
so heckin sweet to me
back to the future
how'd you know?
those nikes..
who's gonna kiss first?
you lose
but is this really winning?
i haven't felt like i was winning in a long time
you wanna see me in tennessee
you wanna see me tomorrow
you wanna see
me?
i blew you off for two months
just like i blew it
this morning
unsureness
will be the death of me
unless cigarettes take my life
first

— The End —