Ok, this is gonna be a poetic airstrike, like it was over Baghdad.
I've been told my slams are god-like, and dakarai, you're being slayed on my writing
I've done ripped out your heart, now I'm removing your guts.
I'm blowing your whole being apart, but first, take this upper cut!
I want you to feel my poetic blow, but you should not be in this ring.
So soupers, witness this poetic TKO, and I'm giving P.D. back her g-string!
That's right dakarai, I'm the soup playboy, just ask your girlfriend.
I had her bobbing her head with joy, but that was after I put something up her rear-
When I'm done with you, you're gonna need one helluva band-aid.
I'm gonna beat you black and blue, then force feed you my poetic grenade!
dakarai you're a sneaky rat, who lurks in the shadows of this site.
My poetic gun goes rat-a-tat-tat, so take that, you poetic parasite!
What can you say about me? I'm on the "Top 50 best poets" list!
But I'm taking this beyond poetry, so here's my right fist!
Feel my raging energy, as I pop you like a cyst!
Don't go looking for P.D., she doesn't even exist!
I destroyed her whole identity, and now I will focus solely on you.
You'll soon see, I'm a demonic entity, and I'm kicking your ass like Kung Fu!
I'm not even taking a breath, have you had enough yet?
I will haunt you even after death, I see you're starting to sweat!
dakarai you've become my footstool, and I'm watching the sunset.
I'm making you look like a fool, and burning your ass with my cigarette!
Take this poetic dynamite, and boy don't you ever forget.
This isn't a pretty site, I have the sex tape of your mom on videocassette!
Ding, ding, it's the end of round two, I'll let you digest this.
Your poetry is pure doo-doo, and my next slam will throw you into the abyss!!!!
Note: dakarai cobb had enough yet, or do you continue ? Want to be the soup