Message For the Undertaker
Yo bro. . . got what you said,
look in to put us poets to rest,
I've got news for you home boy,
This turf ain't big enough for the
two of us!
Get down and get your feet wet.
ain't no gods gonna help us and
that's a fact,
Play time is over Mr. Gravedigger,
Bring it on and lets show the world
a good fight!
Cool. .its show time,
for the guy with the Mic,
What's the hurry Mr. Rhyme,
scared you might miss your flight.
Heard you came back snooping
around,
with all the loud sounds and talk,
Told you once boy to be pretty nice,
Or you'll get a wrestling lesson you
won't soon forget.
I've got your name on my list and
draw,
pretty soon this town is gonna be a
bloody war,
pack up your bags and leave by the
back door,
Im not gonna tell you twice just
spare me the trouble.
this is dedicated to by jalani jenkins
for his Gravedigger poem
that got me inspired. . . so thank
you
my friend
Copyright © Danesh Morgan | Year Posted 2013
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