Sunday, July 09, 2006

Foolish drama

Back in the day..... high school up to the mid 90s, I used to engage in lyrical clashes with friends from school. This grew to intensity when we would meet to go club or climb Blue Mountain. The last battle was last because I had grown tired of it all and may have been a bit harsh and dismissive with my lyrics (which were built on the spot most times or carefully planned in anticipation of the battle). At one point it seemed like it was going to come to blows. Since I was out-numbered I smiled and retired.

Recently my class of 91 has decided to have a reunion (15 yrs since graduation). A nice message board was set up and we've begun our usual zouse (almshouse) behaviour; Flirtings and dissing and re-aquaintings. One of the original 'dissers who loves the Bounti Killa style started on me. I ignored it for two attacks and then I replied. We've traded some lyrical blows but now I tire of it as I tire of all things in my life (not you snuckums). But how do I extract myself from this situation? Last time I bowed out which they took as a sign of defeat! That was OK cause I didn't see them often and it never came up again. But he really does believe that he can out diss me and I am trying my darndest to keep it from becoming cold.... perhaps he is doing the same thing.... I just don't want a brawl. Why I always have to be the peace maker?! Damn it man!!

Sigh!! How I always end up in these territorial pissings? Too much blasted arrogance, curiosity, and testosterone!

16 comments:

Anonymous said...

now hear dis mi ready fi gi hayden a next cyber kill
suh shady mek sure yuh wright yuh cyber will
yuh a a gwaan like yuh a girlsman but none a dem no waan yuh
now im no av nuh girl wat de hell him aggo do
KD yuh wrong, dem nah gi him nuh secret message
mi aggo drop dis like bomb, an do some damage
shady yuh dead again, yuh nuh see it
de gial dem sey dem nuh waan yuh spoilup meat

Anonymous said...

hey you dr. fletch di bode chiroprocta
mi waah yu leggo mi name yu likkle duppy meka
is nart korea yu name mek yu a test lyrical missile
mine bounti find out seh a im style yu a pwoil
cyba will?, cyba won't, yu a get too bright
yu tink a so so verbal diarhoea win lyrical fight
Like how yu so hot gwaan a st. thomas go ole a bade
an allow shawna and Jazzy fi experinece 96 degrees in di shade
bam bam, dats di soun of mi a drive di nail dem inna yu coffin
don't fear, di bode love yu, yu won't be forgotten
shake it off, bus a smile, di murderin soon dun
rest in pieces dr. fletch for there shall be only ONE!

Shady

Anonymous said...

look ya now likkle shady puppy
a mek mi mek duppy,mi nuh kill duppy
talk bout seh gial fi cum inna yuh shade
none ah dem nuh waan yuh ,becau yuh yu waan bade
memba yuh a med student an mi a di docta
suh a prentice yu a prentice,an mi ah yu teach
but look like seh yu naw tek een de class
suh affi dun yuh again to ----
true yuh a shade, de gial dem seh yuh no hot
try test mi again an mi will show yuh yuh burial spot

Anonymous said...

Di bible dun seh dat only Jesus saves
so how fi yu cawcas a rise from di grave?
Mek mi dip inna mi pocket fi mi holy wata
an sart yu out like Buffy vampire slaya
Now folks yu mus agree seh dis yout well bright
a come disturb di festivities at im owna nine-nite
Shawna and jazzy a my biznizz weh yu a watch mi fah
no bone yu wuk pon, yu tun yeye dacta?
Tru yu drink yu milo di food drink of champion
come a wrenk wid mi but yu nah win dis ya one
Its all good, relax, a no hatred mi a fosta
Entertainment repote headline, di student has become di Masta!

Anonymous said...

listen mi now an listen mi propa
shady mi a di real masta
everybady done know mi anno eye docta
but yu business deh pon alumni site an yu dede a labba labba
yu a try tes foundation,wid lyrics outa yu head
if yuh a use intelligence ,den a dead yu aggo dead
cause if a intelligence war den a lead mi aggo lead
yu caan pass da test ya, yuh soon realise seh a breed it aaah breed
a weh yuh aah come wid christian verse
afta mi kill yuh,yuh a go to hell afta mi put yuh inna de hearse

Anonymous said...

whoeva sell yu dem deh lyrics, tek dem back cause dem rotten
you cyaan prospa from gains that are ill-gotten
it no tek no hintelligence fi mock fi yu exam
dem lyrics cyaan breed nobady, yu hear mi 'masta' baits-man?!
No fret yuself bout my bode drama, look afta yu foundashan,
Follow Christ when im seh no build yu ouse pon so so san
Yu fineral dun set fi 2 o clock, dat is a pill yu jus affi swallow
nex incarnation memba seh yu cyaan lead before yu learn fi follow
but like ow mi nice mek mi gi yu a chance at some edicashon
since as ow yu green mek wi start yu off simple wid "Kill and Bury 101"

Anonymous said...

weh yu shady me aggo dead?
it look like shawna a confuse yuh head
from she seh she nuh waan yuh,look like yuh tun fool
yuh caan test mi suh a betta yuh jus cool
mi lyrical test bigga dan yuh any day
it ova yuh head,suh so pack up an scoobay
mi dun scar yuh up til yuh black an blue
suh which part a yuh could a set mi funeral aah 2
missa shady, betta yuh stop try tes me
i are de one an yuh is a wannabe

Anonymous said...

Is dat yu call lyrical attack, now where do i begin?
your thoughts are so muddled, you mussi can't handle di gin
Here's an idea, go find a ooman an mek two equal one
Leggo di Tarzan mentality and lef shawna jazzie an mi to have wi fun
I'm sensing your bitterness, you constipated? Go to the Loo!
Stop linga like poop an go to yu apointment at 2
Scar, Black and blue?....LOL..... yu no lack imagination
or maybe is mi lyrical dengue fever a gi yu delusion
It unfair fi mi tes yu wid mi lyrical onslaught
with no wits about you, the challenge is equivalent to naught!

The Seeker said...

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bad!
Still best line so far:

"Di bible dun seh dat only Jesus saves
so how fi yu cawcas a rise from di grave?
Mek mi dip inna mi pocket fi mi holy wata
an sart yu out like Buffy vampire slaya"

Miss Mel said...

I feel like I in a live performance. :D Dun kno.

Rae said...

LOL!!!! No man, dem man deh have some talent deh. I tink Shady win still. big up. highly entertaining.

Anonymous said...

mi knock u out wid mi lyrics til yuh eye dem dreamy
lyrical dengue fever a fi yu an betweenie
bredrin mi a tell yuh,yuh nuh inna mi class
talk bout tarzan yuh a look inna yuh mirror glass
look ya nuh,nutten nah gwaan fi yuh rhymin scheme
an trust me yuh ongle control jazzie an shawna inna yuh dream
mi kick up already mi aggo kick yuh up again
de ongle gial weh yuh hav a de drumpan inna yuh piccha dem

Anonymous said...

Yawn! I put down my books, gave of my time
only to be greeted by your wangsta rhyme
this ain't no Nintendo Punch-Out mild-mannered banality
It's Mortal Kombat fool, face the lyrical brutality
Why yu a tek so much beaten, yu tink di prize is a ooman?
..... stress mi seeit, all along dat was yu plan
mek mi come outa di way since mi dun have mi own 'pan'
try yu luck pon di bode so yu can stop use yu han
By the way, I went to the parlour to pick out your wreath
inscription says in bold red "Rest in Peace, fadakeit"

Anonymous said...

dis addi counteraction,counteraction
likkle bwoy,yuh is dead man
becau yu a student inna more ways dan 1
dere is certain tings yuh nuh know or undastan
yutie when yuh is a praticing surgan
yuh pick choose an refuse ooman
yuh ah come wid loose argument an dem ting deh wrang
AH YOU PLAY WID DRUMSTICK,AN AH DE EXPERT WID YUH HAN
listen mi now missa wutliss
mi nuh business bout no waitin list
mi nuh need fi mek no deal wid yuh
caw di ongle ting yuh hav is a 1 man crew

Anonymous said...

Massa weh yu write no wurt counteraction
glad yu find time between yu palm action
wid so much option yu choose fi han solo
anybady wid money can get ceasar's to go
believin everyting yu see is a mistake yu can ill affode
how yu qualify fi class mi fram wah yu si pon di bode
yu mek dis medicine ting gawn to yu ead
ooman a go twis yu up if yu so easily misled
one day when mi ave time and yu manage fi sober
come get some advice from di trained councillor
Theatre list, shawna list, at least dem two deh a do well
but di bode confidence in yu imaginary girls list just fell

Bashmentbasses said...

It appears that the lyrical war is over! Not sure who is the victor because his response is that my last counteraction wasn't worth responding to. My response to that was that if he ran out of lyrics so be it. No need to feel ashamed, can't win em all.