"Berserk"

Berserk

I love the looks on faces when I vomit in public…
And letting them know I actually loved it.
By kneeling down quick and lapping some up…
Then asking out loud for the nearest cup.
I love when they turn and gag themselves…
Then shout back at me, “You oughta seek help!”
It’s music to my ears when I hear shrieks of fear…
It’s a soliloquy for my soul when repulsions near.
So I love the scent of disgust and reviling…
That travels my nostrils, upward spiraling.
This seems to have started after taking a blow…
During that robbery, to my temple.
I never saw the pipe that changed my life…
Just know after that, nothing seemed right.
Everyone morphs into what they’re not…
Even the corpse I dug up just to watch rot.
So I sit in the cemetery, attempting necro…
But I’m rudely interrupted whilst in sex throes.
So ten fold I rage with boner uncaged…
Chasing the caretaker who dropped his 12 gauge.
Cuz he saw me at my best, completely undressed…
Kissing that cold breast, looking so statuesque.
And he’s fat like he’s twins but since I’m disciplined…
He waddles, I run, the distance between us thins.
Until the moment of truth, the time of the tackle…
When I bring fatboy down with a maniacal cackle.
Of laughter, for I enjoy the terror in his eyes…
And the tremble of his face fat as he starts to cry.
The shrillness of his scream as I tug hard at his cheek…
With fishhook fingers I bleed the face of this geek.
So sweet’s the sensation of naked, bloody elation…
That with still stained hands, I begin masturbation.
Using blood as lubrication, I howl as I cum…
Staring up at the moon then down at what I’ve done.
Savoring the sickness mental damage allows me…
But fuck it, I’m still hard, might as well plow beef.
Rape a wounded fat man, pretend he’s Ned Beatty…
Make him squeal like a pig to ensure he’ll hate me.
Cuz I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…
I love being hated and having no friends.
I love to languish where maggots take shits…
And I love hating faggits while acting like this.
I yearn for the day when laws go away…
So I won’t have to hide after I go out and play.

The End

Replied to Wicked - Lake of Blood

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as expected you still doing the damn thing never lacking and always harsh

Damn dude.

I was like, maybe 2 bars into this and I was already starting to get a beat in my head to go along with this. Everything kinda fell together in flow.. I actually caught myself bobbing my head steadily a few times.. lol

This was definitely BTK material.. gory, extremely detailed, quite colorful, hell.. the list goes on. One thing I noticed is you dont use alotta big words, which actually appeals to me. You're able to give accurate and well descripted images and thoughts with small and simple words.. & even those small words hold alotta meaning.. example:

Quote:

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Everyone morphs into what they’re not…
Even the corpse I dug up just to watch rot.

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^ No big vocab, huge complex words.. yet tells us so much. It's showing his fascination's and hidden pleasures, the wild guy inside him.. it's just really detailed, without being detailed in vocab.. that really stood out to me.

Don't get me wrong though, you had some awesome vocab too, just not as much as most others I read..

You definitely got an imagination BTK, and you've proven you know how to write. Overall, even though I'm not much of a fan of gory shit & all that, this wasn't that bad.. definitely out there, but looking past the sickness of it all (which actually adds to the imagery), its not bad. Keep it up, your reads are always enjoyable.

..the End =)

hah well, i was kinda disturbed, but hey, it was still tight, good job

the flow dropped in, and good imagery, well not exactly good, but you know what i mean, jk

the idea was original, never seen one like this, it was interesting tho, kept me reading thru the end, got a glimpse of Deliverenace in there, good movie, anyway though, not bad , kept me reading

peace

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Bumpity...

Again, damnnit!

it was aiight, i lyk ur flo, n style...da rhyme scheme was aiight aswell...but hey wat do i kno...i hav only been on 1 ova forum.

Huh?

Wow BTK. Extremely distrubing. And extremely dope.

If you would fix your flow, it would be legendary.
Seriously.

**** runs n hides ****
man that shit was dope man keep it up i think you got talent....... but really disurbing peacie man.... but again...... it was tight..... keep up the good work my friend

I know, Vy...

I stumbled in more than one place with it.

Any suggestions?

Godammit!

As a hug fan of the marshall mathers lp which had both imagination and the lyrics that make you say "how the hell he say something like that and make it sound good" your piece here reminded me of that. It had comedy and sick combined into a shit hot ryhme. I personally thought this was great i loved the bit that goes:

And he’s fat like he’s twins but since I’m disciplined…
He waddles, I run, the distance between us thins.
Until the moment of truth, the time of the tackle…
When I bring fatboy down with a maniacal cackle.

Obviously youll dissmiss this as im not well known but i really like your style.

It's all appreciated, man...

Thank you!

thats shits tight man... wow... Although very dark, I enjoyed it... Its to me not about how sick the shit is... its actually how well it goes together... when I hear it... it sound like something Obe could... although he may not rap about stuff like that, it seems to have a certain aftermath/shady feel to it... I like how it flows together... a great story, great imagry... sweet rymes
9/10

Thank you...

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