Open Waters
Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 2:04 pm
Topical verse dropped in the tournament against Flip. Flip didn't show, but I'm sure it would've been a nice battle.
Topic is about what would happen if I were stranded in open waters with no help...
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Ever been in a situation that started off as participation
And end up anticipating waiting to see if you gone make it?
Feelin’ naked alone, debatin’ on taken your own Thinkin’
Maybe if you just wake up the path you’ve taken’d be gone?
It began as planned trip with water bottles and sandwiches
And finished with a 20 foot vessel becoming a damaged ship
And me stranded adrift eighty miles from the nearest shore
With an ocean in fearless form, thought the mast was just merely worn
But the structure? Severely torn when Poseidon summoned the rain
Thought it was all one in the same, I’ll run it like run the terrain
Damn, all my stuntin’s in vain. I could’ve been sleepin’ this weekend
Now I’m weakened from feces, urinating and even breathin
Internal bleeding heart beating slower, dry from no water supply
Conditions is wicked out here, bet even Job was warmer inside
Of a whale, it’s a hell of a spot to be in. Aint’a scarier week
Being left behind by my diving party off a Great Barrier Reef
It gets hairier Chief, so far I’ve survived starvation and dehydration
But now somethings frustrated cuz I’m feelin’ a nudging sensation
Whoa… felt the tip of the head Yo… something’s clipping my leg
Should I stay still in these open waters or start kicking instead
Here’s a note to the heathens, never provoke or tease them
Leave them waves to rest or you’ll wake the nest of the ocean demons
In the throes of the deepest you couldn’t picture this bitter agony
What in the hell did I do to make these creatures so freakin mad at me
No matter what, I’m fuked, these sharks a mark for the malcontent
Let the outpouring of vowels commence as my innards & bowels drench
Every inch of my fowl stench for these circling mass savages
Imagine the disadvantage I’m in so I’m steady trying to gather my sense
I can fathom the bastards grin, teeth shining like platinum gems
Guess I’ll be slaughtered in open waters. You fukers have at it then………..
Topic is about what would happen if I were stranded in open waters with no help...
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Check it...
Ever been in a situation that started off as participation
And end up anticipating waiting to see if you gone make it?
Feelin’ naked alone, debatin’ on taken your own Thinkin’
Maybe if you just wake up the path you’ve taken’d be gone?
It began as planned trip with water bottles and sandwiches
And finished with a 20 foot vessel becoming a damaged ship
And me stranded adrift eighty miles from the nearest shore
With an ocean in fearless form, thought the mast was just merely worn
But the structure? Severely torn when Poseidon summoned the rain
Thought it was all one in the same, I’ll run it like run the terrain
Damn, all my stuntin’s in vain. I could’ve been sleepin’ this weekend
Now I’m weakened from feces, urinating and even breathin
Internal bleeding heart beating slower, dry from no water supply
Conditions is wicked out here, bet even Job was warmer inside
Of a whale, it’s a hell of a spot to be in. Aint’a scarier week
Being left behind by my diving party off a Great Barrier Reef
It gets hairier Chief, so far I’ve survived starvation and dehydration
But now somethings frustrated cuz I’m feelin’ a nudging sensation
Whoa… felt the tip of the head Yo… something’s clipping my leg
Should I stay still in these open waters or start kicking instead
Here’s a note to the heathens, never provoke or tease them
Leave them waves to rest or you’ll wake the nest of the ocean demons
In the throes of the deepest you couldn’t picture this bitter agony
What in the hell did I do to make these creatures so freakin mad at me
No matter what, I’m fuked, these sharks a mark for the malcontent
Let the outpouring of vowels commence as my innards & bowels drench
Every inch of my fowl stench for these circling mass savages
Imagine the disadvantage I’m in so I’m steady trying to gather my sense
I can fathom the bastards grin, teeth shining like platinum gems
Guess I’ll be slaughtered in open waters. You fukers have at it then………..