Creeping through dimensions
with worderous intuitions
We’re back slamming backgammon,
dice roll with precision
Boasting boisterous word play,
frying the eggs that birds lay
Ignorant ignoramuses incarnate our woeful prey
We ambidextrously eliminate haters systematically
Vicariously vexing vocabulary tragically
Automatically we scramble brains biologically
leave them stained with the strains of our verbal virology
it’s a hypocrisy not to accept our democracy
debate our scientology or respect our philosophy
diabolically decimating, decapitating and dissipating
kinetically constipating thoughts of participating
dedicating this one to the wondrous flow
check the mass destruction as the worderers blow..
Massively wordering, as we bring this urban thing
to the masses, you gasping(wondering)..who we wordering?
but we laughing, as you grasping,
for answers about the spit we bring
contusions we cause 'em,
from verbage we tossed 'em
as we keep singing.. knowledge is king
from the days of old come rays of new
you stumble through
thoughts mixed from this verbal brew
it's that nastiest,
wordiest one, son of fun, bright as the sun,
been a long journey yet this run ain't done,
so think I'll just toss it to another one..
Our cheques are in the mail and the cat’s caught his tail
Flailing about now ‘cause that rocker won’t let him bail
Frail lyrics don’t phase me—
It takes a lot to amaze me;
I laugh to myself at those who’d like to scathe 'we'
But we’re quick with our wit—off the top shelf
Word Chiefs,
In Top health (how exquisite!)
Sour brains wish to quiz it
Buzzed right when we left; straight for the exit
Next it’s our extemporaneous style
So what if you’ve been around for a while?
We’re from the land of ‘the dirty dozens’
We mastered the ‘verbal parallel bars’
When we were out snow shoveling
What’s to resolve then?
It’s no surprise to find them grovell’n
The judicious use of a well-placed word
We slice through wind—if you haven't heard
Categorically capricious, conniving can’t counter us
We sit down in the Elderly seats—at the front of bus
Discussing our tacit tactics, with energized didactics
I’m trying to manage damage control The brink of death is paying its toll These creatures to my left are under the road Lost consciousness and now I’m back on the honor roll My words cause ‘Your honor’ to stroll Made off (Madeoff) Like Bernie, now your money is under the stove Filled the surface with hard rocks, Wordz were crossed out, but etched in Comstock Intentions of worders from around the clock I grab the gravel from under block, I stabbed the cattle with dietary stocks Controlled the rights of left handed cops Exploited and expanded options as the Dow dropped Massively mundane like Mondays Travesties to the brain peek through on Sundays Wonderers fun day, cease the violence through gun play The beast comes through, some say The Massacre, I’ve released on crews during Love day In the mud, you’re dragged, the slum’s this way Tore off your gum to expose your tooth’s decay Warn off the host of AP when posting the ghost of Bombay I’m usually subtle, but decided to let my Wordz loose like The Fray The wondrous words culminate each and every day Yup, "we're from the land of the dirty dozens" two hands full of fire as we sling ghetto slang at your cousins Mixing gin and rum after a dozen of muffins Fixating while sending faxes over seas in Cuba cigar puffin' Go ahead, test these worderers if you think we're bluffin' Cease and sicle or get stuffed in...instead, Wheel it back like a 'ragga muffin!'
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you all did such a wonderful job, it all went together so well! the flow and word usage was superb! you guys got talent, which I'm sure many have told ya'll 
