The raven haired woman is standing further back in an alleyway. She was standing in the shadows with her eyes closed.
Her head is drooping... was the woman asleep?
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Joker’s Wild
My name is super-unknown so I will shoot for the dome
Aim through the window pane; leave two frames blown
I am not Strange. But I will not change tones
Proclaim Roman Reigns in any home
Entertain through tomes
Enter veins then splinter brains
Highest on this sinner plane
Center plain or inner sane? No.
A soul so cold not even So Co
Could help warm; dealt thorns
Some have sworn tales, yelling “He’s loco!”
“Si y yo soy el lobo feroz”
Ferocious flows; ojos rojo
Toke and choke on top rank dodo
Coca blows? Mi es cabron? Oh no!
Blow Coca? Por dinero? Best go hoe!
Yo soy Joe Schmoe? Asi-asi? Si puto derecho!
Direct foes, “vete a la mierda, conos”!
Artista X es el Rey de todos los Reyes
Sooth-sayer and smooth player
Granuja de platas de lengua
Ladies spreading legs, begging me to say yes.
Weigh less than many but don’t call me mini
Not one to waste pennies
Immobile blades, not choppin’ on 20’s
Mobile stays paid; minutes got plenty
No cash in the bank; gas tank close to empty
Yet more retail sells in smells than Scentsy
My girl is a fine dime that OG’s envy
Eyes green, hairs red plus always wet and sticky
Ever leaving; burning and hitting like a heathen
But she keeps returning
Even after pimping her out for earnings
Yearning for touch; by lips or finger tips
She’ll learn you quick; bi so no bias when she unzips
She flips all day but still chills at night
Herb Knight in hempen armor
Helping get over bored again
Charming prints, used to disarm alarms
Prince Charmin to soft; armaments’ armed
Minced off the first cut; rinsed off like shit stuck to shoes
In truth, I like going overboard and harming
Like Carmen, no one knows where to find me
Moving timely; double check nobody’s behind me
Grinding to shine even when it isn’t
Vision remastered after seeing how biz went?
To guzzle gents jizz for cents
Rather stick a muzzle in my mouth
Than ever be asked where my fizz went
Dissident miscreant because of medicinal Treants
Gorgon like stoning; after all spinach is full of nutrients
Beautifully bent; fine line between genius and insanity
Underhandedly taking the lead; never mistakenly
Make me your nemesis; own worst enemy to y’all I am limitless
Illogically break chronological fate with paradoxical Genisys
Forget Quicksilver; Wells wished in inventing this
Luxury Mercury? Have H.G. mad as a hatter for penning this
In lieu of Carrol; songs full of apparel
Only autos should be tuned
Putting hair pulling bitches on alert
Better be careful
Have them pissing; scared to twist up fisticuffs
Baring tools; afraid to get face to face
But I’m very cool; only thing up my sleeve is an Ace
Thumping with my trump; then use the same spade to bury fools
Joker’s wild; and I’ve been told the same
Smoker’s smile plus a laugh cold and insane
Broken stiles; never hold a flame to gain change
Opening Styles all about showing up the Game
At the Helm with a death wish like I’m hunting a hearse
DRAC is the realm’s realest; still instilling hurts
Curt versus legends or virgins; using perverse verses to abuse
With no aversion to cursing this rough draft also the final version
Shaft tough? Yes, when driven by me
Not black enough to say I’m the bad-dest “shut your mouth…”, you see
Keep it juicy; not goosing Lucy
Truthfully I’m a prick spelt with a capital D
Biggest you’ll meet; and above average in meat
No need for lies; I know I satisfy
Don’t believe me honey then come and see
Relieve your cunny, have you cum a sea
Endless returns like it’s my company
Charge your Chakra; currently cum for free
Currency for free milk?
Then you can go ahead and get stepping permanently
Ash into your urn
Every sentence further sentencing eternity
Hurting disconcertingly
Adverting attacks; not possible when concerning me
Genuine article
Smashing particles like the Hadron at CERN discerning Emcees
Splitting atoms
While batting back at’em; scat’em like a cat. Kill every vermin I see
Shivering cowards
While stylishly delivering streets sermons for fees
River of power
That is, a strong flow with undertow current; currently
Amped up
Have them clammed shut; in bomb shelters like the emergency
Is national
But it’s natural to run urgently when faced by the beast from the murky deep
Heard of me?
Or been hurt by me? Try me when unworthy and meet
A brief defeat
By these feet. So take a seat or be beat down vertically
Post mortem surgery
Quicker to dig six one by ones; bury you very dirtily
Curtly asserting
Your curtains but far from my encore that’s a certainty
Unmercifully
Murdering psyches with words alone. Spurring the weak
To purr back meek
Lying while trying this Lion; King of Zion. Tired of burping these
Babies and toddlers
Going crazy searching for grown talent; licking talons and fangs thirstily
Unnerving these
Kids; knowing their lids will get peeled. Villain killing purposely
Have curs cursing me
Speaking cursively, curbing cohorts. Quit if your nursing teats
Hyperbole
Not when measured in pen; sink non-thinkers with ink poisoning
Vent venom vehemently; little girls and boys playing with alloys
Should quit banging noise
My thoughts and voice concise
Eyes on the prize; ions spliced off and thrown at my enemy’s head
Radically rendering your ending; lending the term walking dead
Stocking meds by the O-z
From North of the O.C.
Only importing the best, from Valleys’ in Cali to Co-towns alley’s
G-13 and Maui Wowie
The Doctor’s in
Get re-T.A.R.D.I.S.; needing starting? Got Diesel too if you need to rally
Tally the score
Weighed straight, bud and not shake with proper tear drops; plus, I don’t dilly dally
True wild card; evolved in being involved in anything called sin
My balls’ in court never
Alcohol in blood no more; instead soar above but feet still on the floor
Claws in the ground
This is my town. Come down sounding hard and I will leave you scarred
With the loss of your crown
Scalpel scalping. And if the laws in the Mudd come around? Still won’t be found.
Proper noun; capital Artist using absurdly sharp wit for getting capital
Known for ripping sharks to bits
Sparks will arc; marked by X then know next your neck
Will be stretched regardless
Of your guards. I'll march right through your gardens. Embrace mayday
Because by melee I have been hardened
Leave them marveling at my carvings which cause starving
Hungry but not eating beef; these freaking vegans are retarded
Believe it’s better to give than receive
Seas get wetter from here; forever in gear
Achieving whatever I can perceive
Seize vets ahead of my years; too clever for peers
Deceiving none, yet some sectors still don’t bet on me
Sieges settled in letters; vendettas never feared
Easing at leisure; proceeding on with no etcetera
Seasons become bygone; seasoning legions of chickens so long live Cain, King of Weird
Erecting a dynasty
Weapon selection is free form daggers called forth from the Nether
Injecting arsenic
Martial arsenal; impartial to arson. Coolly pulling the lever
Irreverent to me
Intellectual elephant and elegantly eloquent. Resisting transistors
Close circuit
Verdict shows consequences for the inoffensive; tethered to weather through endeavors
On attack like a shredder
Chipper sure as this plot runs redder
Splendor found in splinters
Cheddar made grating big cheeses
Donning black and green
Stripping clubs; beating pussies together
Surrendering before being engulfed in embers
Hand over your tender or be berated by
Poetry, mixed with soul of the street
Wholly complete when competing against the elite
Never miss a beat; a capella teller
Fellas that think they can swell up; one hell of whale tail
Shelling out pain on the jealous
Overzealous never. Well prepared with an umbrella
Real life, not a telenovela
Jotting rotten embellishments; relishing propellers developing yellows
Punks pissing themselves when warships need worshipping
Blood, sweat and oil mix
Until the ill contents become flammable
And all the malcontents
Bow out; knowing good and well I’ll damn a fool
Or a damsel
If you think you can lay hands on me; your delusions are fanciful
Panty puller
Revealing fraudulent broads; inflict wounds that will require some gauze from the gods
At odds with society
Believe working a desk is a probity
And I’m a writer
Some consider a prodigy
My odyssey cementing my property
Foundation laid in
Don't play pretend; make fake men
Or women
Shed their linens. Hollering no apologies; now follow me
Make a joke out of any lesser
F-5 force like Lesnar. Why so serious? Uncrowned underground jester
Bound to pound the pavement
With your cranium; straining some with that statement
One truth inevitable
Julian sliced in way that was absolutely unforgettable
Unintelligible
Little bulls should quit being foolish before getting whipped cool and made edible
Cannibal but not named Hannibal
Mechanically distributing electrically compressed waves
To enslave your ladies
Into behaving like a cowgirl; riding this bull and craving these testicles
Undressing tools
Cunning tongue; expelling fantasies for sensational pull
Lessons blessing illiterate fools
Honeys’ dribbling from touch so much they create literal pools
In Sin City I rule
Will not pity the drooling class; passionately fashioning Jewels
Fastening dull blades
To this mental lathe to gain edge; allegedly dredging up the typical
Satirical lyrics searing spirits
Phantom fandoms abandoning idols idling when I crash tidally
Spiritually binding
Ritual sacrifice; decisively knifing as if practiced on the habitual
Basis. Run races never.
Pace to slow. Basics way below. Spacing pros with tasteful prose
Also slaying joes
Embracing complacency only stagnates; changing notes lead to growth
Flaying bros even
Must stay on toes or fade; daily dough made by not taking a doze
I only dose
With Mary. Quite contrary to hoes bickering about which nose
I’ll be sniffed through
Some into inducing rushes via sphincter
Keep your stinker away
Couldn’t be helped with a bleaching tincture
Suffering puncturing
For lunch bringing nothing but punch and knuckle sandwiches
Damn bitches. My hands twitching, itching to do ditch digging for snitches with no steel brandished
Have no advantages
Loose leaf my canvases.
Not afraid to get scandalous; know y’all cannot handle this
Gargantuan tarantulas
Manhandled like tea candles as I dismantle men easier than destroying a mandolin
Banding in
Only amplifies the likelihood of meeting a random end
Ranting and rambling
Gambling when I'm done that you won't be able to keep ambling
Knock you out in your sandals when my spit hits like an Ambien
Watch me trample them; sampled but never sampling
Entranced with sin
Dancing in and out after romance ends
Lancing them then off to the stands again
Slanted bantering
Can offend but also bend inhibitions; renditions of wishful visions and being the one granting them
Dammed if dim
Stranded in damages; can't get cantering, this Cancer managing
Standards that can spin
Rabidly rapid; static shock and awe. Addict not dropping off.
Elaborate pens
Radically pin backstabbing bastards; infinitely outlasting
Simultaneously lashing
Latching on with a firm grasp. Grabbing and toe tagging then afterward bagging them
Meet my jagged friend
Egging on until calm is Gone with the Wind
On to win
That is, magic tactics
Exacting backward grins as in upside-down frowns
Should I explain that again
Batting bad men with a racquet like it’s badminton
The raconteur bracket designed for the rhymer in his prime; letterman jacket
Personally fitted
Custom colors; clique unaffiliated but true
Paid dues for these suede shoes
Ensue wrath, crossing paths with me. Be phased through.
Displace you
Vibrate at a rate that frequently frequencies disintegration
Blazing you with phazers set to stun
Yep son, better run because here I come to erase you
Each and every angle will be tangled with
Break both ankles
Then add in the mad tendency to strangle
Take your Angel and go
Jangle out the last bit of blood. Lots of love for being painful.
But just be thankful
Only got your bank; sank like the Titanic.
Hitting like an ice cold tank; you're a lukewarm row boat frozen exposing you're shameful
Wordsmith, perfectly working an anvil
Not a man to steal; but guarantee I can and will
Drop your body in a landfill
Stop talking, get to walking; gawking awkwardly
At the oddity who stands steel
Resolute in Will; if looks could kill
Mine would; shooting villain’s long as I am still in
Adrenaline pumping; dumping loads of shit. Here’s the damn deal
Entrepreneur
Grade A manure; never has there been a truer
Entrees pure
Bade losers farewell; after a push down the stairwell
Never been surer
Any assurances weren’t accounting for me and my allure
Got your cure
For being average; lock you in a fridge and drop you off a bridge. Got the top rung secure
And I haven’t been on tour
Demure nature? No. Bigger ego than Troy McClure
Stopping simpletons, pop them like pimples
Catching them in the temple; listen as the song of a fat minstrel ends
Stenciling by pencil
Lengthy dismissal brought about by drizzling
In a million missiles
These difficult insults leave individuals’ pissed; the gist is: their coined phrases aren’t worth a single nickel
Series: X Sin-to-Mint
Artist: Artist X (Justin Roman Cain)
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