Pathetically famous
Yet still
I'll shamelessly accept this
iPhone app celebrity
AKA kittycity
Rhymer's Block writer
Amongst a bunch of minors
Younger segment of the population
I inflict pen to paper domination
Forty year old white woman mother of three
Emcee?
Nah, def not me
A marketable MILF I suppose
Hitting all time lows
Yet, Everything flows
But seriously,
You should really check me out tho 😜
Intolerant? Let me take a piss in your Cheerios, No lactose, I'm soulless, I'm impatient, Fuck a week update, Drop mine now, No wait, In the estate sucking on hard wood, This cougar a Hoover it's a cum up, A smarter reMark, A replacement part, Not a newer model, Go any younger I'll be a child predator...Never not ever, However I'll take 'em 19+ and counting, Even still just babies crowning but legal, Practice my kiegel, Keep things tight, Like thread through a needle, There's a mental pictorial, Enjoying that cereal? Tasted territorial wouldn't you say? Ask you to move aside before we collide, Have you smell the up close and personal fragrance of pavement, On the block chalk the outline, An ended lifetime, Bitch it's my time, Not wishy washy, Go on and watch me wash you away with my words, Burst syllable bubbles, Ever hear a sinister cat laugh, Kitty chuckles, Flexin' tongue muscle with charm and Witt so big, Touching tonsils 😝
Apples to oranges my metamorphosis from June to April, My words still distasteful but my progress quite visible, I'm nearing the pinnacle, Far from being done tho, I'll never plateau, Always dig down, n dig in, Find what's been hiding, Bring it all to the surface in my writing
Pungent the stench of the shit you are dropping
Rotting, wreaking of clichés and generic expressions
Making little impression
Over exhaustion of phrases
Need to spice things up, make better use of sus cabezas
Exercise some visually vivid vocabulary
Distance yourself from the ordinary
I'm the reader's apothecary
Double dose you on content and flow
Call my rhymes prescriptions by kitten Savin' you from boredom,
From the mundane, medicating your brain
At times I bring comedy, see how I titled my best rhyme around sodomy?
Talk about a stand up comedian
Too much dick in the ass keeps me from ever sittin
Won't catch me sleepin or taking a breather
My demeanor a schemer, always up to something
Always hunting for something new to bring to my writing
Striving to write a flawless piece
Increase my versatility at the very least
Be a beast on this app
Keep broadening the gap between me and the rest
But closing in, catching up to the best.
My limitation on innovation fails to exist
Try and imitate me if you wish
This creativity's unstoppable
Watch this as I mix
Match n piece words together
Censor myself, rarely if ever
Hey bartender!
Give me a Slow Comfortable Screw
and a Creamy Pussy
That should get me through
Pornography just a swallow
A hint of some kink
Hidden behind the name of a drink
Got you buzzed, Intoxicated off ink
My style distinct
Blink and you'll miss
Change my directions
Sex kitten to a hell cat
At the drop of a hat
Idgaf I'll claw the crap out of your back
I have this darkness that drives how I write
I'd bite the hand that feeds if need be
I'm a tad off, One may say crazy
Multiple personality of the pen
Time to switch this shit up once again
Development of sentiment
Is where we shall go
Grab my hand, allow me to show
No regrets
As we spread photos on tables to form rainbows of memories
A pictorial journey, past and present
Projecting a vibrant display
Array of feelings portrayed
Portraits weigh heavily mentally but emotionally necessary
Realizing moments in life, these snapshots...are temporary
But their impact can remain for an eternity
Go silly to seriously through my writing
I allow you to live vicariously
Puts the permanence of the pen off to the side
Chooses a different instrument and continues to write
Pencils "POTENTIAL"
A scribble, A symbol
To see that it's there
But is also erasable
Been setting bars high
Letting words make the climb
Climbing up lyrical ladders
Leaving rappers
Stragglin behind, stumblin
Wondering how'd dat shit happen
How did a poet become it
Become one of the ones
I've been runnin reruns of previous submissions
With additions of a few new ones
Got dozens on dozens, does one, done one, do another and another
Da-da-da do you see I could stutter
and still be smoother than you mother fuckers
You can't believe it, it's just not possible
Overcome any obstacle
I could have dain bramage and still write with an advantage
Make a handicap an asset, a disability into originality
You can't keep pace wit me
Constantly reinventing my game
Some of you spendin more time changin
your name
But the rhymes still remaining the same
No escaping having little talent
Being frequent in failure
The unwanted neighbors here amongst dominating creators
Sarcastically barbaric, always real never plastic
Allergic to the bull shit
Studied and mastered the art of rhetoric
I’m artistic with speech
Using a graphic technique
Tactical lyrics phallic in symbol
Simple grammar is all that is necessary
Elementary so you can easily understand it
Even words said under breath
Threats from tongues blade cuts just as sharp, just the same, just as precise
I've never said I was nice
Always said I was a bitch
Only takes an instant to switch
Doin this shit on rewind
Speaking from a fucked up backwards mind
See you do, da-da-da another and another, do one, done one, does dozens on dozens
How'd ya like those onions?
I just set the fucking precedent for excellence in comparison to you with the exception of a few
So far ahead, this poet's completely out of view
Practicing some poetic posturing
Doctoring up the dictation
Dis shit tasting like an over dramatization
An offering of egocentricity by yours truly Kittycity, seemingly a syllable slaughtering
Arguably I have served up and dished out enough proof of what I'm about
What I'm made of
Sometimes I speak with hostility and say the hell with humility
I have a responsibility to MYSELF to be proud of this gift
Lived my whole life quiet, doubting myself
Staying private, but I've found my voice in writing and I'll be damned if I'm gonna go on denying this pride that I feel
Not going to allow anyone to steal
In every other aspect of my life I live head down
But here on the block, in this town, I wear the Queen B's crown
Stick my nose up in the fucking air
Completely aware I have a way with words that asserts a presence
My opening lines are a fucking grand entrance holding your attention
Beginning to end, none of these words are meant to offend or put anyone else's game down
Just cause I hold my head high doesn't mean I don't see your shine
I appreciate all this talent that's abundantly present
But as I mentioned, the boasting is strictly for ME, and I refuse to do it quietly
I'll save that shy shit for work and home
For my life as a mom
This here is my Once upon...my time
My place filled with fantasies and word play
Free from anxieties, the demons that follow me
Because in this world, I can control what's to be and I'll celebrate it LOUDLY!
I don't believe in holding
what I have to say in
Cause on the block there's vowel movements
And you're in consonant competition
You may be content to regurgitate that typical rap rhetoric
But I got the guts to go deeper
and by pass it
Design rhymes from places so far below
They call it gastric
This shit's smooth, a sign reader's easily digest it
On this menu, beef is the only serving suggested
Take mine with flames and you can go without
Disses are what its about
Btw whoever told you that dick's perfect in size, LIED
Those boxers need a warning label: Contains small parts inside
Please remove this plastic rapper
God damn bitch's a choking hazard
About as comfortable on a mic as I am
But I bet you could suck a dick
better than I can
I see you slobbering all over one another in the comments
Makes us real artists wanna vomit
All y'all getting falsely charted
Highly regarded, when it's clear you all mildly retarded
Repeatedly respected unrelated to skill
But by how many people you were able to guilt
Under the idea that I'll respect your trash so you feel obligated to return the favor
Top spots held by the best deal maker
Not the best writer or rhymer
Brown noses found round every corner
If I knew you were into eating groceries
I'd a bent over
This word play on pointe
Ms T, can't cope man (Misty Copeland)
No one got a repertoire like mines
The principal vocablerina, word diva
my skills with a pen
I be writing death sentences
Got these young boys catchin an Oedipus complex
Mother fuckers obsessed 😏
I guess it's just a reflex to the sex I express
Styles been described as versatile
Maybe it's cause I'm flexible
Just call me Elastigirl
Cause I'm incredible, a block original
A seasoned choreographer of the syllables
This minstrel's poetic expressions go hardcore, No discretion
Lasting erections and dominating verses are what impresses
No exceptions
If you're that good, I may let you squeeze on the melons with little to no objections
But you have to be in that upper echelon
Otherwise this kitty's locked down like the Pentagon
Not gonna be lettin just anyone, be pettin on
Better be the best if you want to get it on
A don juan, not a half assed Sean John
on a microphone
I need a fiend like Rakim
You know what I mean?
I think I'm done with this piece
invested enough time on it
Time to just move on from it
I can leave this shit incomplete
and still hit 8k guaranteed
Let me see some subliminals
amongst your syllables
and I'll stomp your genitals like feet to grapes
I'll make you whine, go on cry baby
Tryin to get a freebie off a kittycity
Nah, I'll end your night silently
Rap shit tightly, smoke you
to put it bluntly
Your words, I take that shit Lyte-ly
They're just Paper Thin,
I see right through them
Keep on testing me
My patience is a virtue
But I have none for any of you
Trying to get one over
Hurdles, I'll keep blocking your way
Tripping you up, while I'm formed from
Edwin Moses DNA
Unwavering savoring success
I'm confident, a condiment
watch me top this
Line after line, rhyme after rhyme
For failure, I don't have the time
and this is not the place,
Space is limited, been more than fortunate
I've got my seat and I'm keepin it
You're still fighting to get in
General admission
I'm VIP section, red velvet roped off
You're eatin off the floor, David Hasselhoff
If you don't understand these references
Look em up, or accept ignorance
Don't matter to me
Don't change my game any
Like Jason Pierre-Paul missing fingers
This bitch is still playing
Made of a terrible skeletal
A fragile mandible left susceptible
Proves a credible receptacle
For fists of martial artistry
To harm you bodily
You bother me and get bodied
Copied cats in combat
Attempting a come back
Not tryin a get cum on my back
Booted bunches of brutes
Dudes in camo suits
Undisputed champion over stupid yutes
Pesci recruits, pesky rodents removed
Be an unsocial recluse in a basement
Watching T&J porno cartoons
Ruins the mood
Loosening noose per pay per view
New shoes and purse to pursue trivial pursuit
Avoiding this glue, not to be continued
Only female assassin assigned to assassinate this
with utmost assiduousness
Indigenous are these alliterations to these lip's services
Assertiveness as I'm servin this
As I'm winning word wars with it
Whatchu comin wit? Ain't got shit
Need to act appropriate
Bow the fuck down to this poet
Pour the petals on the path I travel
Pray that you never get called to a battle
I'll bat lashes, let you catch glances of kitty's assets
Then murder you kid, get caught up in the distraction
Won't smell a diss track coming
Bet the jury acquits, knowing damn well you shoulda called forfeit
Been done before starting this shit
I know I'm a bitch, can't help it
Been writing straight hate from the gate
What can I say, I know I'm great
Hope your head aches from temporal to temporal
Under the pressure of these verbal rehearsals
Just practicing before I start rattling and shaking the cages of what confines us Times up for the block and its occupants
Lackadaisical approach to writing
Ain't been shit exciting in awhile
Assassins to bring revitalization by way of force
In summation, the bullshit round here has run its course
Optimistic chic, I'm a little erratic
Semi psychopathic, obnoxiously sarcastic
Explore topics, hardcore subjects, all matters
Favors an erotic genre
Frequent scenes of concupiscent dreams
categorized versatile
Come on people, you know I'm your idol 😏
a gasconade craftsman drafting
Masterpiece like nuclear reactor blasting
Detonated vocabulary, banter of a beast
Cha-cha-chattering
East coast bitch's adroitness abundant
Pediatric tactics over talent's what's happened
Block's toppled buried in nursery rhymers
Basic skills n fuckery, advertising n foolery
Few n far between been noteworthy
a rhyming artisan's uprising
Take note it's happening
You're witnessing what once was
and could be again
Always comes ALIVE ON ARRIVAL
Our presence here, key to its survival
Unless YOU all step the fuck up
be master's to YOUR pen...
This block's gonna be dead again.
Last I checked the monster roster
I was a top charter
All to the devil's delight
Dead set are my sights
Excited eyes recite racy rhetoric
My stare tactics scare Catholics
Religious fanatics got me on witch watch
Wrists got markings of knives like notches on a chopping block
But I got smart with my dark
Turned to carving sixes on these bitches hearts
Split chambers to quarters, atriums to halves
Each stab I couldn't help but laugh
Amass anger against the small minded
Incite a quiet riot inside with a poet's perfect timing
My interconnected network of rhyming's far extending
I can always write it, I'm unrelenting
Y'all tried spitting image
But got choked up and regurgitated nothing but bad impersonations
Try n bite skills you can't chew
Don't look for me to resuscitate you
No mouth to mouth or Heimlich maneuver
I'll be an over zealous observer
Dependent on calculating smarts
Articulating exceptional ability while circulating my homegrown art
Creativity revolving endlessly around me
Circumnavigate my skills carefully
or get swept into the vortex of this whores text
Careful, you wouldn't want to be next
Never forget, I’m a credible threat
Incredible potential ahead
and you’re susceptible to it
The pen, it’s inevitable
Sodomize you with it like bayonet
Met Mummar Gaddafi’s ass
Nah, instead I’ll take a stab at the head
Wouldn’t get too close to her
Best to just step
She’ll write you to death
Then sign the certificate
No worries its counterfeit
I’m just a wordsmith
Not the coroner, got you cornered
You’re in my aura
Seriously tho, es hora
You about to get slaughtered
There’ll be urine in your underwear
and shit everywhere
I’m your worst fucking nightmare
My target of choice
I spotted a boy, I’m about to destroy
He be my new screw toy to enjoy
I’m a fucked up individual
In fictional context, dispicable
Minions audition for kitten
I jest, be my guest
No need for try outs
Everyone makes it by default
No doubt
So easy being beneath me
Guaranteed a seat at my feet
Spiral scribbles on notepads
Corner to corner ink splats
I've backed my self into this slaughter house
Suspicions aroused
Silly cat, but this tricks on to it
Sacrificed time, words wasted
Who is to blame?
I wait with hate, insides boil as I debate
Decide how to live this life
Always play nice or slay the slaughterers
Should I remove the fake, show my true face
The monster in me, that exists without empathy
I hide her sociopathic tendencies
Incredibly vindictive a narcissistic bitch
Who could go ballistic at any minute
Safer to never trust me
Lover or your worst enemy
Sometimes both, actually
Mentally I am the devil's advocery
I am a liar who believes her own lies
I actually believe that I'm nice
😈😂😈😂😈😂😈😂😈😂😈
All my mice, these men
Follow trails of pretend
Intoxicated by my pen
Sharpened tool for luring them
Am I lying then? Or when
I say I am the sweetest girl you will ever meet
No one will ever really get to know me
As long as I continue WRITING
My masks are safely covering
I can keep it lyrical
Manipulate the typical
Disregard the general
Make this shit spectacular
Not everyday vernacular
Ink it all in indigo
An indie soul with witty scrolls
Didn't know how far this kitty’d go
Wont come across a badder bitch
Now, or ever after this
Take a grammar quiz
You the definition of what slacker is
I'm extraordinary with the word assembly
Working harder never scared me
Throwin daggers, starin at ya
Don't dare move, you've been forewarned
Have you incapable of moving forward
Can never get that close to me
No more room in VIP
Only imagine what its like being me
This satin tongue , the smoother one
Left holding onto smoking gun
when battles done, a champion
Poetic passion's how this pen is attacking
Your content's still lacking
I'm standing at the top laughing
Two lines in, you don't interest me
I'm done reading
Can't stomach it, it's that boring shit
and when you spit it
Can't even listen to it
Couldn't fix it with a trillion revisions
a zillion submissions couldn't change my opinion
You wouldn't budge me an inch from my position
You're just an average existence
Surrenderin to this penmanship's excellence
No need to even question my agenda
Tell you straight up don't ever trust me
I'm sneaky
Pretend to be a run and hide kinda bitch But I'm a stand my ground, go round for round
Take you round and round in this bitch
I'd bust a clown in his mouth make him twitch
Waterboard a witch watch her melt and wouldn't do shit to stop it
But I'd damn sure jump on this Broad's way so I could STOMP it
Tap dance on her ass, smash her broom in half
Can't help but laugh
Y'all just don't know what I am capable of doing
Thinking I'm quiet and unassuming
it's an act just before I attack
How many ways do I need to tell you
you're wack
I'm a little irregular with this cellular
A little off kilter in this fictional figure
Mind of a killer, masquerading as martyr
It's not even that I'm smarter
Just a little more sick in the head than these others
Dis whata feature look like
Eyes, open em wide
Recognize my capabilities supersized
like 90’s McDonalds fries
Clearly you don’t know where my strengths lie
Making people feel mini sized
Embarrassed by my ability to quickly write
I don’t need much time
Be happy to prove my skills in rhyme
Teach you a lesson, I’m aggressive
Don’t ever fucking doubt this bitch
She’s dangerous with language
A killer with a pen
You stumbled upon a real writer
Nothing here pretend
I’ll keep with this psych diss
These subliminal mind fuck tricks
A chic that only writes for kicks
Can’t spit a lick
But my presence here so big
So many of you can’t stand it
My respect hoard, My high score
My I’m better than you are
Then some and more
Never open my door, call me out, ask for
a bar war
Like this some sort of chore
Like it’s hard la-bor
I write my shit in minutes
This ain’t a challenge
We talking bout practice
I versin, just rehearsin
A certain type of person
A word surgeon
This scribes always workin
Dissecting sentences
Don’t be enviousof the gifts I’m possessing
I can’t help it
I’m a natural with the literal and the metaphorical
Betcha never met a girl like me before
Got a pussy name but a rottie bite
kitty always goes for the throat in a fight
Somebody’s ego gonna die tonight
Ain’t gonna be mine, as always I’ll be fine
But you, you may want to slink away tail between your legs and hide
Think long and hard bout whether you should reply
Cause I’ll think nothing of having to kill you a second time
Isn't easy being of different species
Lyrically leading, Absence deceiving
Simply on a break, Bitch in me reconvening
Address you all like a Spicer press briefing
Dismiss pee ons existence
Cause an elitist is speaking
Mira ven echa pa'ca
(yo, come here and listen)
Case you need it,
Translation is given
Leading all out WORD domination
Dominatrix over basics
Basis is greatness
Bitches be gracious
They say I grace these pages
With fire fueled phrases
Grandiose posts lack a technical approach
But my skill set
Still presents a challenge to most
Kill opponents who brag and unjustifiably boast
Goes for the throat
With what she wrote
Multidimensional
I’m far from conventional
Unleash attacks on this poetic suburbia
Wild animal let loose
In this artistic arena
Wanna see me as all bra, no bars
Don’t get caught off guard
I’ll run game on all of ya
I’m that sleeper cell, sweet as hell
Always wish enemies well
I’m being sarcastic
Can you tell?
Maybe a little more egotistical than usual
But that’s just it
I’m unpredictable
and with a pen
Nothing but trouble😈
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