Ninja Scroll
by Abinyah Walker
‘An exercise in conceit’
Ninja Scroll
Inspired by ninja Scroll, a Japanese animated movie (anime), that peers into the dark mystical culture of 16th Century Japan. This conceit has me doing battle with Tesai, one of the 8 devil’s of Kimone, modified to illustrate a verbal lyrical conflict. Not all is as it seems.
We were sent on a pillage to find out what happened to Shimoda village
But we were attacked!
8 devils of Kimone, the Showgun of the dark’s minions on gold
They decimated my ninja team, some of the most skilled rhymers I’ve seen
These dudes are bad ass, but I rhyme too fast
I barely got away, lost twenty of my friends that day
I wanna get these dudes back, but I’m still seeking the right verbal attack
Each day my hurt multiplies, turning my heart as dark as those guys
Now I’ve come back with my clan’s bandanna around my hair
My lyrical sword rhymer to slice whack MC’s in the air
My emblem T5B: to strike fear.
I feel a cold howl one of them might be near
I’ve extended out my ninja rhymes
Lightning strikes, its T5B: from behind.
This is Ninja Scroll
The story’s already been told
Ninja missions are a tradition
In my mind I was born with verbal incisions
I’ve gotta do battle, this wasn’t left up to decision.
But I can beat this dude and digest him like food
Beat him on a Sunday if I’m in the mood
Tesai steps up, there’s a new silence in the air
He doesn’t look so tough so I stood there in the clear
My eyes must be fooling, his body turned to stone
He unbrandished his weapon, deafened with its harsh tone
He twiddled his blade in hunger
Right before he threw it a loud crash of thunder
The battle’s begun!
My rhymes burn you like the sun
Each move is flawless, this aint just for fun
But his rhymes so sharp it cut through the dark
Heat seeking, projectile, cut you down inside a mile
How can I beat this dude there’s no part of him that’s weak
Flawless technique this devil’s at his peak
Dodged each of his verbs, theorized on how space time curves
He sent out his adjectives, injected a 10,000 word additive
But I couldn’t manage this clown as his pronouns struck me down
Ha Ha Ha….
I came back as the ill rhyme slayer, ninja star sprayer, verbal style player
My lyrical decimated his rock rhyme layer
If flew through the night, its target right on sight, my rhymes so tight
I took a bite dodged his lyrical spray ninja flight, through the trees like a kite
Tried to catch me with his boomerang knife pronoun spray height
He tried to spread his fear, trying to trap me in his devil’s sphere
What’s he saying “Not quite the right direction, the way to Hell is right here!”
I’ve mastered the technique of Stargate, so I already anticipated your fate
Narrowed it down to the time and date
Played you like a one move checkmate
Smoke you in a bong, give praise to the philosophy phong
Demonstrate the technique Gangus Khan
You weep in fear, realizing I’ve reached my last rhyming sphere
I’ve switched to the sixed gear, your oblivion is near, my absolute victory is here
I rhymed you black and blue, this level of rhyming you never knew
I took that weak MC ass to school, showed you this symmetrical rhyming tool…
I’m not done with you yet you’ve gotta pay back for the last 20 souls you met.
The most ignorant fool would make the sure bet
Played you like a marionette
Six bullet game of Russian roulette
At my dollar store your rhyme credit card I reject
My words become visible, the air thick with syllables
These rhyme skill’s intangible, I’m the MC vandal
My consonants perform cold fusion
On your face a look of fear and delusion
This is the start of the death trinity, mastered only by T5B:
Time is the first of the three weapons
Free you from this earth you’ll never see heaven
You won’t die once, you’ll die seven
5 is the sign, once you see this you know you’ve gone blind
Your last chance of salvation left with my first weapon time
My constant persistence overcame your marginal resistance
You showed me death, but I didn’t flinch or save my breath
I simply recalculated my course and used the full power of Brute Force
AAAAA…AA
Cries from Tesai as he slowly dies…
by Abinyah Walker
‘An exercise in conceit’
Ninja Scroll
Inspired by ninja Scroll, a Japanese animated movie (anime), that peers into the dark mystical culture of 16th Century Japan. This conceit has me doing battle with Tesai, one of the 8 devil’s of Kimone, modified to illustrate a verbal lyrical conflict. Not all is as it seems.
We were sent on a pillage to find out what happened to Shimoda village
But we were attacked!
8 devils of Kimone, the Showgun of the dark’s minions on gold
They decimated my ninja team, some of the most skilled rhymers I’ve seen
These dudes are bad ass, but I rhyme too fast
I barely got away, lost twenty of my friends that day
I wanna get these dudes back, but I’m still seeking the right verbal attack
Each day my hurt multiplies, turning my heart as dark as those guys
Now I’ve come back with my clan’s bandanna around my hair
My lyrical sword rhymer to slice whack MC’s in the air
My emblem T5B: to strike fear.
I feel a cold howl one of them might be near
I’ve extended out my ninja rhymes
Lightning strikes, its T5B: from behind.
This is Ninja Scroll
The story’s already been told
Ninja missions are a tradition
In my mind I was born with verbal incisions
I’ve gotta do battle, this wasn’t left up to decision.
But I can beat this dude and digest him like food
Beat him on a Sunday if I’m in the mood
Tesai steps up, there’s a new silence in the air
He doesn’t look so tough so I stood there in the clear
My eyes must be fooling, his body turned to stone
He unbrandished his weapon, deafened with its harsh tone
He twiddled his blade in hunger
Right before he threw it a loud crash of thunder
The battle’s begun!
My rhymes burn you like the sun
Each move is flawless, this aint just for fun
But his rhymes so sharp it cut through the dark
Heat seeking, projectile, cut you down inside a mile
How can I beat this dude there’s no part of him that’s weak
Flawless technique this devil’s at his peak
Dodged each of his verbs, theorized on how space time curves
He sent out his adjectives, injected a 10,000 word additive
But I couldn’t manage this clown as his pronouns struck me down
Ha Ha Ha….
I came back as the ill rhyme slayer, ninja star sprayer, verbal style player
My lyrical decimated his rock rhyme layer
If flew through the night, its target right on sight, my rhymes so tight
I took a bite dodged his lyrical spray ninja flight, through the trees like a kite
Tried to catch me with his boomerang knife pronoun spray height
He tried to spread his fear, trying to trap me in his devil’s sphere
What’s he saying “Not quite the right direction, the way to Hell is right here!”
I’ve mastered the technique of Stargate, so I already anticipated your fate
Narrowed it down to the time and date
Played you like a one move checkmate
Smoke you in a bong, give praise to the philosophy phong
Demonstrate the technique Gangus Khan
You weep in fear, realizing I’ve reached my last rhyming sphere
I’ve switched to the sixed gear, your oblivion is near, my absolute victory is here
I rhymed you black and blue, this level of rhyming you never knew
I took that weak MC ass to school, showed you this symmetrical rhyming tool…
I’m not done with you yet you’ve gotta pay back for the last 20 souls you met.
The most ignorant fool would make the sure bet
Played you like a marionette
Six bullet game of Russian roulette
At my dollar store your rhyme credit card I reject
My words become visible, the air thick with syllables
These rhyme skill’s intangible, I’m the MC vandal
My consonants perform cold fusion
On your face a look of fear and delusion
This is the start of the death trinity, mastered only by T5B:
Time is the first of the three weapons
Free you from this earth you’ll never see heaven
You won’t die once, you’ll die seven
5 is the sign, once you see this you know you’ve gone blind
Your last chance of salvation left with my first weapon time
My constant persistence overcame your marginal resistance
You showed me death, but I didn’t flinch or save my breath
I simply recalculated my course and used the full power of Brute Force
AAAAA…AA
Cries from Tesai as he slowly dies…
