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Then., Now. Forever.

Are you ready for the main event?

This is for the thousands in attendance

The millions watching from around the world

Finally

Pyro Tha Great has come back to

Resurrect the art of spoken word to the highest capacity

Giving you Raw Bars

Showing you why I'm not NXT

I'm now

The presentation of a nation

Murking all the degenerates in this generation

Laying down all the smack talk that I've seen and heard

This is War

Let me address my haters

You're all ego

I'm your leader and hero

Here to restore order to the kingdom

I'm America's Dream turned Nightmare

And I dare anyone of you to question my legacy

Or the road choose to travel

I'm in my Undisputed Era

Undertaking Kane's

I'm a brother of destruction

Decimating competition as you await your day of Judgement

No Finn's

All Valor

Bullets know my name in every club

Pay homage to the elder rocking the Ula Fala

No

When you see me

You know to do one thing

Put a finger to the sky

And acknowledge me

I wrote this poem solo

No ghostwriters

Consider this a message from a Street Profit

Co-Signed by the Almighty

Written on the New Day as a Final Testament

Reminding you who I am

The Only Prolific Poet

The Original Tribal Chief

Mr. Must See TV

When it comes to poetry

There's no erasing me

Now you see me

One day you won't

My time been now

Who wants the smoke with me?

Tread lightly

Move carefully

No faction stopping this action

This power bombs more than a game of chain reaction

You think your pen can go toe to toe with Pyro?

You think you can go one on one with The Great One?

Let me give you an R-Truth

You got no chance in hell

I'm a beast reincarnated

With a wise man holding your career next to an affidavit

You'll be mundane on Monday

Twisted on Tuesday

Failing on Friday

Protruded Lingering and Extraneous on Saturday

I'm lighting your catalogs on fire

Bringing the heat on Sunday Night

This match ends with you in inferno flames

You fighting at the bottom of the list

I'm at the top of card

You still not getting the picture

You still not hearing me clearer

I'm a Visionary

Revolutionary

A Poetic General in God's Army

Doing Damage Control

Protected by the Shield

Putting these haters in caskets

Letting these pallbearers carry the remains

Bury them alive

Giving them more reasons to cry

They're fired and fried

Oh, you thought you were tired of me?

Watch what happens when this half heart gets deep

And unleashes unspoken divinity

You still not hearing me

Let me give you some clarity

The day Tyler Perry stops dressing like a woman

Genuine poetry will be made famous

No more reasons to apologize

I can see it in their eyes they're getting angry

They think wrestling is fake

But this poem is real

If the way I chose to spit this poem offends you

I pray you heal

And the winner is Pyro