Guest Poetry: Mr ITryHard

harrishudson — Mon, 10 Jan 2011 22:36:49 +0000

I got my full party, aiming for a crazy winstreak
We get in this demo lobby, and all the other players are weak
Get our classes set up, ready to pwn some noobs
We got our tryhard pants on, never use a nube tube

We get offense side, plant the bombs in 1 minute flat
This round is over, every enemy is on their back
Defense round is next, and we start to spawn kill
Then you dashboard, man that takes no skill
We all lose connection, and end up with a loss
Because of you scrub, who thinks he’s the boss.

Feelin’ So Fly Like a G11

harrishudson — Sun, 09 Jan 2011 20:10:15 +0000

One shot, one kill, but I don’t need a sniper
You wanna talk shit? Let me give you a diaper
Get my longshot on, no need for an attachment
You in my dirty crosshairs bitch, this is in entrapment

Blinded by the beast, you think I’m from the futures
Bullets like knives, I’m ripping out your sutures
Bleeding all over your old school 47
I’m hunting you down with my brick, my G11.

Guest Poetry: lLarry lLegend (A Haiku)

harrishudson — Fri, 07 Jan 2011 19:22:39 +0000

A Haiku

Ha, I’m a tryhard?
So what does that make you sir?
A trylose? You’re dumb.

The simplest Haiku ever written, the dumbest Haiku ever written, to combat the dumbest insult/compliment one can recieve in CoD. – lLarry lLegend

Domination Live Commentary

harrishudson — Fri, 07 Jan 2011 16:12:56 +0000

Firing Range Massacre

harrishudson — Fri, 07 Jan 2011 14:23:50 +0000

It started off slow, you were clueless from the start
And every corner you turned, I was aimed at your heart
I was behind you in the bathrooms, and even top garage
Your weak ass bullets were like an Asian massage

10 deaths in a row, you tried to get to Crow’s Nest
Thought you’d be safe, but it was no contest
Everywhere you spawned, my gun was just a blur
56 kdr, I’d say that was a massacre.

Second Chance Bitch

harrishudson — Thu, 06 Jan 2011 17:59:28 +0000

I heard you on the gravel, making all kinds of noise
Tried to get me from behind, like I was a little boy
Your shots were so sloppy, thought you were playing tricks
So I turned on your ass, and yes sir, my shots hit

Your feet were so loud, I heard you trying to dance
And I thought I got you good, but you got a second chance
Dropped to the ground, and your gun began to switch
Now you’re trying to get revived, you’re a Second Chance Bitch.

AK-74u Love

harrishudson — Thu, 06 Jan 2011 13:56:28 +0000

I can snipe you, if I pepper my shots
Or I can run up on yo ass, little bitch you caught
Come around the corner, hip fire ferdayz
I’m on a seven four tear, and you’re all in my way

Too many haters, not enough love
I’m the OJ of guns, but you won’t find my glove
Rapid fire, grip, got your blood on my clip
I always go in hard, but you say just the tip

Ghost

harrishudson — Thu, 06 Jan 2011 01:30:13 +0000

Think you can find me? Try me, I’m a Ghost
Suppressor for days, I can silence your host
Running through your spawn, better leave me alone
I’ve been ghosting for life, I can even ghost in prone

You say I’m a bitch, that I’m playing this all wrong
But wait you got a spy plane, that shit won’t be up for long
Strela on my back, better act like you know
Hoodie up, let’s go, gotta get that Ghost Pro

Guest Poetry: lLarry lLegend

harrishudson — Thu, 06 Jan 2011 01:00:50 +0000

You shot me, I dropped. You turned away, then stopped
Paused, looked, did a double take. I was on the floor, still awake.
In the blink of an eye. Shot you 4 times, Don’t cry!
Keep your Marathon and Tac Mask, I’m in this game to last.
Now you wait to respawn, While I just crawl along.
No stopping my 2nd Chance

I’m a beast at this, Who cares if I miss?
One clip, two clip, I don’t give a shit.
You run a prevalent perk, I run a death streak.
I’m down, but not out, Give my teammates a shout.
“Revive me, Quick!, I just dropped this dick!”
You stand no chance, Against my 2nd Chance!

Be Free, Be Yourself

harrishudson — Wed, 05 Jan 2011 19:46:31 +0000