Unfortunately, he thinks he’s good at both, until I crush him. So, he responds with what he thinks are verbal assaults of rhyming fury, only to be left dazzled when I respond. Below… are the two latest exchanges between Blair and myself.

(The first one was sent by Blair to me, he left a comment here)

The Street Fighter Saga
by Blair Cline

Whether Street or Street Fighter
There’s nobody tighter
I’ll crush you with Guile
Your sadness makes me smile

You don’t even know
I’ll chalk up K.O.’s
You don’t even see
You’re the real life Chun-Li

You will cry and then frown
While you hand me the crown
I cause pain and then grief
With the powerful Zangief

I’ll spot you a round
of the guaranteed beatdown
I’m mightier with the pen
And I’ll beat your Ryu with Ken

I’ll crush from here out to France
You don’t stand a chance
Nintendo nor Sega
I’ll even beat you with Vega

The battle, I’ll continue it
You’re shivering like an inuit
I can’t wait for your fate
Just set the time and the date

I await your response.

Good day

(And here is my latest response)

Pressure… Here’s my letter
by Aviv Hadar

Pressure… Here’s my letter
No-one can do it better
Like a scared Ninja Turtle,
You’ll get sliced like Shredder

Don’t you understand?
I’m back by popular demand!
My fans all love me, and I’m HUGE in Japan

Which brings me to the game
A proprietary name,
Which lends itself well,
To beating you the same

Both called Street… Worthless defeat.
When you try and take me on, you just can’t compete.

You tell yourself you have a chance,
But you have nightmares of my victory dance
If you could only get a glance
Of my condo in the South of France

My rhymes are hot like butter, on an extra large popcorn.
You’ll eat, and eat, and eat and eat, and then you’ll start to mourn.

Jenny where’s my beer? “Blair it’s over here.”
Bring it to me bitch, I gotta try and steer clear

Aviv’s over there… I gotta beware,
“Blair what do you mean?”

Just look at his glare.

(The first one was sent by Blair to me)

Street Villian Vanquished
by Blair Cline

Next time you and I meet
We’ll play NBA Street
It’s you I will defeat
My legacy will be complete

Who cares about Rasheed
He stinks oh yes indeed
Therapy you will need
Or maybe just some weed

Pippen is so wack
Defense is what he lacks
The basket he’ll attack
But Mutombo will just smack (him)

Steve Smith, don’t even start
This man lacks skills and heart
Your team will fall apart
It will be a work of art

I hate to tell the truth
My skills will be the proof
You’ll be cryin, I’ll be chillin
For it was the death of the Street Villain

(Here is my response)

A response from The Street Villain
by Aviv Hadar

Sit down first you must,
Before I make you bust
Leave you trembling at your knees,
I’ll crush you with the Grizzlies

Your legacy’s a joke
I’ll beat you as I smoke,
You couldn’t beat me with the lakers,
You’re a street joke and a faker,

My blazers are the best,
No way can you contest,
27 games in a row,
I’ll win all them fo sho,

Get up from that chair,
The street villain’s beat Blair,
Give the seat to someone else,
Let me lay their ass to rest

My reputation is on par,
With an indian guru czar,
Teaching how to ball,
Making all you clowns fall

Worry not my friend,
My legacy will never end,
And when the time comes to defend,
You’ll crumble and pretend.