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Abstrakt vs Motif
...Topic: Sinful Mind... ...20 lines max... ...check in due Wednesday... ...Verse due Saturday... ...2 Votes due on Monday... ...Have fun good luck |
Oooooooooooow Daym...
Lolmao This Will Be Interesting... We Were Supposed To Battle Awhile Back... Looks Like Its Finally Happening... Good Luck Mayn... .One. |
Ayo Its Thursday Now...
Isnt He DQ'd???... Get At Me Cuz Im Not Wasting A Verse If He's Out... .One. |
Naw If U Look Verse Due Saturday.................................chea
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He is out if he cant provide an adequet reason for his lateness... |
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Ya, And Check-Ins Do Wednesday... .One. |
I said i wasnt sure when i could post....u can just give him win,i just now got back on compi was grounded =(
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Id say you both should just write.. Checking in times arnt that important, its weather he went over time in writing his peice when it can get a bit un fair.
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Both of ya have before sunday to post your verse!
-I. Mind |
I havent even thought about it.....and he didnt post so...?
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You got till tomorrow, so key something up. :)
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what he said ^ lol
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What The Fuck This Is Bull Shit...
I Thought I Didnt Have To Write Since He SHOULD Be DQ'ed... And Normally I Wouldnt Sweat The Extension... But I've Been Out All Weekend So While He Gets Extra Write Time I Have To Keystyle In 20 Minuts... This Is Bull Shit... .One. |
Well jsut drop dope...I did a quick key cuz I was out all wekkend...
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u don't have 20 minutes!! you have 10 hours in my time.. |
Regular Text - Abstrakt/Me/Main Character
Bold Text - Voices In Head *Sitting At The Bar Drinking Away My Troubles* Fucking Problems Amounting On Ends Enough Of Screams Sounding... Dround Them Down, Bottle Sends Out Cuffs As I Throttle, Keep Down Drinks... Hate Everything What The Fuck Made My Company Sever These Strings... Never Be Able To Spring From This Rutt Unjust But My Wife Will Never See Things... All My Fucking Fault! See Her Eyes Now When She Calls Me To Hault... Pause At The Door As The Floor Faults, My Knees Buckle As Her Troubles Bloom Fault... *Fucking Faggots* Down My Fourth Now I'm More Then Smashed I'm Reborn "Wow"... Grounded In Liquor's Picture Eye's Dart Back n' Forth Now... Hearing Voices Choises Said By Nearing Noises... Tell Me Fear Not The Apointment But The Minds Yearing Ointments... As The Thought Breaks Off I Catch Off In The Wake Fuel For Hate... As My Head Slants Right A Gay Kids Right Attacks Sore Fates... Voice In My Head Begins To Help Me See Red... Urge Me Instead Of Let Sin Live To Wilt Hells Weakly Breath... They Scream! WHY THE FUCK SHOULD HIM AND EASE FIND IT'S LUCK!... SINNER TO STAKE LETS LET MISTAKE BLEED BY IT'S CUFF... *Devil On My Shoulder* Take This Switch Blade Straight To This Kids Scalp He's Bitch Made... Kids Gay, Shit His Brains Tripped Lets Help Melt The Errors Of His Ways... Do It Cuz Who Would Acuse You Of This Kids Abuse, Dude Its Tune Is Music... Way Fluids n Bloods Touch Gives Amusement You're Missin, Feel It, Slit Threw Him!!!... *Drunk Get Up From The Table And Breaks A Bottle* Drunk: You STUPID FAGGOT! I'LL SHOW YOU!!! *PEOPLE AT THE BAR SCREAM!!!* *Drunk Blacks Out* ____________________________________________ *Wakes Up In A Hospital Bed* Drunk: What, What Happend???... Officer: Sir You Are Under Arrest... You Are Beyond Charged With First Degree Murder... You Have The Right To An Attorney... Drunk: WAIT NO WAIT WHAT DID I DO!!! Officer: If You Can Not Afford An Attorney One Will Be Provided For You... *Starts To Cry* Drunk: My God, Please Forgive Me For My Sins... .One. |
Abstrakt win's by no-show
-I. Mind |
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