Bobericc_Lyrics (3-0) Vs. N+T (3-0) [Champ Match]
Checkin in Wednesday Midnight Pacific. Drop by Friday Midnight Pacific. Voting ends Sunday Midnight Pacific. Topics MUST HAVE 3 LINKS IN CHECK-IN And one must be on either the champ Or the contender match. |
I'm in man goodluck
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Check Ha haha goodluck man
LINKS: http://community.rapverse.com/showt...d=1#post3269108 http://community.rapverse.com/showthread.php?t=249918 http://community.rapverse.com/showt...d=1#post3269112 ...the last one I just gave feed since it was the only other battle.... |
sugar plasma
the first of its kind, a simpleminded man merging with time stuck in his office suit, and doubles dues he earns in a night but what makes him something new, one day he was hurting inside from overworking his life, he started to heat up, urges and fire He caught his wifey cheating, with his boss, the liars greedy quickly ate a milkyway, it's like what a type 3'd be of diabetes he said 'the sweets free me', started sweating in full measure but it aint getting none better, just upping the blood pressure puts his finger on the guns trigger, a loose hold, directs those that shoot close, cement slow reaction from sucrose and dextrose adrenalin flows, boss dead with seven blows.. now grieving alone, his girl must've ran by the rack and grabbed his keys and his coat it seems his freedom is zoned, realizing when the tension grips, dropped his wallet in the whip, what kind of fucking shit is this? now he'll get his fix? figuring that maybe theres some candy, that last gulp, but got bagged salt, going crazy in the pantry, its amazing that hes standing, this dietary monster called a taxi said, "this side's to park on if the cops come and follow after me" knife-point to a caramel factory, after hours, needing bags of powder vision's gotten quicker, slows his heart and liver.. the plasma's power is an overreacting router to the bodies senses, but got resentment to an undisclosed explanation, partly present, but not presented to stop these questions, he brakes windows with his cursed force he burns carbs 100 times faster doing nothing than you'd work off jumped between the third bar, and ran to ransack the sugar mixer blood elixir, double dipped chocolates and made them fuckers richer pumping what continues running thicker, munching them cinnawafers different flavors got him more energetic than a dozen defibrillator's, crystal graters attached to big containers, only braking in to eat dilated visions ease, intestines draining his hydration instantly spins and leaps with clicking teeth, to the fullest bins of treats quick to greet then leave with no prints, and the whole system 'leaked' shits discreet, he also quit his sleep... and it wasn't a hard solution soar from his coughing, wakes in the morning with problems moving heard that shots are shooting, he could see he was bleeding the sweets he was seeking became the only thing he was thinking shrinking his reasons, for being, wished he had this patience sooner, pain removers, blasting his plasma, splattering over the grains of sugar *the blood falls through the grains and flows to a small television in the background, tuned into the news, talking about a suspect of candy company break ins. possibly an employee, and how he maybe diagnosed with a highly deadly, highly contagious disease.....* "sugar plasma" |
Topic:Mind Blown
Just Writing Away my Thoughts Writ-ing emotions that compel me Diverse reactions of its a bawdry, My thoughts, will now denounce the future, Take this trip, a turbulent adventure.... This start, is leading to its unfold, Take parts and meet them at the crossroads, though it might, feel hea-vy have some patience, Use this WAYT for golden meditation Hold strong, the feelings of the discord, Your death will show you what you lived for If you, think life is better wasted, look back now and have you hesitated? Kick start, is bringing you a chokehold Fight through, you know the battles untold, Try now, and soc-i-ety will hate ya, vilify this, It's part of mother nature --"The world I love, the trains I hopped to be, part of, the wave, CAN"T STOP... Ever wonder if its, all for you?"-- E.B., the middle of the reference, A.A., the starter of the sequence, U.S., depressed from recollection, save us now the document to give in Comebacks, beginners of the review Fall through, I know your gunna stay true War-Peace, 2 words that have been discreet. Blind now sees the hea-venly lucid-it-y Blown Minds on verses cant be def-ined Deep thoughts, the truth of time will unwind THE Past, was once perceived as miss-guide, Pre-sent day, has now commited suicide... --"The world I love, the tears I dropped to be, part of, the wave, CAN"T STOP... Come and tell me when its, time to"-- Instincts, is better than aromas Deep sleep, the stench is bringing comas Blank Checks, they're worth more than they pay ya, Shine through write, the light makes euthanasia The-eyes are deeper than the oceans Be-lief is more than just devotion.. Writing is far more than emotion, use your brain to un-der-stand the motion, Like trains, it needs the fuel to come to, The mind depends on you to run through Work hard, and bask in through the payments, Take-this-now to get the better state-ment East side, west side, it doesn't metter... all-of this world, its gunna shatter Speak now cause peace is where youll rest in- but stay strong cause pieces what invests in... Climax, is ringing in the headphones, The end, will re-tract what youd dis-own For all, the days maybe a deport, then fail once, and find it in the report.... If you, dis'gree with all of this song Wri-ting a-way my thoughts can't be wrong, And in time, your thoughts maybe your savior ..Sotake your mind now put it onto paper... --"Its the world I love, the trains I hopped, to be, part of, the wave, CAN'T STOP"-- NOTE: the " "= Cited by RHCP... |
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this was like reading two compeltely different styles....so deciding each one is def. diffuclt. overal i'd say that Bob's was just a level above NT's...not that NT's was bad, but i mean, Bob's had just multi mutli multi and he continued to deliver a story and flowed crazy with it my vote: Bob please hit up my battle vs JTR. its up and ready for votes |
bob- Liked it, you brought all these sugar junkie images and mixed them up with a homicidal man's story and kept it moving to the end. I'd say once or twice your style got a little too fractured and disjointed for easy reading but it was dope overall.
NT- Came off as an intelligently written ramble about the creativity process. There were several good one-liners and good points you made through this. Rhyme scheme could've been stronger but that wasn't really an issue. Can't really say much else about this one. Vote- Bob, good battle, i give it bob for more creativity and progression in his piece. |
I have to take this and give the win to bob.... entity i loved your take on it and your way of approaching the story was nice dude.... very metaphorical.. but overall i have bob taking this for having a more COVERED AND WELL ROUNDED VERSE! it was entertaining how you both dropped and i thank you both for dropping
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Bob had a basic story written in a complex and abstract way, while NT had a complex and abstract story... written in a basic way. Bobs was real cool and really well written, I liked the connections to his sugar addiction during his carnage spee, the way it was written was dope and the rhyme scheme was pretty sick, i felt this was on point, as for NT you went with a cool unique style but I didnt feel it hit at all, you need more practice with this kind of thing, you have to actually be abstract on similair topics not multiple random topics
v/Bob |
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