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Limited Edition vs Killah.Bwoy
Battle Rules:
16 - 30 Lines No Crew Votes No Recycling No Biting This is a Topical Battle. The Topic Is...Assassination.
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Killah.Bwoy has ACCEPTED this battle on 12-19-04 04:21 AM.
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Limited Edition has ACCEPTED this battle on 12-19-04 04:21 AM.
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...My Target In Reach...My Gun Is Ready... ...My Life At Stake As Well... I inhale the smoke of my cigarrette...adjust the gun as I walk in the park... ...I am silent as death...my cloak blacker than the shadow of the dark The path is clear...the mist surrounding the ladder...the ventalation system... ...My life at stake...just as my target...another sniper poised if I miss him My fingers touch the cold bar of steel...my pulse begins to quicken... ...A silent foot climbs on...the realization of urgency of my mission What seems like decades...I am at the gaping hole of the air flow shaft... ...The mockery...the sweat...the soft murmur of a person's laugh I crawl on my stomach...the light ahead of me shows me my entrance... ...I cock the barrely once...and I peer the man who I to seal a death sentance A happy man...a glass of brandy in hand...his daughter's head in the other... ...The little girl is snuggled with her father...where in the world was her mother? The happy fat man...sets his glass down, and walks the stairs to the stage... ...My head pulses with my heart beating...I am so nervous and so afraid The thought in the back of my mind...the other sniper...he was here... ...A flash of a gun barrell...just on the opposite side of the golden chandelier "We are gathered here tonight..."...begins the happy man's speech... ...My freedom of death...I laughed...so very much in my hand's reach "...To talk about cancer..."...My finger stops short...of realeasing the bullet... ...The little girl joins her father on the pedastal...Come on, I say to my self...Fulfill it "My mommy and daddy passed away from cancer...Mr. Johnson is all I have left..." ...A conflict in my mind...the same Mr. Johnson I'm supposed to put to death My mind races...somebody for that little girl...boy for her that would be nice... ...Then I realize...to fulfill it...it would be my life as a sacrafice I look again to the other sniper...awaiting for him to release his itching finger... ...That girl's happiness...what I would loose...the insane thoughts linger I have little time left...If I didn't shoot quick...the other sniper would... ...I am ready to pull the trigger...but I still don't know if I really should I am trembling...what do I do..? MY FINGER SLIPS!!! SHIT I'M INSANE!!! ...Just as Mr. Johnson drops dead...I hear the bang of a bullet enter my brain... |
..Assassination fills the poor starving Children of the Iraq Nation.. ..Pre-teens Strapped with rifles and grenades, Waiting Patient.. ..Mass explosions, Destroy Religeous Buildings, Justice is a must.. ..Fellow Military Associates Unable to trust, Automatic's bust.. ..Souls Destroyed for Foolishness, Military associates unable to trust.. ..Soldiers Droppin' Missiles Launched, Generals devistated, troops cuss.. ..automatics fired, Troops dropping Dramaticly, People hungry and tired.. ..Forced to walk on foot, 'Rounds shot, Vehicles standin' on flat tires.. ..Mentally challenged kids, runnin' infront of live hand grenades.. ..Death in this hopeless land, they call home, spreading faster then aids.. ..Lifeless heads, stuck on sticks to be exposed, they call this tradition.. ..Army rounded at the camp bases, ready to carry out their missions.. ..Guerilla warfare, open fire, every style of attack Committed.. ..Kids celebratin' as each poor American Troops neck is "slitted".. ..Civilians caught in the crossfire, Innocent Lives Visiously Killed.. ..No one bothers to do anything about it,Consider it "thrills".. ..Americans watching the action on tv and think of it as entertainment.. ..Arrangements to stop the evil within, but nobody can tame it.. ..Naepalms Dropped, Body parts Thrown into the air like rag dolls.. ..Bomb threats, Announced everytime people go to the mall.. ..Picture yourself in a cammouflage suit, strapped with a rifle.. ..And the only thing you can trust, is the words in the bible.. ..Put The government in the war, and let's see how well they do.. ..Innocent men over there just protecting the gov's ass, I spit truth.. .. |
..Assassination fills the poor starving Children of the Iraq Nation.. ..Pre-teens Strapped with rifles and grenades, Waiting Patient.. ..Mass explosions, Destroy Religeous Buildings, Justice is a must.. ..Fellow Military Associates Unable to trust, Automatic's bust.. ..Souls Destroyed for Foolishness, Military associates unable to trust.. ..Soldiers Droppin' Missiles Launched, Generals devistated, troops cuss.. ..automatics fired, Troops dropping Dramaticly, People hungry and tired.. ..Forced to walk on foot, 'Rounds shot, Vehicles standin' on flat tires.. ..Mentally challenged kids, runnin' infront of live hand grenades.. ..Death in this hopeless land, they call home, spreading faster then aids.. ..Lifeless heads, stuck on sticks to be exposed, they call this tradition.. ..Army rounded at the camp bases, ready to carry out their missions.. ..Guerilla warfare, open fire, every style of attack Committed.. ..Kids celebratin' as each poor American Troops neck is "slitted".. ..Civilians caught in the crossfire, Innocent Lives Visiously Killed.. ..No one bothers to do anything about it,Consider it "thrills".. ..Americans watching the action on tv and think of it as entertainment.. ..Arrangements to stop the evil within, but nobody can tame it.. ..Naepalms Dropped, Body parts Thrown into the air like rag dolls.. ..Bomb threats, Announced everytime people go to the mall.. ..Picture yourself in a cammouflage suit, strapped with a rifle.. ..And the only thing you can trust, is the words in the bible.. ..Put The government in the war, and let's see how well they do.. ..Innocent men over there just protecting the gov's ass, I spit truth.. .. Assassination mayn....assassination.... |
Voted For: Limited Edition
ok, nice battle but LE's aproach to this got me rite away LE-you took this because u created ur world around u, i could see stuff goin on, this shit was real nice, it got in ma head and the last bar, omg, u killed it, if topical was a real way of rap, u would be signed Killah-u are tight,. u no that, but Topical aint ya thing man, its about stayin on topic too, u fell off at times, LE's was a story unfloding, urs was like a GTA Mission, jus bein pieced together at times V/LE |
lol true. because i didnt know what he meant by assassination. i was like.. assassination. about assassination or do you want me to assassinate someone
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A'ight....uppin' for some more votes...favors will be returned...
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A'ight...this battle is bein slept on...uppin' this shit for some fuckin votes...favors will be returned..
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A'ight...this is bein slept on...uppin this shit...
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Upp...Fuckin sleepers...every single one of you should be slapped...
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Uppppin...YOU FUCKIN SLEEPERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Uppin This Fuckin Slept On Shit!!! Favors Will Be Returned!!!
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both verses were wack vote the second guy
this aignht no battle you gus were way of topic you gotta diss eachother not talk aabout some other stupid shit |
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