Topical Battle: Mad Man vs. MiC ChEcK
 

Aight topic is Depression/Suicide

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No D/R Crew or Hata Votes
3-0 KO
5-0 Murder

I wake up in the morning with no reason to be alive/
So I load up my gun and put in bullet #5/
It's routine now, I do it every morning/
I got it down so that it's so fucking boring/
But I put it away as I've been doing for years/
I put it away through the pain of the tears/
I'm to much of a coward to pull the trigger/
And the pain in my heart grows bigger and bigger/
The pain that I feel everytime I get hit/
Everytime a girl says "No chance Kid!"/
Everytime a fucker calls me queer/
Everytime I stay home, because of the fear/
No one has listened to the signs that I gave/
Not when I threatened to kill a kid in a bloody rage/
Not when I turned in my rhyme "Disturbed"/
No one cared about the fucking herb/
So I sit here wishing to die/
"No one cares" I say as I cry/
But I ain't scared anymore cause I gotta plan/
This'll be my last fight, my final stand/
Cause I ain't gonna take this shit anymore/
And I'll knock you out R-Lo like I did before/
But this time, he won't fucking wake up/
I'll put my gun to his head and say, "You fucked up!"/
I'll get at everyone who put me down/
The girls, the bullies, won't make another sound/
See they'll kill me, but I'm already dead/
And I hope they drive a bullet right through my head/
Something I could never do by myself/
I'll get it done with a little bit of help/
But I'm too much of a coward to get it done/
Fuck, I don't even know how to work my gun/
So I'll sit here and wish to die/
Through the pain of my tears I sit here and cry/
But I'll cry no more very soon you see/
I can't work a gun, but I can kick a box out from under me./

yo
I can't continue to fight the pain;
Hoping life could change; instead I chose to put knife to veins//
It might sound insane; but I no longer have a will to gasp for air//
I grasped my chair; rotated the wheels and let time pass with prayer//
I didn't ask to be here; its stunning; the thought of me walking and running//
Talking is shunning; I chose the path of where I'm to be found chalked-out in lining//
Feelings I chose and kept in confinement; my condition faced no refinement//
Misplacing the alignment of my bones was my planned assignment//
Sitting with a knife in my hand as I sigh and; think of what life had planned for me//
Could have held a medical degree; or maybe turned out be a name brand mc//
Instead I'll be finding out if heaven is a mystery//
ARGH!!! fuck the misery; I'll just cut my hand and see; where shit takes me//
-1 slice-; blood loss was hefty; starting to pass out before the outflow is empty//
Tempt me!!! And see if I wont go through with it; life...I'm through with it//
So much anger and anguish that I looked at my cut and salt is what I threw in it//
Pursuing it; bleeding with the thoughts that I lacked the dependency of my family//
There's no hope; there's no remedies for these suicidal tendencies;
But before I go I'm a bring homicide to ten mc's//
So test me please...see if I wont go the distance;
I'm lost in the moment with persistence;
This 14-inch blade was my only assistant; as I start feeling distant from the world there's no resistance...to the devil voices trying to put an end to my existence//
It's this time; it's this instant; within this rhyme I get lost in quicksand//
The - second slice -; was perpendicular to the first one//
Now I have a cross on my arm; and damn it hurt son//
Thought I had it bad but the - third slice -; was the worst one//
Falling off of my chair; these thoughts and memories flashed in despair//
Glass smashed was everywhere; as I just let the cut from the wounds gash out without a care//
Will my loved ones cope and deal with my behavior?//
I don't know; contradicting...with the actions of sinning; yet with hopes to see my savior//
Free from this world's captivity; is it in me to divide myself form this earth's capacity//
As I no longer feel a heart beat from my chest cavity//
A hopeless soul floating; disobeying laws of gravity//
Can I fathom the unattainable with actions unexplainable?//
All the sudden hearing voices "His condition is far from sustainable//
Ohh wait a minute; His life is still attainable; we need to get em to emergency as quick as possible"//
I keep relapsing between an image of angels singing gospels//
And an ambulance with a man; thinking is this one of God's apostles//
Soon to join the lost souls; letting go of my goals as I got those feelings//
Facing no form of healings; there will be no more chair wheeling//
As I envisioned me kneeling to pray for god's forgiveness//
On my family to relieve stress; this earths' surface...will I leave blessed?//
The last words I heard were: "There's no more heart beats in his chest"!!!

uppin for votes........^^^^^^

VOTE: MiC ChEcK
WHY: Felt it flowed better, but it was a close battle :)

keep spittin' mad_man!

Cool 0-1 uppin

You both were extremely deep but I gotta give it to Mic Check

Aight 0-2 uppin

Yo I liked Mad Man's more, I could relate.

I don't get what this battle is about, no one threw punches, you guys were kinda dissin yourselfs, but mad man dissed himself the less so he gets my vote

mic check had tighter flows with longer lines and better wordplay

vote = mic check

uppin....and u ...its a topical battle...we based the battle on something this case (suicide).....so yur vote dont count

3-3 on poll....but mad's got 2 in the thread....uppin....and who is super jew anyway...1st post somehow came to this thread...outta all of em....lol

Yo definently a newbie, didn't even get that it was a fuckin topical battle, lol. Oh well, we'll see how it goes.

Uppin' YO