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Suspicious | 1 | 16.67% | |
Mentalz | 5 | 83.33% | |
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08-11-06, 03:51 PM | #16 | |||||
The Epitome Of Greatness
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IP: 0ABC 464B
Voted For: Mentalz
Well this was a good battle... Sus, your verse was aiight, nothing really jumped out at me. But nothing against your topical skill i just felt bored by the way you wrote the topic.. basic to me. Decent attempt at wordplay which i dont advise in a topical but if dont right make it dope. Use more imagery next time. Mentalz... First of all good vocab, read a dictionary before this battle huh ? You had good imagery as well. The piece was written well and the pictures were vivid. Good Piece Suspicious: 6.5/10 Mentalz: 7.8/10 Vote: Mentalz
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08-14-06, 01:55 PM | #17 | |||
Dont Fuck With Me! EZ....
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IP: 9033 FA7A
Voted For: Mentalz
Dust of Snow. The Hours passed by, a fleet, confused crowd desired, With wafture of blown garments, sharp as knife, bright as fire Light, light of foot and laughing, morning-browed higher, And where they'd trot the grass: green, the jonquil and the briar Thrilled into jocund life, the dreaming dungeon dells, Waked to a morrice chime of broken glass and jostled bells They spake, and roused the mused soul that dwells, In dust, or snow, smiling, shaped new heavens and hells Dethroned old gods, and made blind beggars kings, God is the plumed Thought that soars and sings The Hours passed by, with veiled eyes were endowed, To breathing dusk and arrowy moonlight vowed Of dream, and parted lips that scarce suspire, South wind and shadowy grove and murmuring lyre Swaying they moved, as drowsed of wizard spells, Were tranced with sight of recent miracles that retell And yet they trembled, a breeze down their folded wings, Quivered the hint of sweet scent, withholden things The Hours passed by, through huddled cities loud, With witless hate and stale with stinking mire gave sound So cowled monks might march with bier and shroud, Down streets plague-spotted toward the rich oils around Very strange lilies bloomed in lightless cells, And passionate spirits open, burst their clayey shells And sang the stricken hope, that bleeds and clings, Earth's bruised heart beat, in the throbbing strings The Hours passed by, the stumbling hours and cowed, Uncertain, prone to tears and childish sounds formed dark clouds The feeble shapes that any chance perfoems expells, Their wisdom useless, lacking the lust blood that swells The tensed vein: the hot, swift tide that stings, With life. Ah, wise! but naked to the arm slings And youth, we dallied by the bubble, babbling wells, Where April pured all her lyrics to secret tells And son, we sped our bold intel imaginings, As far as the red planet orbits with triple rings Life! Love! I followed, and followed thee, There waits one person to end my journey, and that is me. vs A Lonely Beginning Withered And Old In The Midst Of Poverty, In A Defeated Stature Passed Into Dust From His Cradle To Witness His Seed Was Fractured Scratching Away His Life Through Lottery Tickets For A Change To Dream Residue Still Lays In His Nails From The Fortune He Fails To Redeem Everything Is Visioned As Trashed And Rusted Under His Teary Eyes For After Every Dollar Spent, Came Silence And All You'd Hear's A Sigh Had Nothing To Loose But A Fortune To Gain In A Lottery Ticket Could He One Day Win Or Was This A Charade, A Heartless Gimmick A Shot At A Dream Strolling Down The Boulevard Surrounded By The Sound Of Anguish Decided For A Final Shot At A Dream, Wishing He Could Finally Manage To Reaquire His Goal So He Reached For A Stained Dollar Bill In His Pocket Scratched The Numbers.......And His Hands Trembled To Suddenly Drop It For In This One Paper, Lay His Dreams, His Entire Invisioned Life Failed Myserably The First Time, But Had A Chance To Go At It Twice Wasting Of A Shot Recieved 5 Million Dollars To Remodel That Which He Held So Dearly But In His Mind Layed Other Thoughts Dormant, For To Him It Was Mearly A Chance To Get A Hit.......Like A Heavyweight Boxer During His Last Round Not At Life, But At A Drug That Constricted His Vaines Like A Wild Hound Wasting His 5 Mil At Crack Houses, Converting Millions Into Quarters Not Analyzing The Situation......He Layed Getting Drugged On Street Corners The Clashing End Of A Man Giving It All Up For The Snow That Kidnapped And Dump Him In The Dust For It Became To Late For Him To Realized That His Life Had Been Crushed And The Clouds Teared For This Old Man, The God Noded At His Presence And The Essence Of His Dreams Were Mearly That Period On A Sentence Famished And Withered He Sleeps On The Concrete Of A Titan For He's Only A Shadow Of A Pedestrian, The Echoing Thunder Of Lighting. vote: mentalz... it was a hella long read but nicely created by mental better lay out an all this was a nice battle ya preety even to me but mental just edge this out more creative i thought... nice battle... RTF?
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08-16-06, 02:00 AM | #18 | |||||
Out-Spoken
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This was feedback posted for Mentalz
IP: 526E C420
poll check...decent battle you two................
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08-25-06, 12:50 PM | #19 | ||||
I Smacc Booty Emcee's
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IP: 0775 E664
Voted For: Mentalz
mentalz got this easily............................................ .................................................. ......................
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