this week topic is " Imagine if you were in the Twin Towers on sept. 11th" make it chronically correct in other words don't jump the gun on facts the came out in the future

rules
20-25 bars/lines
due date is on sunday @ 11:59 pm

there should be a topical battle league or something.
holla
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damn, no-one posted a verse yet.

picture this day, it started as normal, nothing spectacular/
i flipped on the morning news, no new diseases, no chainsaw massacre/
drove myself to work at about 9pm/
didnt know that bad karma was 'bout to be landing-in/
it wasnt even late when i felt something like an earthquake/
the place shaked, i thought of feeling about a second too late/
i stared in horror at the building next to us, the twin of my work place/
the smoke pouring from the building like bad weed in a cigar-case/
my eyes bugged out, looked as big as plates and i ran fast/
i just about made it to the doorway when i felt the second crash/
about 4 floors above-me, plus up there my girl who loved-me/
didnt have time to grief, i was hopping stairways, fast as i could-be/
made it to the ground floor, the earth rumbled once more/
realised the building was collapsing as a hurled through the door/
kept running, didnt even stop to brush off the dirt and plaster/
my brain was too numb then to realise the size of this disaster/
a piece of glass struck my shoulder, bowling me over/
bleeding, limping, as the buildings fell i just about got to cover/
about the time my heart stopped was the time i assumed-it/
that this thoughtless terrorism had ledt me and my girl fatally-wounded/


20 lines key'ed up off the dome.

^^^^^^hahahaha......the only one who responded and he ain't even from America....hahahaha!!

*wakes up to go to work early*

yo

my enterprise is devisin a rise in this enviroment/
of hired men who lie and shit, capitalizin on retirement/
its live as shit, the office floor....you could die on it/
from mens in ties who whizz by wit wing tipped italian kicks/
wit valiant scripts and ledgers, they stick together/
in the thickest weather, for the love of money, and gettin cheddar/
i push this mail cart...
im not what you expected/
got my headphones on, singin wyclefs "eclectic"/
i jet to the next sector aggresive, wit swift methods/
tossin letters on desk of executives, that be the best shit/
cuz the size of they office is impressive, leather and woodgrain, everything...it'll leave you breatheless/
*loud crash below*

*fires engulfs me and im dead mid freestyle*

ROTFLM

im soo bored...

__________________

lmao^^^

I wake up early in the morning, get dressed, and kiss my wife and children goodbye/
Thinking about the last time I've been promoted and cry/
I can get the money for the Surgery I need for my Mom/
And I start to think of my Dad, I lost him to Oklahomian Bomb/
I'm driving in my mercades, swerving, I'm fuzzy, and lately, I've been feeling Hazy/
I close my eyes for a moment, I need this promotion, nothing can phase me/
I speed a little bit, because I don't want to be late/
This last meeting signs my life over, and deals me my fate/
I arive, early, as planned, and I walk in the door/
I greet the receptionist, I done fucked twice before, and think god she's a whore/
I could have ruined my life with her, and lost both my kids/
But I got the pictures back, at aunreasonable bid/
I jog up the steps, cause the elevator is broke/
They said they was gonna repair last week, shyt, that's a joke/
I bust in the meeting room, with my briefcase, I sat down, I was sickening soon/
Went to the bathroom, then came out, all of a sudden, heard boom!/
It's getting hecktic, I ran back to hall... the room I was in, just was just crashed into, and I started to fall/
I balled, toward the opposite end, I heard it again, the plane just exploded, as I fell down the length of steps, and stabbed myself with a pen/
I jumped up bleeding, I had to get out/
all the exits sealed off, what the fucks this about/
I get off a few floors down, and ran to a room/
I opened the window and looked down to my doom/
I took a step back, and I thought to myself, I'd rather die a man, flying through air/
Than one trapped under a cieling or shelf/
So I took a step back, prayed to god and took my last breath, before I ran and jumped, and soared to my death...

R.I.P all Sept. 11 casualties

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I rise, wipe off the room grab my box-cutter,
who would know within days I woul make the stocks-stutter,
Enter the Airport, find my brothers of Allah, say a prayer,
Americas seen bio weapons, never seen it from the air,
on the flight we fight the captains, with knives not mac-tens,
Stupid USA, on air flights its legal to have-them,
Security is no where, theyd never think we dare,
and America still wont catch Osama...Hiding in his Lair,
Now theyre arrogance is turning to fear, we steer to park it,
towards the twin towers, landmarks that make a great target,
Business is usual down on the streets, NYC never sleeps,
thats just a nickname, now they have nightmares...we play for keeps,
two other planes have been hijacked and pirated,
its a good thing Osama payed so we could pilot-it,
one hits, the other is crashed is Pennsylvania, we wont fail,
poeple are jumping, praying, running, next theres anthrax in the mail,
So as we near our destination, we make preperations,
pray to allah, beg for reperations, not seperation,
And as the plane hits I hear screaming, I feel Nirvana,
and rise from my pilots chair....To meet Allah...


and its like that.

*grammar fellas, edited for grammer*

Damn lookin down, This ish a pretty big Drop//
We coulda went out faster Killing some cop//
At the top ready to drop... but not before our ears pop//
That a plane Buzzin, or me just plain buzzin//
Look to my left, fear in the eyes, my baby cuzin//
Turn to The Right... I see this Plane Comen//
First Reaction we Startd Runnin//
Headin to the elevator people were buggin//
started shruggin.. if im dieing im jumping//
The Next thing i knew, my heart stop pumpin//
Thinkin i can make it to tha edge, this aint nothin//
graspin for air im dispair, wonderin why shits so unfair//
Last moments was unaware our death be replaced by warfare//
Let my hatred out as tears ran dry,i wont lie i began to cry//
Lookin on with one closed eye, as the shit hit an dust filled the sky//
Began to wonder Why.... then heard the voice of god reply//

"you see its begun, its all been done, the deaths of many caused by one//"
your kidding me right? what is this ya of way of an invite//
"none of this was done in fun, just a sign of the comming of my son"//
whats the bright light? wait why flames startin to ignite//
"you chose the wrong path as many do...now an life time of fire awaits you"//
wait please god, i subdue, i swear all the lies i told were really unture//
"Its to late... You paybacks been long overdue an now..... you got hell to go through"//

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