Tha Emporer Of A Common Place, Tha Cold Throne Of Lethargy..
Tha Disgruntled Exists, From Tha Hallways I Hear Laughing..
Governing A Crumbling Empire From Tha Voice Of An Inaudible..
Unheard Of In Tha Manner That His Own Actions Talk To You..
Raised Through A Distorted Image, His Flowchart Already Planned..
He Cant Control His Own Mind, How Is He Supposed To Rule Land?..
Tha Grains Of Sand, In Proportion To His Managed Village..
So That 9000 Eyes Could Vision It, Tha Decline Christening..
Pillaging From Tha Christmas Tin, A Modern Day Fairy Tale..
If Modern Was Only Tha Forsaken And Day Was Tha Forest Trail..
His High Majesty Even Thought That He Could Breathe In Space..
A Lifetime Of Over Sustenance, Made That Hard On This Place..
More Of A Remissness Than A Place, Let Tha Turth Be Told..
His Authority Over A Beating Metropolis Was Always Gonna Fold..
Like A Slender Pillow, But His Sentiment Seemed Enigmatic..
Tha Creation Of A Self Destructing Device, He'd Be Tha Plastic..
Thats Contained Beyond Tha Steely Chassis On Tha Outside..
His Love For Tha Job Decreased As Tha Inductible Crowd Died..
Lost In His Own Planet Of Tha Apes, But Replace Tha Apes..
With Unexcited Inhabitents Who This King Is Scared To Face..
His Perfection Was Cataclysmic, Tha Catalyst Of Fallacy..
Tha Director Of Tha Nest That Diminishes Like Tha Hornet Bee..
Tha Monarchy Physically Depreciates Brick Sand By Brick Sand..
Commands Ignored, So All Words Are Worthless As They Withstand..
Tha Orders Of A Superhuman With No Powers And No Appeal..
No Creditability, Hes Like Tha Human King Of Tha Ant Hill..
No Right Hand Man, No Right Way Of Being Tha Man He Used To..
Tha Malefactor Of History, Asking Himself "But Who Knew?"..
How About Tha Whole Population, News Spread During Slumber..
While You Were Relaxing And Up Cropped Another Two Wonders..
That Makes 9, But You Were Too Busy Being Nobody In A Shadow..
Fallen Off Tha Hierarchy, Climbing Tha Shoot, Not Tha Ladder..
Finally Left Tha Castle, But Only To Look For Lost Ovations..
Tha Towns Center In Bad Weather, Is Where Ended Tha Paving..
Insanity Is Brain Storming, Following Tha Path Towards Omega..
You Were On Tha Wrong Track To Start Off With Like A Quaker..

Dopeness... I Like the Way ya Can Keep ya Bars Roughly the Same Length... That Made it Flow Well... Vocab Was Superbo... Keep it Up Man

Superbo....Gosh..

Thanks For Tha Reply Homestretch

nice, you got some pretty safe visuals in there.. the flow was a bit stagered but worked with the mood to create unity.. I liked it...

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this was dope... as usual with vocab that we Americans can't seem to comprehend... lol, not really but... ya know... What kind of drugs are you on to come up with stuff like this I mean damn... You have something seemingly original everytime you post with vocab through the roof. It's amazing... whatever you're on... I want some. Keep it up home frie...

pz

Again, I am enjoying all of the pieces I read from you.
Marvelous in concept, delivered brilliantly, and flowed flawlessly.

The title in itself had a clever pun in it: Reign Drops. Heh.....

but the piece itself was wonderful to read....the imagery was outstanding.....
"Governing A Crumbling Empire From Tha Voice Of An Inaudible..
Unheard Of In Tha Manner That His Own Actions Talk To You..
Raised Through A Distorted Image, His Flowchart Already Planned..
He Cant Control His Own Mind, How Is He Supposed To Rule Land?.."
^^^I just love those lines....some of my favorite lines ever read.....

Again, this was a wonderful piece that I enjoyed reading very much. Keep up the good work, this one showed your true skill.

sorry i gotta say this,i didnt like it
i mean shit ur skill and creativity and all that was amazing as usuall but that shit was blasphamy, im not a religious person but still, it gave me a bad feelin when i read it
meh
unless im too stupid to be gettin this right??? lemme know

everyone else said it... shit was hot... crazy vocab and original concept... the topic to me wasn't too interestin'... but shit we all got different taste right... non the less this shit was very skillfully writen...

Peace

I like the word usage in this. You made it complex but kept it simple and dope. When I read it, I was like damn, this is nice. Then I read it again. and thought was even doper. Nice drop.


Focus

Word, I Had That Feeling When Writing It...



Word Again, But Then Again, What Tha Hell Is An Interesting Topic?

I Am A Mechanical Writer, I Can Get Deep With Shit But I Need Tha Motivation, Which I Don't Recieve Too Often....I Only Recall Writing One Piece From Tha Heart.

Thanks For All Tha Feedback Though, Appreciate All Tha Comments.

nice rhymes for rela but i dont know how u could flow to this.

i like tha metties in this 1,had me thinkn a lil bit.Word usage wuz crazy and vocab wuz definitely there.Stay ^
-Avi

Tha Emporer Of A Common Place, Tha Cold Throne Of Lethargy..
Tha Disgruntled Exists, From Tha Hallways I Hear Laughing..

good imagery i can tell you have some knowledage and experiacne from the jump

Governing A Crumbling Empire From Tha Voice Of An Inaudible..
Unheard Of In Tha Manner That His Own Actions Talk To You..

flow was on point dope release

Raised Through A Distorted Image, His Flowchart Already Planned..
He Cant Control His Own Mind, How Is He Supposed To Rule Land?.

damn liked the flow here as well and im feelin the story that it seems to be comin out to

Tha Grains Of Sand, In Proportion To His Managed Village..
So That 9000 Eyes Could Vision It, Tha Decline Christening..

not sure if that rhymed but the content was nice

Pillaging From Tha Christmas Tin, A Modern Day Fairy Tale..
If Modern Was Only Tha Forsaken And Day Was Tha Forest Trail..

gettin to the heat i hope

His High Majesty Even Thought That He Could Breathe In Space..
A Lifetime Of Over Sustenance, Made That Hard On This Place..

this story-line seems to be gettin better in each bar

More Of A Remissness Than A Place, Let Tha Turth Be Told..
His Authority Over A Beating Metropolis Was Always Gonna Fold..

i think were gettin closer to the climax

Like A Slender Pillow, But His Sentiment Seemed Enigmatic..
Tha Creation Of A Self Destructing Device, He'd Be Tha Plastic..

flow was on point and nice similies

Thats Contained Beyond Tha Steely Chassis On Tha Outside..
His Love For Tha Job Decreased As Tha Inductible Crowd Died..

okay sorta confused

Lost In His Own Planet Of Tha Apes, But Replace Tha Apes..
With Unexcited Inhabitents Who This King Is Scared To Face..

okay im back to gettin it

His Perfection Was Cataclysmic, Tha Catalyst Of Fallacy..
Tha Director Of Tha Nest That Diminishes Like Tha Hornet Bee..

good vocab and ya similies seem to even imrpove each time

Tha Monarchy Physically Depreciates Brick Sand By Brick Sand..
Commands Ignored, So All Words Are Worthless As They Withstand..

shits gettin caotic

Tha Orders Of A Superhuman With No Powers And No Appeal..
No Creditability, Hes Like Tha Human King Of Tha Ant Hill..

hmm intresteding

No Right Hand Man, No Right Way Of Being Tha Man He Used To..
Tha Malefactor Of History, Asking Himself "But Who Knew?"..
How About Tha Whole Population, News Spread During Slumber..
While You Were Relaxing And Up Cropped Another Two Wonders..

deep into the story shit's gettin kinda weak im hopin for a point to this

That Makes 9, But You Were Too Busy Being Nobody In A Shadow..
Fallen Off Tha Hierarchy, Climbing Tha Shoot, Not Tha Ladder..

okay there we go nice punch

Finally Left Tha Castle, But Only To Look For Lost Ovations..
Tha Towns Center In Bad Weather, Is Where Ended Tha Paving..
Insanity Is Brain Storming, Following Tha Path Towards Omega..
You Were On Tha Wrong Track To Start Off With Like A Quaker..

daum nice ender


overall i liked the way the story started off i just felt there was no whole point ot this but the way you set up ya flow and sim's and shit were nice plus the fact ya vocab made it even more complexed to read and intresting overall i think ya had a dope drop i like ish like this to be posted more often i was scrollin thru the pages and found this i read it and liked thanx for postin it good drop

this wasn't anything too extrodinary but this shit was still hot you got some true vocab don't get me wrong this shit had flow too it but you seem like a poet kind like being compared to mos def or twalib you know but otherwise this was on point

odd gives it
4 of 5 mics

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little did we know that we riddle
some middle man who didn't do ditally/ pun