the picture painted a long walk,
through the alleyways and street corners. . .
in this life where ears talk,
i dreamed that day i could see thunder. . .
but instead i need lovers,
to build my beautiful castle and sing. . .
"we're all some free fuckers"
when the alarm clock doesn't ring. . .
that means the knights are asleep,
in a daydream of fake things,
where dehydrated souls unleash
their emotions and weep. . .
can't you see? let me remove my hands,
so you can echo in words forever . . .
as you speak your last . . .
the jesters lost their laughs,
and what they found in lost
wasn't even comparable to half. . .
so while i'm starin' at your back
i lost sight of purpose. . .
is it alrite to be worthless
spark a light in the furnace
i saw an entire life of the hurtin'
ice is what i'd like while i'm burnin
so could you please try and discern them. . .
the castle fell down and the clown is sick,
and every knight cheated on his life
with sunshine .. . . .

he cheated on his life with sunshine. . . . .

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^^^ feelin it sum soft liones
but eh u gotta be white..
its coo ugot skill
came ill sum lines were pretty sik
Touching.......i like da rhymesheme...

Wow man, sand this is some of your best work.
you have had good past verses, but for sure.
this one takes the cake, beautiful verse all around.
magnificently put together with imagery that is
'off the hook'. i just loved every aspect.

good job alex.

http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/sho...threadid=81407\

^^ sand peep dat tell me wut uthink

beautiful peace. quite original, mechanics are wonderful, the perfect length for the subject..

never was i thinking 'this couldve been done better'..

no weak point whatsoever...


only thing that bugged me was your scheme.. but then again that might be a part of what makes your open mics so good. heh.

up?

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Hi Sandy

your work is always great. I mean, like, fucking awesome. Because I don't always understand it. And most pieces would suck if I didn't understand. But I don't understand this in such a way, that when I try to understand it, it all becomes relevant to everyday life. Thats why I love your work man.

This had your usual flow, but with a much different style. There isn't the same storytelling aspect that I'm used to seeing in your pieces. It was an ongoing rhyme scheme, so the words continued to interact until the end. Your metaphors were off the hook, where my misunderstanding occurs, and your wordplay is like sex with a virgin.



like whoa.

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Life isn't a bitch...
she's just sick of being personified -Sage Francis