Round 2: 4. Got Life? vs. 5. Vada VOTE!

[J o o k]

The New RSTL Rules and Regulations

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Amendments

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2. You're opponent automatically gets the same extension deadline.

3. You cannot win a championship by no show. You will become the number #1 seed, but you must win by vote to be a champion. This does not apply for defenses.

[Got Life?]

votes:
1. Round 2: 1. TheReturn vs. 9. Mound 10 VOTE!
2. Round 2: 11. Trybz vs. 14. L Dogg VOTE!
3. Round 2: 2. nah son vs. 10. RICO VOTE!

[vada]

i'll be here...

[vada]

Dumpster Diggin

At times I may repent for my everyday events
People saying “take a hint” while im begging for 80 cents
I bathe in stench…pants stained from masturbation prints
In an alley of gay intent I yearn for a lady’s scent
It stays intense…well sort of, you know the life of a bum
Where dumpster digging is a sport we get excited for crumbs
We’re alcoholics, spare change pays for a pint of some rum
So take a walk with me, it’s time to spend the night in the slums
This is what I have become, see im an obvious victim
I lived the good life, at least til I was poverty stricken
From food stamps to a few ramps over a sodomy system
That’s what it felt like, I got fucked inside economy’s prison
And democracy’s whoopings, I was laid off… my job they kept
I lost my step… in the minute that day my fiancé left
She was the love of my life…but see we all stay stressed
Then give up and become dropouts like kanye west
A long day yes!...of course I remember it the worse
Day of my life happened on December 21st
4 days before Christmas and I was sitting in the dirt
With tears dripping I cried all my wishes on my shirt
I started living with the hurt, I was starving and alone
No food, no roof, you see the apartment was Simone’s
But that was then, this is now you see I started on my own
A way of survival, stay if you like to… it’s partially my home
It dark and it gets cold, but newspaper is the best
Just open the classifieds up and lay it on your chest
Use a box from circuit city when it’s raining cause unless
You got shelter, I hate to say it but you’ll lay up in a mess
See it’s basically a guess with the stuff that we eat
Sharing dinner with roaches and rodents it sucks but at least
It’s something to eat, and sometimes it’s nothing but meat
But other times im lucky if I can find a couple of beans
I want to just sleep, im a deadbeat in need of chance
A beggar that begs to get drunk and pees in his pants
I’ve starved itching on park benches see I sleep with the ants
But I can keep you safe, how bout it you see me your man?
You want me in your plans? As you can see its crazy you know
But it’s been years and I’ve been searching for a lady fa sho’
We can start with a walk and see if this relationship grows
But before we go, what’s your name…She said my name is Simone
Instant shock hit the top of my brain and I froze
I started shaking my inner demon was waiting to explode
Im wiped my eyes to my surprise I saw her face and it got cold
I couldn’t move I looked confuse this was basically a hoax
I stated to her slow…
Simone’s dead she died back in December
The woman said, no I didn’t you have to think back and remember
A flash back to the winter…the car crash and the fender
The heart attack I was injured…I thought of that and I hit her
Not like I smacked her and hit her, you see our cars they collided
I saw stars and my eyes dripped it was hardly invited
My head smacked into the dash board so hard it ignited
A blood bubble in my chest…somebody started the Heimlich
I rear ended some guy she was in the car right beside him
My phone flew out of the car and she offered to find it
She called the cops and the sirens were soon brought to this island
Of chaotic confinement my mind lost its alignment
With reality, she offered me a ride to my house
We stopped by her apartment first I was hiding in doubt
She started crying on the way, I said should I just get out
She said stay so I said what all this crying about
She said I’d died and was out, and that she brought me to life
I guess it was fate, I felt safe we both talked the whole night
I fell asleep and well it felt like I walked through the light
And well when I woke up you can say that I was shocked at the sight
She laid awkward in freight, a knifed lodged up in her chest
I hyperventilated and went quick in to cardiac arrest
Asleep again the deeper end I talked and I confessed
To god I think I guess, the hospital was next
They framed me for murder, I thought it was test
I plead guilty but lack of evidence made me ponder how it kept
Me in jail for years I was released and walked with little breath
Gave it up became a bum and now im talking to my stress
Simone you got me in this mess you made me lose my mind
The first time I killed, the thrill was quite confusing I
Used to find the victim, I picked them using my
Sense of bad luck lets back up to back you…you died
I slit your wrist I used a fine edge and left you on the bed
Called the cops made a confession you bled and you was dead
STOP MESSING WITH MY HEAD! He said to leave me alone
We had a pass together, he started to speak and it showed
Simone you tried to trick me, you were the reason I drove
Full speed into the car…I didn’t bleed on my own
I tried to kill myself you framed me and beat up my soul
The doctors told me you were gone but your freedom was sold
At the price of schizophrenia it needs to be known
That you no longer control me I release you Simone

[Got Life?]

“If they tell you that she died of sleeping pills
you must know that she died of a wasting grief,
of a slow bleeding at the soul.”

I first met Samantha when I was 15 years old,
Still inexperienced with no real story or gold,
Indeed, I didn't know what she saw in my eyes,
Although in her I saw beyond the heavenly skies,
She'd mesmorise me with that giggle and smile,
Giving me kisses over the phone in the meanwhile,
Since she wanted to get to know me better first,
It awoke in me a desire to never let her thrist,
Stepping out of my shell to become her man,
I cast a plan to be her everything and damn...
It worked to perfection,
Spinning this web fueled by our connection,
Where I crossed my T's and Dotted my I's,
Putting in the hard work that she'd realize,
Was what she meant to me, she was my serenity,
The missing piece of my puzzle, my identity...
So how could it be,
Was this vision really before me,
Could she have been that needy, that horny,
"Baby...why?" ... "I fucking adore thee"...

Yet with that the scene turns pitch black,
The bones of the guy she was with crack,
There's blood all over me and all over him,
She's horrified, he looks dead, I look grim,
Cops rush to the scene, I feel them tackle me,
...I still can't speak, this cannot be,
We were lovers, it was written by destiny,
Fate had crossed our paths, it was meant to be,
A month later, she came to my rescue,
Told them I saved her from rape, the best view-
Was then to have me released,
Yet the Romeo in me was long gone, deceased,
What was left was a cold bitter shell,
Replaying the scene that led to my hell,
Of the love of my life,
The one I truly want to call a wife,
On the floor, fucking, begging for more,
It seems Cocaine made her a whore,
So as I saw her approach with a face of regret,
I just flicked her my last lit cigarette...

Things unraveled in a flash following this,
It seemed minutes since our very first kiss,
Yet I had stopped boxing, I grew depressed,
Eating and sitting alone, at 17 so stressed,
Perplexed with nights of vodka and percocets,
I toyed with settling my debts,
To allow the last laugh as I wrapped the cord-
From the mic around my neck and went aboard,
I wanted to jump, I wanted to end the pain,
But something held me back from the rain,
It was that microphone wrapped round my neck,
That gleemed and showed me a way to check-
All of my madness and bottle it far away,
So my scars rest with my songs and they-
Reveal the truth behind each step of my life,
As for Samantha, the girl meant to be my wife,
I found out 2 years ago that she died,
The cocaine had caught up to her as she lied,
To all the people she loved until she OD'd,
Thinking back she always was built for speed...

Me...I'm more of a guy built by pain,
Controlled by it as I scream in the rain,
It haunts my dreams, of how I'll die alone,
But that's life...I was meant to die alone...

[Lucifa]

um .. what the fudge? .. I saw a verse from vada yesterday ..

[vada]

yea i went to add a votes reply and edited my verse out, lol...got life can vouch it was up on time....


votes

[Lucifa]

ok .. well .. this wasn't what I was expecting or hoping for ..

Vada - damn son .. good job you ain't against Trybz with this novel .. he'd be having an orgasm at the amount of bitching he could do over that line length rule breakage .. this also doesn't look like it was the original verse you had up .. maybe it is but I didn't read the original .. it did however not look this long and was also presented in that yellow text etc. .. I'm not sure what I make of the verse itself .. I found it rather dull in content but the flow was smooth in general with some sound rhyming .. but for me the enjoyment factor was seriously lacking in what I've come to expect and enjoy from reading your pieces .. for such a long read I felt this lacked in appeal and entertainment value .. the emotional and descriptive work was also too sparse when compared to the standard you've shown this season ..

Got Life? - this suffers pretty much the same kind of feedback .. in that it wasn't as entertaining or appealing as I was expecting or hoping for .. it was easier on me as a reader than Vada's piece with a smoother structure that carried the content .. the content that was not really that interesting tbh .. it wasn't worded as well as some pieces such as the piano piece was and I felt let down by this .. as with a concept that isn't creative in any real sense then I'd hope that the writing itself would have a greater appeal than this ..

Vote - Got Life? .. this was a tough choice but for the wrong reasons .. it was disappointingly close .. although I know GL? wouldn't really bust anyone's balls for breaking line limits .. for me as a reader and a voter .. I would expect any verse that does exceed the 64 line limit to do so we just cause .. and Vada's really didn't .. it just went on and on and never really threw in a twist or a real point of interest .. also .. wait til Q gets in here (if he does) .. cos GL? had 1 obvious typo ("thrist"/thirst*) and a question mark missing .. but Vada's verse had a fair few grammatical errors .. awkward wording and lack of punctuation in areas (this is text buddy) that made the read less enjoyable ..

I feel let down with this potential match of the week .. if not play-offs .. maybe I feel more let down by Vada for actually really coming below par .. but neither gave a good account of themselves with mundane concepts/plots .. with only really the flow of each showcasing a level of talent ..

[Mound 10]

This was a drawn out battle. Vada you went on and on with a lot of filler. I mean you could have fit your story into 50 lines and made it a little easier to read. That just makes the transitioning so slow. I liked the idea of the piece, the overall creativity which isn't a lot, but it's there somewhat. I don't like pieces that have slang like fa sho and phrases like that but I skipped over it and kept on reading. The ending was kind of easy to see, but you through me off because of the name you used. Overall this was a cool piece, solid flow.

Got Life I was thinking when I was reading that you didn't grab my attention for a long time in this piece. It was dry to me. I think that you are far capable of better pieces. Especially the way you rhymed the last couplet. I was thinking "did he even try?". But the flow was solid too. The creativity was bleh because it was just a straightforward piece right to the point. Overall not bad.


vote - Vada for a more intriguing piece.

[Got Life?]

I pm'd vern a few times to cut this verse down to something reasonable...i'ma just take the win and keep it movin...

[J o o k]

Tied in votes, but vada -3 for voting links.

Got Life? wins.