44- Type Writer V 45- Young Gawd

[Vern Acular]

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[Type Writer]

i will win...

[young gawd]

SiGnInG iN
34- Dahloner V 35- Freedom
24- Atreyu (1-1) V 25- Alpengeist (1-0)
28- Straight Up (1-0) V 29- Unavailable (1-0)
42- Thaumaturge V 43- Tripl3
38- Kazmanian V 39- Nikka
26- Quotive (1-0) V 27- Status Quo (1-0)

[Type Writer]

votes:

1- http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...17#post9098217
2- http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...92#post9104192
3- http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...89#post9107089
4- http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...23#post9112723
5- http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...54#post9112754
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[Type Writer]

REVENGE


::the scene begins with a soldier falling from his horse::


the battle ground is stagnant now in town around the soldiers keep
his soul's at peace, he sleeps, beneath him lies his pride below his feet
the wind is crisp it blows so bleak, a somber shroud protects the corpse
respect, remorse, neglect, and scorn but love is what a freind is for
so he accepts the choir, his anger and distain remains the same
pain sustained, a fellowship has now been frayed in grave array
unsafe domain, he needs to move and flee this tomb of grief and gloom
to each is own he needs to know this or be prone to meet his doom
there was nothing he could do, Byron Conner died with honor
night crawler, the final officer, these timid tyrants conquered
a vital posture, massive attributes with a statuesque attitude
my commander, the man would do anything that i asked him to
that was true, the proof was present, see i owed the man my life
so since someone stripped him of his i felt that i should stand and fight
understand what's right, it's pure, revenge is sweet and i can tasted
it's a vivid vision, vile existing deed of vindication
i need to feed the hatred see im morally depraved
quarelling with fate, mind is in a portal full of rage
horrible discrace, my fear of death is no longer an issue
the pressure is pulling at me, it's so strong it can rip you
well, so long it's official, im a soldier in my mind
the enemies are coming, but im standing over him with pride
they get closer and my eyes, bulge, i notice that the guys
were troops with us, a group we trust, now the hope was in the sky
it isn't over with but I, begin to cry, and show the boy in me
i feel insurance, still concerned with this but yet i have the choice to leave
i would've killed for byron, will was violent, i rejoice, he's free
but hold remorse because a soldiers Horse is known for loyalty

[young gawd]

listen simply...for what occured right here...
in Mississippi was a Mid-Summer's Nightmare
the amount of hate in these states youd be absurd to doubt
when the thin line 'tween love and hate seperates the north from south...


the afternoon was hotter than ever, wih the temperature rising
a mob forming in the field and their tempers were flying
Mr. Rogers, who makes a living selling pounds of meat
was in the middle of it all, sweat rollin down his cheek
hairy chest, shirt unbuttoned down to his sternum
plaid sleeves rolled up, fist waving, wanted to burn him
some didnt, but all wanted to hurt him, and so the crowd grew
the town barber, lil' John, the Pastor all came out too
the kids unaware of what was in store, were all playing jacks
while Pappy and his oldest daughter Laura stayed in the back
face looked older than usual, hadn't shaven in weeks
ashe from his cigar fell on yellow tipped grass blazed by the heat
when he exhaled, the cigar smoke would disperse aloft
the southern breeze blew the smoke towards Laura and caused her to cough
his trance broken, he tried to find her eyes behind her covered face
but her long blonde hair hid her shame of having sex with another race
his mouth opened to speak, but his unheard words were interrupted
as my father had arrived and the crowd was pushing and shoving
he was a tall man, with tough skin as black as night
being led through that angry mob his eyed lacked on fright
walking towards the tree, people punched and sometimes they spat
but couldn't defend himself, with his hands tied behind his back
wasn't unnormal for black man to find himself being accused of rape
didn't matter if was true or not he'd still be lead to the grave
my father chopped wood for Laura, and was inside for a glass of water
Pappy came home and accused him of breakin in and raping his daughter
time was passing, it was a sea of white faces there in the yard
i felt their hatred for colored races, when they stared at me hard
i squeezed my mothers hand, which made her hug me close
i squeezed it even harder when they had hung the rope
tied the noose around his neck, and ripped his clothes to the floor
exposing scars on his body i never noticed before
must've been beaten earlier, those cuts on him were clearly infected
closed my eyes shut, tight, when the crowd began to get hectic
it was black at first but then, then a world started to appear
where races coexist and those wit dark skin aren't scared
my utopia vanished from gunshots, but it didn't matter
for his feet had been got kicked off from the ladder
teenagers grinning, were using my father as target practice
as some girls were cheering them on, but i was hardly laughing
after castration, the lynching of my father was gone and over
and slowly the crowd left, some with kids on their shoulders
Laura watched as the body swung, my dad he was gone
but Pappy told her he was ready to go, so mommy grabbed me along

[DahLohner]

Wow, two solid verses by two cats who I haven't ever seen before, Nicely done..

Type Writer- Yo, your flow is mad wicked, i was loving it from beginning to end, you have a solid grasp of form and scheme, and how to use it to further a story along, to a dizzying effect. My only fear is that you and I share the same problem: we love using complex rhyme schemes, but have trouble carrying them into LOOONGer verse. I'm telling you now, in the big leagues, they EXPECT full drops, fierce competitors are going to use EVERY line to try and beat you, and you don't wanna come up short. this story was very descriptive, with some interesting images and wordplay, tho, nicely done.

young gawd- In some ways you remind me of an unrefined jowelz, your rhyme schemes are similar, just pare down a few of the extra syllables, find new way of saying things for more cohesiveness..but the last like 20 or so lines of this were very moving, descriptive and intelligent, the touch of a true writer. funny, we did the same topic, but with very different responses..

Vote-YoungGawd gets this one with a solid content verse.

IMOUT

[Quotive]

Type - dude, you got on me about forced multies and shyt like that... c'mon man, you had a nice story.. but the rhymes were madd forced... and it looks like you actually took quality time to write this, it had a dope story.. rhymes were too forced.. simple as that

Young - hmm.. when i first saw ur name, i thought u'd be like a whack ass emcee.. but damn when i read ur verse, i was like o shyttt lol.. shyt was blazed.. killed the topic.. should i say more?

Vote - Young Gawd

[Tripl3]

wow two awesome verses...

TW you have a dope flow...multis and the flow stood out like crazy and really embellished what was an otherwise bleek topic...but YG's story just embraced me, had crazy imagery, flow was nice and was just real creative all-around...great battle tho...

[Status Qu0]

they weren't awesome, they were decent.

but quotive is a moron, the flow was fine.

i have to agree with everyone though, young was better.

vote - young

[Tha Talent]

Young Gawd:
simplistic complexities are beautiful in writing...what you did was you brought out a story, and turned it into a truth...a truth that convers so many areas of life, the power of death...this verse was DOPE...so well written, and with such a strong message...the imagery was clear and blatant, yet noticably objective despite the son being the narrator...i thought that was interesting, yet at the same time well done...it was just a very well written and well executed verse...you definitely have ability.

Type Writer:
i'm not going to go into the fact that i'm fairly certain i know who you are...what i will say, is that this verse was pretty nice...i can tell that you will do well in the league...the flow was dope...really dope...undeniable...i felt some of the multis were a little forced, but not awkward, it just took away from the word choice in places...still, you executed most of them well...i liked the little twist, and on the second read through i liked it even more, which means it was well planned...only thing i don't like is that you never got graphic with the war scene...you talked about this one guy, and the horses feelings, but very little about the surroundings...war is always great for imagery.

tough vote...one of the best newcomer battles i've seen
i'm going with the verse that was deeper, and better written
and grasped me more based on that.
vote=Young Gawd.
he paid so much attention to detail that i was enrapt in his story.

[Freedom]

type writer brough a creative verse to the table. i could predict the ending tho when i heard the opening line of a soldier sitting by his fallen horse. i knew u was talkin bout the horse the whole time. as for yung gawd he brought the heat, because i could follow his story which was written in a way that kept me more interested. this is probably due to a more refined plot than the other one. gawd didnt have a twist, but his story kept me waaay more involved so im gonna have to vote for yung gawd

[DMeTRIUS]

over no shows

[Nikka]

Type Writer - Damn the beginning of your pieve was so fucking vivid, i think it was the 1st 2 bars were so nice almost poetic in a sence of reading it good shit, flow was butter very descriptive on this aswel imagery was there all the way vocab was on some overall dope shit aswel story teling was very good character building was very well put together showed ome real nice creativness i enjoyed reading this multies were also fuggin ILL.

Overall a very enjoyable read i like it from beginning to end.


Young Gawd - It took a little while to get into the story but once we got there it was pretty damn nice, flow was butter again the actual writing of thep iece was very impressive descriptiveness at its best on here, vocab in abbundance good shit character building again was a very strong point in this imagery again very strong on this.

Overal very hot on this damn i enjoyed this one aswel damn this is a tough choice.

Vote - Type Writer

I just felt his overal story that lil more both were flames thought.
Good shit from both.

[Unavailable.]

finally what i like to see, emotion/good imagery/ good and alot of detail...
young kilt that shit good verse did the topic niclely and had lots of nice imagery and detail good story well done.

type good shit but , juss to breif you should elaborated a lil more and made it a lil more emotional, but other then that it was a dope concept..but young just surpassed you in the ways of imagery and detail and emotion...therefore he wins

Vote=young gawd

[RRxKiLaKaZ]

this was awesome too, you both get props, but only can take a vote home.

for pretty much the same reasons, "that story touched.."

vote - young

[Unavailable.]

Originally Posted by Unavailable.

finally what i like to see, emotion/good imagery/ good and alot of detail...
young kilt that shit good verse did the topic niclely and had lots of nice imagery and detail good story well done.

type good shit but , juss to breif you should elaborated a lil more and made it a lil more emotional, but other then that it was a dope concept..but young just surpassed you in the ways of imagery and detail and emotion...therefore he wins

Vote=young gawd

return the favor dudes?

[Vern Acular]

young gawd W
type writer L