WEST - 12. Kaybi vs. 5. Mr. Skull

[Tha Talent]

RSTL TOURNAMENT
Round One


DUE DATES


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VOTES DUE Sunday 10:00am PACIFIC/1:00pm EST


TOPICS

Round 1 Tournament Topics

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60 lines - MAXIMUM


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Go Forth and Produce

[Mr. Skull]

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WEST - 15. spacenerd 2039 vs. 2. TRAP.

SOUTH - 15. VinnieT vs. 2. Tha Talent
SOUTH - 10. Insanity vs. 7. dicenyaeye
NORTH - 3. Tekneek vs. 14. Brimestone
EAST - 13. Ibeechur Moms vs. 4. Anaphora
EAST - 15. Troublesome vs. 2. MC4Sight
WEST - 3. Atheist vs. 14. Yung Impression

Certain moments and memories stayed, while the rest cleared with time
With years black and white turned gray, I remember my old state of mind
Fascinated by love along with bitter and childish jealousy
When in bed with a painted woman wasn't my wildest fantasy
When I couldn't close my eyes because the sky felt so dark
How I'd tell my father I'm scared and he'd take me by hand to the park
How my very first crush was an innocent game of attraction
How I did what I had to do, and didn't care for the coming reaction
How I stood there on my feet, with my shirt ripped and my face bloody
Recieving punch and another punch, to my head chest and my body
How I ran crying home, with my parents smiling, but sad
My mother putting bandages on me asking "who beat you so bad"?
When friends were my friends, and not something I was supposed to have
When I wasn't afraid of my smile, and to break a silent room with a laugh
When I respected a person for being true to their goals and destiny
Not after looking at them and figuring they had high yearly estimates
How I was never afraid to sing along to all my favorite songs
How I curled under my blankets cause I thought about death for too long
When I would feel blessed in the morning, just because I woke up
Walking to school happy and looking up, even if weather outside sucked
When I thought I was in love but didn't know what to expect or feel
How I snuck a kiss in just to see if the feeling was real
When I went dont the hill on the bike so devishly fast
I got scared and jumped off, next morning woke up with a cast
How the color was so flourescent I could taste the aquarel sky
So sweet and satisfying I didn't need to be wondering.... Why
Never shy to get down on the ground and flood it with tears
Standing in awe and watching, as my agonized mood disappears
Things changed with time, but time didn't seem to change with them
Always felt like it wasn't enough to gain the desired wisdom
Covering my face with my palms when all my eyes craved was the world
Like an orange leaf ripped off a tree, I felt like my story's been told
None of the moments I remember as vivid, as I remember the day
And the hour, when I laid in my bed, realizing it all went away

***

[Mr. Skull]

The Talent said my style of writing would hurt cause I don't break up bars in topicals


You are homeless and desperate for food and shelter, tell a story...


My life has turned in to nothing...
...Hustlin' for nothing but the strife I earned
Has me rushin' to run up on something
Cause of gambling debts, I'm rambling next
To garbage cans hoping to find random sets
Of quarters, I used to be...
A big person to say the least..
But lack of things to eat took away the meat
Over mylimbs, I'm fraile...
All I have to live for is a box and paper bag
The paper has...
To be burned in the winter to save my ass
2 jeans, one shirt, and craving cash
...To keep my waiting... lash out
...I'm sick of it...

...maybe it's make sense of my bitterness
...As a little kid I was rich in a literal sense
On some biblical shit, pops was a minister
Into the bible and...
...Sinners don't get remembered cause
The sinister, things we did has fucked
Up our gate to heaven...
...We're stuck on earth as prisoners
I guess this is what I get for the, frickin drugs
Just one snort for me
...Is enough
Pride is injured cause, people try to send they love
By pennies and simple stuff
I cherish it, cause it is too tough
To ball in fact
..Even get a job..
..I have no residence they can all me at
Lie and give em faulty facts, alls intact
On me physically, as long as my skull's attached
One arm won't help me do anything
This city brings misery..
...To men with many dreams
They serve rocks to us itchy fiends
Kitchen things... baking soda
...Wishin what I live is dreams!
But when I wake up, I'm in the same spot
...I can't stop the habit
Or clean my face up
Hard to hold my face up, and play tough
...When the government trynna erase us

Got little kids around assaulting me
...I'ma grown man, no food... what can you offer me??

good shit. uppin

[Cereal_Killer]

Kaybi:
Some of your lines I felt had a certain power behind them, though rhyme wise they weren’t the strongest, it still had a lot of deep emotion coming off them that made it enjoyable. Flow ok to me, some lines where drawn out which made it seem like poetry but in the end I felt that worked for you. All up a good piece but nothing out of the ordinary.

6.6/10

Mr.Skull:
I’ll tell you what at first I was real iffy on your style of writing but I felt you definitely made it your own by doing that, so keep it up. Story was ok it slowly released little bits of info on the homeless guys life, I would have really liked to have seen this longer though. Just some more dark details about his hope breaking and his view on life as an addict, but still a cool piece.
Oh I love the last line – what can you offer me?

7.1/10

Vote – Mr.Skull

[Mac Flow]

above no shows

[Ashen Horse]

Originally Posted by Mac Flow

above no shows

Kaybi I really like that style in how you wrote this piece... something new line after line.... very detailed... and I understand much where you were coming from... it did flow too ... the flow was there... I liked it... I had no real problem with it...

Skull... your writing style is different... I liked the way you told a story... it was going great... but as I was reading along... the verse ended... when it was going... it went good... but it just seemed to be not enough... and ended too too prematurely... I read it twice

vote=Kaybi... by a pretty good bit... his story was well developed I got a sense of where he was coming from... Skull's verse stopped way too short.

[BusterHymen]

Vote Skull

I read both twice. And I got to say that in the end I was just feeling Skull a little more. this was was a close one to decide on and I think he edged it out with his story. Kay came nice, I think his imagery was strong and that his flow was there. I enjoyed reading it. But I liked the way that Skull slowly slid in things about the man in his verse. His story was good and I enjoyed the meaning that seemed to be behind it.

uppin for votes

1-2 uppin for votes

[Khôi NguJin]

Kaybi, i liked the verse. it was a nice introspective with lots of emotions conveyed.

Lotta nice one liners, but especially this one..

"When friends were my friends, and not something I was supposed to have
When I wasn't afraid of my smile, and to break a silent room with a laugh"

the first one really speaks volumes. U came nice on this with a pretty catchy scheme, but the flow could use some work. A nicely written verse here. Props.

Mr.Skull..another nice verse, i liked this. Flow was really good, and you held a story keepin' me attenative. kind an easy way out, cos these type of things are played. still it was a cool story.

v.Kaybi cos he had the content, - i think this could go either way. tough call though. good match.

[Mac Flow]

Skull didn't post his links

Kaybi wins