12. SacriFICE (13-2) vs. 11. Infinite Truth (44-12) = Damn Good Match of the Week

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  1. TaLi RodrigueZ

    TaLi RodrigueZ Washed Up Rapper...

    Apr 5, 2002



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  2. SacriFICE

    SacriFICE TRUspeak

    Jul 13, 1999
    Good luck, checking in.
  3. Infinite Truth

    Infinite Truth ...scatterboxx rocks.

    Aug 25, 2000
  4. SacriFICE

    SacriFICE TRUspeak

    Jul 13, 1999

    Kill Time: God's Vengeance

    When we talk to God, we're praying. When God talks to us, we're schizophrenic.
    -Lily Tomlin

    I kneel to pray, feel the daze... it comes to seal my fate.
    Before God's answer has a chance to heal the pain.
    So revealing veins the needle's tip, it reaches skin.
    Releasing this, liquid into my system I see the mist.
    Reading scriptures I ease the twitch, I need a fix.
    Walking the streets screaming, by people I'm seen as sick.
    But they haven't seen the shit I've seen it's been a frequent mix
    of evil and death. The demons connect the triple six.
    Loading the pistol with a bullet clip, take a simple trip
    across the street to my dealer who tried some foolishness.
    Slide inside the room he's in and try to shoot him quick.
    Maneuvering exuberant, the bullet missed and I approached.
    Mumbled some words, stuck the barrel inside his throat.
    He kind of choked, the look of fear in his eyes
    He tried to joke, but I provoked a serious crime.
    He struggled to turn;
    the heat from the gun on his tongue must've burned.
    The struggle adjourned, I felt the initial impact,
    Instant death, I could tell from the pistol's kick back.
    In contemplation and oscillation, the mind debates with
    A conquered nation's sovereign patience
    To rebuild, historical operations and proper design
    Operative binds with positive times
    It’s not as ominous, blind listening closely
    Shine glistening, hoping, mind blistering openly
    Vines, whispering sky ward, toward the Gods
    They ask as soon you collapse, of course you tried...

    Man has to suffer. When he has no real afflictions, he invents some.
    Jose Marti

    I choose a blade to shake the world, but leave the moon in place.
    I feel as if I move in space, so I choose a pace,
    arrange the reasons to change the seasons.
    Watch as hatred leaves the human race defeated,
    as it faces demons. Now the hate increases... murder?
    It's nature speaking to my brain in sequence,
    nurtured from the grace of heathens.
    The fervor of impatient demons breaches my power of will.
    My mind succumbs to the desires of
    the mindless thug that devours and kills.
    I chose the reasons, the intent to keep the tension free.
    Instead of peace though, I tread the streets
    selecting me a different enemy.
    A serious deprivation of medication
    feeling the levitation, it's separating my head and feet.
    The addiction to kill perpetuates my energies.
    Instead of peace, I creep again, the sweetest stench of murder,
    a permanent death completed, amongst the pathetic weak.
    The voices my head releases, speak of my destiny.
    The next eve approaches, I aim for people
    with dreams and hopes and leave them broken.
    I'm plain and lethal, is it the fault of mine?
    My father died in an awful crime, murdered after
    he walked the line, the mile, and the last steps he took
    before he lost his life...
    Now my own capital punishment is in effect.
    Disaster and destruction with a minute left.
    The device restricts my chest and neck
    The fright is swift and then, a single flash.
    The minute passed and as I disconnect,
    I witness death, and instant regret.

    The pitch dark was thick, my heart was ripped apart
    The mist was grabbing my wrist, I had to resist
    the sharp twist cracking my ribs, and that wasn't it
    A random antebellum state, I elevate
    and tell the fate of those who dwell in hate.

  5. Infinite Truth

    Infinite Truth ...scatterboxx rocks.

    Aug 25, 2000
    my verse is written.
    just way too long. will edit it in here within the next hour or two.
    good luck sacrifice.
    i'll read your shit once i post it.
  6. Infinite Truth

    Infinite Truth ...scatterboxx rocks.

    Aug 25, 2000
    "a life altering street pharmaceutical".

    i just awoke to blackness, thin blankets & a broken mattress.
    last i remember, i was strung out off coke & acid.
    i feel like shit, & i think it’s safe to say i’m an idiot.
    i’m still fucking shaking & quivering
    from taking like 30 lines- some ‘caine & some ritalin.
    plus i’m still baked... but i’m aching & shivering.
    fuck faith, i’m praying a stimulant will help to ease the pain,
    & maybe diminish it.
    i’m stuck, colder than a mermaid in the trenches of arctic waters.
    shit, last night i was tripping so bad i thought i was a prophet martyr.
    i was debating the meaning of life with my girl’s lip gloss twinkles.
    after which, i serenaded the moon with merrily christmas jingles.

    where the fuck am i now? it’s gotta be a crackhouse or something.
    but i’m stoned & i’m getting paranoid that this might be some sort of dungeon,
    ‘cuz there’s a flickering neon bulb that’s hanging above my head,
    & the only door i see is marked- painted with a crimson “x”.
    i might still be tripping. hell, i’m probably dreaming.
    but it feels too realistic with the thick smoke clogging my breathing.

    for as long as i can remember, i’ve done drugs to examine my conscience.
    the proof’s in the canvas off darkness- psychadelic & therapeutic
    something to trip or get off to, & otherwise it’s useless.
    cuz drugs serve as sunshine- my anti-psychotic.
    & now i’m standing here coughing,
    lungs clogged by cancerous toxins.
    & so my nose starts to bleed red, a usually-luscious substance.
    nothing except sheets to wipe it with.
    & i usually like the drip, but this is fucking disgusting.

    i’m usually cocky- pick up girls just to try new shit.
    a movie & coffee; we can do some lines of blow,
    & have sex all night to my music.
    the type to sniff coke with a benjamin bill, rolled tight & straight.
    stuff it up my nose & sniff, & then blow smoke right in your face
    but now...
    now i feel like a coward- leaned against the corner, crying.
    feels like my lungs have collapsed; this really is mortifying.

    it’s a daily thing, & it’ll haunt my memory forever in time.
    but coke addiction wakes me every morning, readily lined.
    i get up & shower & cut the powdered amphetimine fine.
    heavenly divine- like jedi mind, it steadily shines.
    so now i look to the moon’s light as hope,
    casting its shadow through a window, & onto this crackhouse’s carpet.
    i need my winter clothes- i’m fucking cold.
    the shit i wore to deals on shady corners, with my cap down in the darkness.
    but life really got me good here- it laid the smack down on my carcass.

    a past with white painted black my better tomorrows.
    crushed by the pressure & sorrow, my emotions are kept in the bottle.
    & so i get up to move, tremble & swallow & push forth the door.
    pitch black, but i’m hearing voices for the first time, & what’s more...
    i see the moon in its entirety, its shining beam seen on a distant floor.
    i’m worn from burnt lungs, but i move slowly in its direction.
    & as i walk, it’s clear these drugs have tired my bony, skinny complexion.

    a sudden head rush. fuck. i feel my brain chemicals scatter
    into kaleidoscopes & acid-trips of tie-dyed incredible patterns.

    i sober back to normality- i feel mentally prepared & enlivened.
    i see the moon, but what a minute;
    it begins to swirl- it’s a spotlight shine, & it’s momentarily blinding.
    the voices gather, & a louder voice begins begin to speak:
    ”you are all on a life altering street pharmaceutical,
    suitable for all ages.
    it’s a new reality tv show on nbc.”

    topic- you're starring on a reality TV show
  7. macmilimeterhyms

    macmilimeterhyms Product of the 80s

    Aug 14, 2002
    you both started off really nice thats for sure.

    sacrifice- your multies were good although some seemed unnecessary. storylines were good but not clearly relevant to eachother. your flow had a Nas like feel to it and i was definately on beat with it, nice work on that. but your ending wasn't that good and left me with a weak impression going into Infinite's verse. you did win in the storyline department in my opinion though.

    Infinite- your verse had great descriptive imagery and I credit you for that. your content was not really a story, more or less a first person experience of someone on a lot of drugs which was interesting but you didn't go into enough depth about the hallucinations or feelings of dissociation that would have really made this great. your 6th verse was out of syncronization with the rest of the bars but besides for that, your work is about equal to sacrifices. this was definately a good read and I think this battle can easily go in your favor, but my vote is for sacrifice this week

  8. DiC GeTs GuLLy

    DiC GeTs GuLLy Hello

    Feb 26, 2005
    thanks for showing... don't forget to vote
  9. SacriFICE

    SacriFICE TRUspeak

    Jul 13, 1999
  10. Got Life?

    Got Life? Resident Megalomaniac

    Aug 3, 2005

    Regardless of whatever issues I may have had with you, it's whatever this was a good piece of writing...there are to many times though where you simply sacrifice content in order to get your scheme across more and to me that honestly makes the piece something that rhymes well, but doesn't really say to much as far as the content goes.


    The pictures you painted here were genuine...not only that, but the imagery was raw and it had me feeling like I was really in dudes shoes right there...maybe it's because i've fucked with yak, but w/e...this piece shined because of the way you brought it all together and the way every line painted an image in my head.

    Very nicely done on both ends, but my personal preference in writing style leans my vote towards IT.
  11. SacriFICE

    SacriFICE TRUspeak

    Jul 13, 1999
    I'll save this for when the voting ends.
  12. ConstantFlows

    ConstantFlows New Member

    Nov 10, 2001
    Sp I've been mulling this oneover while watching tv and simultaniously trying to read pain and hellrza raise hell and pain my eyes somewhat...and this is a bitch to decide u both just read off-key to me

    In different ways of course

    Sac -- I'm almost intriged in seeing what a low-rhyme/crisp piece would be from you because sometimes u rhyme things that don't need to be rhymed, or you reuse a word to rhyme and, that irks me, personally, but the rest of the time you're usually on point...of course flow isn't anything, but there are other things that irk me too like the blade...motif? That I see you use a lot. Name the fucking blade already, I swear its like your excalibur sword or some shit. But seriously the story, though minorly convuluted (did I use minorly correctly?) was alright however I feel u spent to much time on the build up and not enough time on the downfall....very weird feelings about your verse

    IT -- I think 3 verses are based on drugs this week, is someone handing out crack? Well I must say the end of the verse was a nice twist and the repetition about the moom and how it changed into the spotlight, however as with most drug pieces the imagery felt unfocused(though strong), maybe because you were trying to distract the aim of the piece, maybe because that's how it just is when ur drugged (ok well I know how it feels to be drugged but still)....it jus semed like it wasn't executed efficently enough
    Like there was no focus to the storyline jus a bunch of drugged out emotions

    Vote sacrifice, this one could swing either way, and to be honest it doesn't feel like both a games were here however this was still a very close battle
  13. Resolute God

    Resolute God Kingdom Come, You Ready?

    Nov 8, 2006
    Woah, dope to see I.T turn up to be fair...

    Sac, again I felt this one was better than your Murder, Death, Kill drop. This wasnt as abstract, but I cant help but agree with Pent that I'd love to see you tackle something that boasts a basic rhyme, and with a storyline behind it. That versatility would add acres to your game man. You've obviously found a forumla, and goddamn does it work, but it wouyld be interesting to see you try something different. Something new. Nah'm saying?! I also disagree with pent about the rouse of rhyme, where you follow on to the next one. I think thats pretty dope how you can bounce the scheme around like that, Nas does it, and I was always impressed when he did it to. Lol. Must be a matter of personal preference I guess ..

    Infinite - Dope as fuck to see you back here where you belong man. Pretty tight verse, you can see the rust creep in in certain parts, but this wasnt bad by any means. The similie with the mermaid in artic waters was sick! Haha .. I still think were a while off seeing you at full capacity, but given the room - and the time - to knock some of that rust off, you're gonna be a really hot contender in the league again. The flow to your drop perhaps wasnt as on-point as Sac brought, but what definately gave you the edge here is the storytelling aspect over his more abstract topical verse. Personally, I prefferred Sac's, he was just more sonsistent and more polished OVERALL than i felt you were here, but that said - Credit where its due - You took him toi the fucking wire on this one man. I've read through this time and time again pover the past hour with plusses and minuses on both, he just got the nod by like.. a 2 points on the rating scale I use. Lol. My votes with Sac here, but its nice to see you back man. Hit me up.
  14. SD-11

    SD-11 The Iron Curtain

    Oct 3, 2006
    aight, nice battle...

    Flow: SAC...great flow...good to see u back to ur old style...

    Multies:umm..TIE..both came with some really nice multies..good job..

    Vocab: SAC..great vocab, u both had some nice vocab but sac took it by a hair..

    Imagery: TIe...

    Overall ima go wit SAC on this 1...its good to see him back to his old style...Infinite, u started off nicely but i think ur flow fell off at the end...good job though both..nice battle..


  15. .:Pain:.

    .:Pain:. Futurely J. Keeper

    Dec 4, 2005
    Sac - I mean, your rhymes were amazing, but flow was sacraficed (no pun intended). That shit annoys more than anything else. Unfortunately, since a lot of the multis were kind of forced, or came of that way, your content suffered as well. All in all, this was an amazing piece of RHYMING, but honestly, the rest just didn't impress you, I've seen a lot better from you.

    IT - Homie, you really need to shorten them lines up, that shit was ridiculous for me to try and flow. It really was the same thing as Sac, great rhyme scheme, at the sacrafice of content and flow, however, I didn't think you sacraficed your content as much as he did, and that's why you get my vote.

    Vote - IT...
  16. Annihilation

    Annihilation CLAUS HOUSE

    Mar 17, 2003
    Sac it to me, baby.
  17. DiC GeTs GuLLy

    DiC GeTs GuLLy Hello

    Feb 26, 2005
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