57. what so ever 0-0 vs. 58. D FLOW 0-0 vs. 59. Ruthless MiC 0-0

Discussion in 'The Rapmusic Storytelling/Topical League' started by Omen, Jul 12, 2003.

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  1. Omen

    Omen O Luh Da Kids

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  2. Ruthless Mic

    Ruthless Mic New Member

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    in...

    You've been murdered. After death you have a chance to come back and do what you feel needs done..so what would that be? Tell someone or do something yourself? Room for creativity...
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  3. What So Ever

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    Media and press keep bothering you, stalking you, though you know it's there job you've had enough. Explain what they did to make you angry and what retaliation you have instore for them.

    Good luck
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  4. Ruthless Mic

    Ruthless Mic New Member

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    The Murder
    I was on my way back from my friend's funeral, needed to stop at a gas station-
    For no reason at all, I was fast-pacing to get home, the funeral had a sad cremation-
    I pulled up to a tank, stepped out of my car and slipped in a puddle of blood-
    The path led into the gas station office, i followed it with little scuddled trust-
    I stepped to the door, and pushed it open, where I noticed a man hanging from the ceiling-
    I panicked, then suddenly the door shut behind me, something pierced my skin, among breathing-
    I fell to the floor face first, rolled over and saw a man with a scrunched up face-
    I saw the dark eyes and the gleem on his face, he suddenly then swung the mace-
    It struck my disrupted face, I fell once again to see the light dropping, then-
    I suddenly realized who the man was, now that i'm dead, his name was Jonathan-

    Revenge
    I was struck by a bolt of lightning, no pain was felt, not that i'm dead-
    Dam the knife & mace reall hurt, i wouldve rather let him inject lead-
    Into my good for nothing head, anyways...I'm a ghost and got things to do-
    I crossed swollen members of his crew, picked em off by groups of two-
    I began following Jonathan all around until he went to his house-
    He walked into a room by the backyard and shut the door, I aroused-
    Looked in the closet, found his spouse, dry skinned, it wa sher death-
    I was disgusted from what I saw, I then felt like I'd run-
    But i'm not alive anymore, so I went to where Jonathan was-
    I walked through the door and saw him writing stuff down, I hovered-
    I glanced at the paper and saw a list of names for him to kill, now in bliss-
    It read; People to kill, Joseph, greg, followed by his very own brother-
    Then I saw a name that brought me down to the cold ground-
    Alyssa, my girlfriend was on his list, I should attack now-
    But as I was slouched down mesmerizing, he was out the door-
    I lost him, dam, I could've picked him of now, I'm on the floor-

    I was hovering down the streets of jersey, ened ed up at my girl's house, she was doing curtsies-
    Practicing for her ballet competition, then she fell to her knees crying, im sorry this had to happen ms.breatherless-
    I was sitting in the chair next to her bed, watching her cry-
    Then a loud crash was heard from downstairs, i then implied-
    She wiped her face and got up, she opened her door and looked down the steps-
    I got up petrified, took a step towards her and i saw her hot breath-
    Jonathan came running up the stairs quickly and he tackled my girl-
    I ran up quickly and kicked him in his head, knocked him out, then the cops came-
    They busted down the door and cuffed my girl, I was confused, they thought that she killed him, pain-

    The ending was a lil scuffled i know but im doing shit all week, i had to post now, keystyle...​

    edit for font changes.
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  5. What So Ever

    What So Ever New Member

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    I thought it was the rollers, outside during the morning getting my paper
    Five-Ohh on the front lawn telling me stand there and get my hands up
    How the get the warrant when Judge Judy was upstairs already with her pants off
    Mills Lane in the cellar, rocking a leather bondage mask restrains with hand cuff
    But I wake up, realize that was beyond the materialistic dreams of late
    The lights really, set off by the cameras, molding my image the media made
    Marionette for your cable television, y’all tell control even my motor skills
    I walk, talk, think, how you want, no opinions unless I get permission from you
    My bathroom bugged, I don’t even have privacy while shower and shitting
    My last time masturbating was more of a conjugal visit, and I’m sick of it…
    I tried to speak but yall stalk my shadows down avenues of uncharted waters
    As if I was writing my own life, inkwell dried up, and I’m no longer my author
    Or is it that I’m just a puppet, not knowing what the blueprints unfolds
    How can I Utter my feelings they are not in my control, until I’m told to do so
    I grew so I could be my own man dignified in every aspect, but what happened
    I wanted the glitz glamour and fame, but the rest I guess comes without asking
    My life was planned perfectly; I was going retire before the age of fifty three…
    …Two can play at this game, don’t think I haven’t been warming up for weeks
    Let’s go for a jog down memory lane, hopefully over hundred of you follow me
    Y’all got to Diane, but she was an easy target, but even my dick is out of reach
    Now it’s me verse the media, no sign of life for over a half a mile
    Y’all got lost in my trail, and no turning back now
    Can’t see through the upper canopy and lose your feet in the forest floor
    I’ll take you some where, where no one famous has even gone before
    Might get your feet wet, and your clothes might have stains in them
    Just notify your family that you won’t be home for dinner
    Twenty Thousand Leagues into the backlands of North Dakota
    And before it’s over, y’all will forgot about stepping on my lawn again…
    …It’s the break of dawn, I peer into the horizon and I lost almost all of them
    Either gave up, killed by the wilderness, but it’s to early to call it quits
    Stalk me to my death, I’ll take them all to my grave with me
    Been through the mountains, and the terrains will change even more quickly
    This nothing compared to what how the masses and viewers depict me
    Discovery Channel and or Animal Planet will have the first live telebroadcast
    The lives of millions, will change, all for a laugh
    I set traps for the media moguls to go through, but will fail in the end
    Ambushed with poisonous darts, unexpected holes, loss of limbs
    Too think, everyone who saw this, knows the source of this…
    After this clearing of fields a waterfall, will be nearing my view
    I hope they learned the swim, while airing “The View”
    One hundred feet down, and my stunt man is shooting a different movie
    In Hollywood, jumping out of planes seconding as Gary Busey
    I reach the edge, of what could be the beginning of the end
    It didn’t have to happen this way, if cameras weren’t implanted in my bed
    I take one look back, see a few left in my glorified past
    I wouldn’t take it all back, the jag, the bags or Money, and the Leer jet
    Since the last time I been real was in 87, for Xmas I got an erector set
    I leaped…
    One thing y’all forgot to wrote was my obituary, sucks done it
    If you succeed, and think you have it all, try running from it
    If it follows you, keep running, don’t step into my shoes
    The move script, couldn’t predict what I did do!!!!!!
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  6. Ruthless Mic

    Ruthless Mic New Member

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    you had 56 lines...
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  7. What So Ever

    What So Ever New Member

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    its posted as 50 some odd..but written as 52 in word document
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  8. Resilient.

    Resilient. .. . ..

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    .. ^ Over No Shows
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  9. Flow Da HoloGraff

    Flow Da HoloGraff Fuck Up!

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    both verses were kind of off flow ... ur sentences are full or detail but too drawn out ... try condencing and using multis ...

    vote - whatsoever - his was at least funny
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  10. Ruthless Mic

    Ruthless Mic New Member

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    his was atleast funny? wtf
    topicals arent supposed to be funny.
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  11. Flow Da HoloGraff

    Flow Da HoloGraff Fuck Up!

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    ask me about it later ... i'm not gonna sway votes
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  12. Ruthless Mic

    Ruthless Mic New Member

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    if you close it as he wins with a count of 1-0 this board is really gay.
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  13. Text

    Text Dot Dash

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    Aight both verse's could of been better flow wise, other than that this match was'nt too bad, i was'nt to keen on whatsoever's story to be honest, it had humour which was cool but he did'nt take a serious aprouch to the topic, in my opinion ruthless mic edged this, better story.

    vote- Ruthless mic
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  14. Resilient.

    Resilient. .. . ..

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    I'll be the deciding vote, Like it or not.

    Both weren't that great.

    t'so Ever - You had a decent verse with some humor. But just humor doesn't win. Your flow was choppy, and an effective RSTL verse usually goes around on a serious tip, like Text said above. You had an aight storyline, and it wasn't that great of a read.

    Ruth'Mic - Decent verse as well. Flow could've been a little better, so work on that. Imagery wasn't there, but you had a nice storyline which gave you the wni in thie battle.

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    Winner: Ruthless Mic 1-0
    Loser: What So Ever 0-1

    -Weez
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