WEEK SEVEN CONTENDERS MATCH: FRAZE 2-0 vs DIABLO 2-0 DIABLO WINS

fraze · 01-18-2021, 11:48 PM

All the worlds a stage, I’ll take my bow before the curtains closed,
Engaged to hold the glow, around the globe, they herd in droves.
Steer clear of the assholes, hold my nose and throw the golden lasso
Truth be told, we hope we don’t get what’s deserved, but what we ask for
Trudging forward through life’s commotion, fast asleep with eyes wide open,
Downtrodden, unprepared, these stepped on squares delight in being chosen,
Left to our own devices, grappling with our plight in dark of knight
Wrong or right, these meager pawns are sacrificed for slight promotions
Everything that lives must die, everything that dies must live
Don’t fret or fight or wonder why you’re taken, it’s your time to give

Profane gestures from jaded jester pro at feigning mockery
Lost composure, no composer, couldn’t score it properly
My play’s a proper comedy... my normalcy’s anomaly
My norm is high performance, so of course I source the bombest weed,
Demolish greens, smiling like the beams from my polished ring,
I tower on the scene like the domicile of titan teens
Powerful properties, so I stay strong armed like robberies
Big fish in any pond, the food chain stops with me
Bald ambition schemes to see the globe in my clutches.
King of all that I survey, that’s everything the light touches

So I’m making hay while the sun shines.
Got something big in line, and plenty time to let it unwind.
Reached pinnacle heights, but I’m the cynical type
Don’t claim that I peaked, I’m just beginning to fight
Send your superman, I got a plan and won’t panic,
He lives in a glass house, so I’ll throw stones from his home planet
And yet it ends in contradiction. My definition is my opposition.
Found defeat in victory, my loneliness without contrition
My hands hold the proof that all justice has died
Tied myself to the nearest star, now I’m ready to fly

01-18-2021, 11:48 PM	#5
fraze Senior Member Join Date: Mar 2013 Location: Louisville, KY Posts: 972 Battle Record: 14-24 Rep Power: 32898726	All the worlds a stage, I’ll take my bow before the curtains closed, Engaged to hold the glow, around the globe, they herd in droves. Steer clear of the assholes, hold my nose and throw the golden lasso Truth be told, we hope we don’t get what’s deserved, but what we ask for Trudging forward through life’s commotion, fast asleep with eyes wide open, Downtrodden, unprepared, these stepped on squares delight in being chosen, Left to our own devices, grappling with our plight in dark of knight Wrong or right, these meager pawns are sacrificed for slight promotions Everything that lives must die, everything that dies must live Don’t fret or fight or wonder why you’re taken, it’s your time to give Profane gestures from jaded jester pro at feigning mockery Lost composure, no composer, couldn’t score it properly My play’s a proper comedy... my normalcy’s anomaly My norm is high performance, so of course I source the bombest weed, Demolish greens, smiling like the beams from my polished ring, I tower on the scene like the domicile of titan teens Powerful properties, so I stay strong armed like robberies Big fish in any pond, the food chain stops with me Bald ambition schemes to see the globe in my clutches. King of all that I survey, that’s everything the light touches So I’m making hay while the sun shines. Got something big in line, and plenty time to let it unwind. Reached pinnacle heights, but I’m the cynical type Don’t claim that I peaked, I’m just beginning to fight Send your superman, I got a plan and won’t panic, He lives in a glass house, so I’ll throw stones from his home planet And yet it ends in contradiction. My definition is my opposition. Found defeat in victory, my loneliness without contrition My hands hold the proof that all justice has died Tied myself to the nearest star, now I’m ready to fly