03-05-2018, 08:23 PM | #1 |
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WEEK IX:Woke vs Candy[WOKE WINS]
Season 8 Verses are due FRIDAY at 11:59 PM EST Voting ends SUNDAY at 11:59 PM EST Verses may not exceed 48 lines or 650 words Voting on 3 battles is required. Topic: http://www.netcees.org/showthread.php?t=126253 @Woke vs @Candy Goodluck! Last edited by Inno; 03-12-2018 at 08:26 AM. |
03-05-2018, 10:51 PM | #2 |
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03-06-2018, 08:35 AM | #3 |
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03-07-2018, 11:38 AM | #4 |
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..Paper https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KDwsBv-jjQU Boy.. *VICTIM* Asleep out victim ran, run as if it was a system of sand strummed from hair to air of their, their i once was hung.. in option of from out of sleep, asleep or not i ran suspend by straps, slumped down and inflicted in a decision it just could not out hunch if i did run to ran even in instinct of the extinct for no reason youuuuuu could expunge.................... the shiloute sinking beneathe baracades of decade i prey on only for on as a slave if we where to shake, shake the history gaven grave in the first place too lunge a step too step to step asleep at once victim of step at all i clutch depending on the hole that attached junked twitching as nerve it can bunch.. yet oh so yet, i let it bleed as foward even of march time none.. a fist dripped of drape it splashe's in place of out of my way dust, moisture and the sure of things to come..... UNDER and Between All she hold's holy of merry she cum's unseen of beneath and in blunder of i could squeeze more through the mind of this young.. But to say that, in only saying that a message of mass, oh dear little knuckle's of brass i have embraced, embarassed by the exact dialated trash foresaken amongst attempt to pass.. The word of spoken, you speak has already been it has already seen it has already dreamt it's last dream too dream, if it was too dream at all being the hollow from repeat before what could be compare in me.. of me alone, lonely under only dream of what could have been, if you where to regoginze proceed.. to believe thought is thought you have breached... A story of guidance, where only immitate survives, a boy and a girl crosspaths of their own against I, i whom is why they would survive.. with their whited out black eye's red.. with pores pored from deformed report as possibility before a step to claim as paw at all even if before my breath breathed in said.. ONLY a question is the story of if they pull the trigger or not in thought cojoined in disfigured by fate unfigured of what non-disguised for i am the lie, that lies between the unseen might that might be open in turn tear to question in thought their venture without pressure where in point out point this girl only skin's lesser for more beyhond the smoke, steam and whistle of push past this pasture to claim beyhond I stroke I stroke I stroke simply to stroke my own seperate the same as the girl boy before i only may place myself at this bridge briagde fallacy of felloship paradox paralized penats and pendants siezed to shone.. how we could of came about not apart once.. through out the thrown out built castle these mungrals mangle this girl, she hurls her hair in air for the trigger reaction craddles the same fear The story was never was is in its intentions, for the weapon is unseen in the depth of these chidlren beneath direction the lost of the lost.. the disregaurded never assumed of forgotten *PLOW just unwanted apparently from apprant i am correct for missing the shute As i watch the gun before their feet OF want always was wanted WANT NONE? only blood well you can stay before your house of dolls doll loved in what was once you i strummed.. tink tink tink *dang i i i..... .... .. you fall for fall only because fallen Iam compare at all Dolls short of idol/idle but blindside supplied in viral i... i.. i fowwwwwwwwwwwoosh *clunk As picks up the gun, a golden print of no more she ponders, for i am the sure in sure things to come.. *kadunk kadunk crunch bang* under to up i stand amongst
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03-09-2018, 10:16 AM | #5 |
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Two lips pucker, succulent hymns A couple stuck within limbs They’re struggles intense Muffled breaths draw short, rugged imprints Love at first sight, bursting twilight Fireworks ablaze, breaking day while in night They drift away within life, afraid but alive Taking fire by arrow, cupid grazed either side Damage is done, Love struck by a gun A pair has begun being spun into one Tied by the tongue They first met with seagulls cawing demands He’d been gnawing off hands, Killing time via walks in the sand Skipping stones upstream, lost in a trance Summer rays kissing boredom away He found love by the beachside that day Mary-Jane was his boo, but now Crystal came through Changing circadian rhythm, leaving chakra aloof The price of love soars, he’s high as a cloud Blowing plumes right out from inside of his mouth In the sixties, love was dirt cheap Herpes were currency paid per the sheet But no HE He fell in love with her being But times change, and the price of love surged from the floor Paying hefty for less left him cursing for more So he complained the only way he saw fit Hit 9-1-1 to bitch about the prices that hit the sky in a rocket When they, came Jewelry was his profit A shiny new pair of wrist watch lockets TOPIC: Last edited by Woke; 03-09-2018 at 10:26 AM. |
03-10-2018, 06:08 AM | #6 |
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wow that was good I liked Wokes verse a lot... he did a really good job tying in the topic that was really interesting his story... don't know not much else to say about it... I really liked what he did with that verse though as for candy I couldn't really understand what she was going for... I thought her topic was a bit too long there weren't many rhymes some of the wording felt off... don't know it was alright I guess but for me I just enjoyed this dudes Wokes verse more... so yeah...
vote: Woke
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03-11-2018, 10:00 PM | #7 |
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candy - wtf? You lost.
Woke - very nice. The piece moved at a nice pace. Lots of imagery that complimented the overarching theme. Ultimately it was the subtlety of the verse that got me. Although that one rocket line was wack. Vote - woke. @Candy quit playing around. Ur too nice to not share ur work, hoe. |
03-12-2018, 08:25 AM | #8 |
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