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    Posted: 14 December 2016 at 8:33pm
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Topic = Running out of time
Deadline = Midnight, TWO weeks from today
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Direct Link To This Post Posted: 29 December 2016 at 6:15am
Running Out Of Time

In sync with the clock, ears locked on a leaky faucet
hearing "tick tock drip drop"with no way to stop it
a constant noise in the background breaks an awkward silence
his conscience causes flashbacks filling the void with violence
screeching victims like violins replaying in his head
visions of people screaming, place was painted red
across his spine around his neck kept it bottled up with in
hidden problems back to haunt him surface through his skin
soaking the bed in sweat thoughts rattle in his brain
staring at the ceiling eyes lost in a water stain
a strange feeling unexplained with no proper name
has him losing his mind deranged ,drifting through the windowpane
back to that cold dark ally where the first one was slaughtered 
and his thirst for blood began to flow with the sacrifice he offered
to a voice inside his head whom he believed to be devine 
he strived to satisfy this entity with any chance he'd find
as quickly as he could like he was running out of time 
he did what he was told like his life was on the line
trying to make it trying to save it, there was never enough
always running out of time had to kill it in a rush
he seen time as a thief, taking away those moments he never got to keep
letting it slide through his fingers like worthless pennies in the street
lay those bodies he left for dead ,listening to what the voice said
"Jamie your running out of time again we need to see some blood shed"
"We need a victim everyday to keep the monster in our soul fed"
"your running out of time kid paint this fucking place red"
but Jamie could do nothing curled up on a cold bed
committed for being crazy, he's actually on some strong meds
his bodies numb but he's in agony , still hearing what the voice says

and if the doctors dont fix'em soon he'll be delusional forever
i hope and pray to god they do something to make him better
and they try every thing they can so we cant say they never
See no evil speak no evil silent echo alter ego
inner demon violent beast so
warn the mother fucking people
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Direct Link To This Post Posted: 29 December 2016 at 8:25am
Running out of time

Last night I couldn't sleep the thoughts of it rushin
my brain stormed as the rain stormed with the streets gushing
Flashback to the morning when she gave me this warning
that this is your last chance,better not miss it Johnny
It may sound a bit corny but I don't hate her 
but the stuff she makes me do! wanna obliterate her
She never appreciated how sleepless were my nights
My blood, my sweat just so she could be the highlights
But when all is said and done guess I am just a slave
I may never escape this realm of desire that humans crave
Its just like Dave , no matter how many diamonds you cumulate
the game is never over is it? Its just walkin to another stage
Back to the morning, I feel my eyes mourning 
as a reminder that I better heed her warning
I dress up in my best suit, walk through my front door
Another day, another chance for me to save my boat
Just then she calls and yells with the pitch of her throat
Johnny you bastard , your stupidity just fucked us both
Be here is 15 or the heavens gonna rain on you
then I realize that the next bus leaves in two
So I sprint down the road with wind blowing my face
Every second passed like it was gonna blow in my face
I saw the bus in my sight, it was gonna leave
I screamed, I cried! someone please save me a seat
Phew! That was close but 5 mins later bus crashed
So I got down and dashed and lashed for my way
guess I probably smashed some records on that day
I still had two minutes left or so to pray
Running out of time, reach the reception I say hey

Didn't boss just give you last warning not to be late?
Or do you have some excuse again? Huh Johnny? 

GREAT!! 
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Direct Link To This Post Posted: 30 December 2016 at 2:51am

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In sync with the clock, ears locked on a leaky faucet
hearing "tick tock drip drop"with no way to stop it
a constant noise in the background breaks an awkward silence
his conscience causes flashbacks filling the void with violence
screeching victims like violins replaying in his head
visions of people screaming, place was painted red
across his spine around his neck kept it bottled up with in
hidden problems back to haunt him surface through his skin

This was a pretty nice start, I like the picture your painting here..... I'm eager to read on and see what's happening with the flashback......  Your flow is also on point and it's a smooth read...... good work thus far.....

soaking the bed in sweat thoughts rattle in his brain
staring at the ceiling eyes lost in a water stain
a strange feeling unexplained with no proper name
has him losing his mind deranged ,drifting through the windowpane
back to that cold dark ally where the first one was slaughtered 
and his thirst for blood began to flow with the sacrifice he offered
to a voice inside his head whom he believed to be devine 
he strived to satisfy this entity with any chance he'd find

Bro, I'm loving this drop so far....... This is flowing great and the wording is properly used...... Your imagery here is also on point, I got great vision for this so far....

as quickly as he could like he was running out of time 
he did what he was told like his life was on the line
trying to make it trying to save it, there was never enough
always running out of time had to kill it in a rush
he seen time as a thief, taking away those moments he never got to keep
letting it slide through his fingers like worthless pennies in the street
lay those bodies he left for dead ,listening to what the voice said
"Jamie your running out of time again we need to see some blood shed"

eh, seems like it's starting to fall off.....  Other then the last 2 lines I was losing my visual.....  The flow was still going well, but the imagination was fading here......  Your creativity is starting to slack.....

"We need a victim everyday to keep the monster in our soul fed"
"your running out of time kid paint this fucking place red"
but Jamie could do nothing curled up on a cold bed
committed for being crazy, he's actually on some strong meds
his bodies numb but he's in agony , still hearing what the voice says

and if the doctors dont fix'em soon he'll be delusional forever
i hope and pray to god they do something to make him better
and they try every thing they can so we cant say they never

This started to get your creativity back on point.....  The flow started to get a little shaky, not much but enough to say that it started falling behind......  The last 3 lines wasn't a good choice for an ender either.....  Kind of disappointed me the way you ended it, didn't really give me a good closure....

Overall- The beginning of this piece was raw...... I really enjoyed how you took off and got right into a good story line...... The creativity was great and the flow was nice all the way through, other then a little "Slip" toward the end...... What I don't like about this is how half way through you started losing your imagination it seemed...... Almost like you were going to just rush it, but then you picked it back up and dropped a few more dope lines...... Then your ending came... **SMH**  That disappointed me to be honest..... I was looking for this raw ass finish and it just seemed inadequate to the rest of your verse..... but it wasn't awful, just didn't give that wow to end it..... Overall I'm going to rate this a 7.5/10


AXY

Last night I couldn't sleep the thoughts of it rushin
my brain stormed as the rain stormed with the streets gushing
Flashback to the morning when she gave me this warning
that this is your last chance,better not miss it Johnny
It may sound a bit corny but I don't hate her 
but the stuff she makes me do! wanna obliterate her
She never appreciated how sleepless were my nights
My blood, my sweat just so she could be the highlights

eh, not to great of a start here, hoping to see it pick up.....  Your flow is a little shaky in places.....  Your creativity just don't seem like it's showed up yet.....

But when all is said and done guess I am just a slave
I may never escape this realm of desire that humans crave
Its just like Dave , no matter how many diamonds you cumulate
the game is never over is it? Its just walkin to another stage
Back to the morning, I feel my eyes mourning 
as a reminder that I better heed her warning
I dress up in my best suit, walk through my front door
Another day, another chance for me to save my boat
Just then she calls and yells with the pitch of her throat
Johnny you bastard , your stupidity just fucked us both

Okay, it seems your getting a bit more creative here..... Your flow is still a little shaky, but getting a tad better......  I'm started to picture where this verse is heading so that's good that I'm starting to get an image, that's what the reader should have throughout the verse in a topical drop......

Be here is 15 or the heavens gonna rain on you
then I realize that the next bus leaves in two
So I sprint down the road with wind blowing my face
Every second passed like it was gonna blow in my face
I saw the bus in my sight, it was gonna leave
I screamed, I cried! someone please save me a seat

eh, again this just isn't very creative..... I'm not getting the good image I should be...... You need to use more imagination and try a bit more description in your verse.... The flow isn't working all that great either homie.....  You should work on using multies to increase the level of flow..... Also try not to use the same words......

Phew! That was close but 5 mins later bus crashed
So I got down and dashed and lashed for my way
guess I probably smashed some records on that day
I still had two minutes left or so to pray
Running out of time, reach the reception I say hey

Didn't boss just give you last warning not to be late?
Or do you have some excuse again? Huh Johnny? 

GREAT!! 

I'm sorry to sound like a broken record, but your imagination just didn't show...... This ending wasn't good and didn't do anything for me....

Overall-  Not a favorite at all....  Your imagination just didn't show in this verse and the creativity was lacking badly..... The flow was shaky in a few places, so try working with that......  As soon as you started painting a decent picture in my head I read a little more and lost it..... I don't believe you took a good route on this topic..... This verse just didn't do much for me homie, work on being more creative with your topics..... 5/10


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Slip:  Your opening two bars showed to me how much you improved with your basic scheme and writing ability in general.  Your flow has also come a long way.  I lived how you compared the leaky faucet to the clock ticking.  Props on that.  Then you followed it up with 2 more bars that really just was worded nicely.  You stuck to the topic and the flow was very nice.  You have my attention.  your next bar though the rattle in his brain water stain I lost the flow.  You hit a bumper with this one.  You stepped it up with the slaughter bar when it comes to the flow.  The story is losing a bit of its gusto for me at this point.  Your next couple bars brought me back in a bit but I feel like they were a bit of filler lines.  I was feeling the worthless pennies line though.  That was clever.  the soul fed line was pretty nice.  Flow wise and the way you brought the story back to life for me was great.  For the rest of the verse it a vast improvement on previous shit I have read from you.  You have really stepped your shit up and I'm so happy to see that.  In my opinion the voice in the head type concept has been done.  You need to step outside the box a bit more when it comes to story telling.  Use your imagination you can come up with any type of story you want.  You don't have to be so cliche'.  But overall a lot of improvement you should be happy with this and I look forward to seeing your future topicals.


Axy:  sup homie its been a while....Your opening bar was ok.  I liked how you tried to use the internals with rain storm brain storm even tho it was the same the flow benefitted from it.  Your next bar didn't rhyme at all.  I know there is a language barrier so I will give you the benefit of the doubt.  your next bar you try to do "her and her".  You really need to step outside the simplistic thinking of writing and just take a chance you know what I mean?  Now the nights highlights bit could of been worde so much better to make the flow come in full force.  Axy you gt some talented text heads around you, you need to start taking their advice.  hit me up if ya want.   The realm of desire that humans crave is what you need to be focusing on.   That's what you need to be practicing.  The imagery and the wording.  The way you paint a picture with your words for the reader.  Further on down ya verse I just lost interest.  I feel the story became stagnant and not interesting.  Now your ending seemed like you were using some of your so called creative juices.  You had a story format but the wording is way off.  Hit me up anytime if you want some tips.

MVGT: Slip...I mean it was a much clearer story and he is really taking tips and becoming to be a topical writer on here that people take notice to..  Axy you improved a bit but you have a lot to work on.  I mean it when I say hit me up anytime.  But Slip took this with everything I said above.




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OK guys one question though,are you both fed up yet with battling each other..lol.


Slip..


In sync with the clock, ears locked on a leaky faucet
hearing "tick tock drip drop"with no way to stop it
a constant noise in the background breaks an awkward silence
his conscience causes flashbacks filling the void with violence
screeching victims like violins replaying in his head
visions of people screaming, place was painted red
across his spine around his neck kept it bottled up with in
hidden problems back to haunt him surface through his skin
soaking the bed in sweat thoughts rattle in his brain
staring at the ceiling eyes lost in a water stain
a strange feeling unexplained with no proper name
has him losing his mind deranged ,drifting through the windowpane

(straight off the bat you've opened up here with some real nice imagery,the inclusion
of the clock/faucet and their sounds was creative also,the next lines that followed
were also well delivered,I like the fact that as a reader I'm being drawn in here,I thought you did well with the indirect and detached words aswell,like the screeching of violins/
water stain,you so had a good tempo that, heightened this segment too..)

back to that cold dark ally where the first one was slaughtered
and his thirst for blood began to flow with the sacrifice he offered
to a voice inside his head whom he believed to be devine
he strived to satisfy this entity with any chance he'd find
as quickly as he could like he was running out of time
he did what he was told like his life was on the line
trying to make it trying to save it, there was never enough
always running out of time had to kill it in a rush
he seen time as a thief, taking away those moments he never got to keep
letting it slide through his fingers like worthless pennies in the street

(in this segment the pace seemed to be ramped up some,the wording became more
forceful also,you still managed to keep the direction going,again keeping with what
works as a concept the time element is again a key in this segment,the biding if you
like,plus it started to pick up again with the imagery towards the end here in this part..)


lay those bodies he left for dead ,listening to what the voice said
"Jamie your running out of time again we need to see some blood shed"
"We need a victim everyday to keep the monster in our soul fed"
"your running out of time kid paint this fucking place red"
but Jamie could do nothing curled up on a cold bed
committed for being crazy, he's actually on some strong meds
his bodies numb but he's in agony , still hearing what the voice says

and if the doctors dont fix'em soon he'll be delusional forever
i hope and pray to god they do something to make him better
and they try every thing they can so we cant say they never

(this was also good,a little bit of a back story too,the vibe/tempo still being busy here,the imagery threw off a tortured soul in a constant struggle with his demons,
I liked it on the whole,personally though I would've ended it there and left the last
little segment out about the DR trying fix him,anyways we'll done, I enjoyed the read..)


Axy..


Last night I couldn't sleep the thoughts of it rushin
my brain stormed as the rain stormed with the streets gushing
Flashback to the morning when she gave me this warning
that this is your last chance,better not miss it Johnny
It may sound a bit corny but I don't hate her
but the stuff she makes me do! wanna obliterate her
She never appreciated how sleepless were my nights
My blood, my sweat just so she could be the highlights
But when all is said and done guess I am just a slave
I may never escape this realm of desire that humans crave
Its just like Dave , no matter how many diamonds you cumulate

(firstly I would of like you to of used the word flooding instead of gushing here,in the
opening lines,as the word would be more fitting,still that just a preference for me only,
so the story opens with a guy who is a patsy,you had some decent wording here,the
flow was good also,you've seem to of took a direct approach,the thing is it lacks depth,
this is because it lacks detail and imagery,which is a topicals biggest asset on the norm..)

the game is never over is it? Its just walkin to another stage
Back to the morning, I feel my eyes mourning
as a reminder that I better heed her warning
I dress up in my best suit, walk through my front door
Another day, another chance for me to save my boat
Just then she calls and yells with the pitch of her throat
Johnny you bastard , your stupidity just fucked us both
Be here is 15 or the heavens gonna rain on you
then I realize that the next bus leaves in two
So I sprint down the road with wind blowing my face
Every second passed like it was gonna blow in my face

(I liked the start of this segment here the first 3 lines seemed to be saying something, then it just seems to taper off there after,your flow was also suffering at this point too,
the quick hopping rhyme style wasn't quite working,and there was an issue with the vibe and feel of this,I get the intentions of using the same word twice too, but this fell
flat in my opinion,if your going to use the same word again, you have to bring a fresh
concept or twist for it to work,

I saw the bus in my sight, it was gonna leave
I screamed, I cried! someone please save me a seat
Phew! That was close but 5 mins later bus crashed
So I got down and dashed and lashed for my way
guess I probably smashed some records on that day
I still had two minutes left or so to pray
Running out of time, reach the reception I say hey

Didn't boss just give you last warning not to be late?
Or do you have some excuse again? Huh Johnny?

GREAT!!

(this was probably the best segment for me,as you are really are keeping within the topic's subject matter here,again though imagery and details are lacking,like what caused the bus to crash?,why is he often late?,it's the little things that say heaps,and
to be honest that's what's been missing here in this piece,this verse on the whole isn't
bad,in fact it's pretty decent,it just seems to appear rushed,I do like the concept and
your take on the theme..)

Overall I'm going to go with Slip here,for me he's drop seemed to be more consistent
and directed,plus the imagery he supplied was crisp in parts,and Axy your verse just
seemed to be rushed and lacking details compared to Slips.

Vote..Slip..peace.



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