Heat Wave: HW Topical (Semi) - King Soul v Amgin |
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Cuba
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Topic: HW Topical (Semi) - King Soul v Amgin Posted: 20 September 2015 at 11:44am |
Semi Final: IDEOLOGICAL IMAGERY
Concept = Spite 32 lines max Best of FIVE votes from nominated JUDGES Deadline = midnight, 4th October |
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King Soul
Groupie Joined: 24 August 2015 Location: Northwest Status: Offline Points: 237 |
Posted: 22 September 2015 at 9:01pm |
Waking up everyday, breaking stuff because these drugs are fake,
shaking from restraint, mistaking love with dreams of lust and change. Waiting to numb the pain, praying for something to stun my brain, fading into redundant waste, paying for every penny I was too dumb to save. I refuse to blame myself, so, I'd tie this noose to every dame I helped, kick the stool away and dwell, hope the life spews from the way she swells. It's cruel but fate can't rebel, I hold on and climb through the gates of Hell, fueled by hate, I'm compelled by woe and her lies brewed like faithless spells. Strap her down to a table, wrap her mouth with barbed wire and gasoline, let her heart tire while I spark fire, like a shark dire as I desire her screams. Staple her eyelids open, the violence soaking in leaving the siren hopeless, feel like a tyrant omen, the silence broken by the screeching of contrivance focus. I'm a mindless ghost with spineless roses, tears bleeding from her eyes and nose, as she's lifeless, loathing signs of emotion, just seeing the way her pride dethrones. At last, my dream ends and I'm alone, speechless right at home, no messages on the cellphone, a seamless sky that shines like gold. I wish I could torture her out of spite, the disorder in my mind might unwind, but it's been over and twenty five years? That's a quarter of my lifetime confined. So I try to move on, my groove lost, everything feels new once the truth crossed, I'm confused God, why do you toss out the muse when we can't consume loss? Heart is bruised God, how do I produce thoughts without a noose involved? black and blue God, why do my roots rot? So many questions but no clues to solve! Is this your judgement for my dreams of punishment? You holding a grudge then? Now I can't function so you think of conjunctions just to scold me with more injustice? My visions of bludgeon have no compunction, now you're throwing in dysfunction? How can I entrust him with something when he's overly controlling and loveless? I find it kinda funny, but really kinda sad, the dreams in which she's bloody are the best I've ever had, now i have nothing and I've gone mad, think i'll swing this wrench till she's stumbling to a better path. Until I'm in a padded room, tied up and medicated like a rabid fool, I've got passion entombed, eyes bloodshot, an aggravated savage fueled. Every breath begs her to die, until death, my every step burns in spite, God can protect her in the light, but guess what wonders in the night...
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Nigma
Site Moderator Joined: 25 March 2013 Location: Canada Status: Offline Points: 4077 Crew: Elision |
Posted: 04 October 2015 at 6:23am |
She...
she... she's sure she's made it. she's sure she's great.
she bursts on stage, the curtains fade. life defined, her purpose, fame such a perfect baby. worthy of hanging up the worth which made me those were the days. worsened gaze. see her now through a verse of angst use curbs to aim. sure to slay. able to kill like the curse of Cain deities first Kurt Kobain changing crimson clouds to purple rain birthed her greatness, earned her fame. she murdered what i worked to save she hurt my name. tainted. was heard of great, now burned and plagued she turned of age, became victim to the turbulence that ensures success her early work was first addressed as perfect, it obscured the rest the plaques nailed up make a perfect setting, they're surely weapons from pure and blessed to luring the next maturing generation blurred with sex her innocence, the first of deaths. the difference is in her regrets or lack there of, in a certain sense. each twerk encourage worsened credit my black haired pumpkin, you hurt my head. hope those crutches found her i saw her slumping down from the culture shock of what busts around her shes a nasty slut on stage like a vulture, stalking and thrusting downwards i struggle as a father watching her rub herself as her tongue flicks proudly watched her climb and fall. my leeway is the highway. i am done with doubting so now i slum it out in a shameful waste making tons from her blackened ways i'll just slumber out my days cause it's clear to me that she can't be tamed flail my hands in blackness, i fail to grasp the masses and the crap they take it's the same old fable, mask yourself and act insane for the chance of fame and when you finally have it, pray that you can erase all its hand restraints realize you cannot break them, descend from whats sane as your saddle breaks and one day you'll pass away regretting the many mansions your past created what am i saying? don't cast away, no activation just imagine every time they chant your name, its the laugh of Satan be aware, despair will hang you, so make sure your path is sacred the greatest pain is when you can't contain your families flame beware of danger. practice, and lastly, prepare to mask the hatred if i learned anything from Hannah Montana, it's to act courageous. |
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The Rap Daemon
Standard Member Joined: 05 August 2015 Location: Purgatory Status: Offline Points: 1108 Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 6-14-0 Form: LWLWWL |
Posted: 15 October 2015 at 8:05pm |
King Soul
Nigma You truly are something when it comes to Topicals man. You have all the creative aspects completely nailed! Throughout, you provided fantastic descriptive lines and well analysed thoughts. You explain what your 'messed up' character is doing, and really go in-depth with it explaining why, what happens literally and backing up the imagery with really nicely worded metaphors. It made for a well-developed chatacter, and it's clear to me that you spent a lot of time and effort into making all that work and how much thought went into creating an atmosphere. 11 out of 10 when it comes to creativity. Your verse was definitely not short of explanatory sentences! It made certain that I understood everything perfectly. However I wasn't sure whether this verse was about 'her' or 'you'. You sometimes talk about what she has done to you, and what you feel and think, but you are always describing her. Very descriptive and well-detailed, but I just couldn't grasp who the protagonist was and couldn't paint a real image of the character in terms of how I'd imagine them to be and who they are, as everything was either just 'her' or 'you'. On the technical aspect, the flow was decent and the end rhymes were nice and consistent, however, and you added a nice twist to the flow, but a couple of lines seemed to fall off where the syllable count was a bit too divergent from the rest, and took out a bit of the smoothness from it. It was rough and edgy at times, but nothing to complain about and nothing that hurt the piece that much or at all for that matter. The multis were astounding. You had an infinite supply of end multis and big internal rhymes, and kept it together with formidable coherency and consistency. Top marks there. It aided the flow so well, which was top-notch anyway. With nothing to fault, it flowed like water and none of anything like rhymes, syllable usage etcetera felt forced. Great stuff there. While Nigma had the technical written schemes unmatched and pulled off so neatly, King Soul nailed it when it comes to story-telling and topical devices, and since this is a topical battle, that is the key component in a verse for this style of battle, which is why my vote goes to him. But well done both of you. King Soul is my pick to advance in-to the final, but good job Nigma anyway. All I'd suggest to you is try to focus more on getting those creative points than on big rhymes and the other technical side of things if you get what I mean. |
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Senor Perfecto
Veteran 1st Battle Winner! AM I 'ECK Joined: 18 October 2003 Location: Manchester Status: Offline Points: 3272 Crew: XFade: Phoenix Text Rank: #6 Stats: 66-36-2 Form: WLWLWL |
Posted: 20 October 2015 at 6:17pm |
I do not see what either of these verses have to do with the topic of ideological imagery nor the concept of spite... King Soul... lines were stretched... multies were forced... and vocabulary was used incorrectly throughout... Looks like a verse about you questioning God over your tendencies to torture and kill women... Nigma... again... lines were stretched... and multies were forced... I understand your topic a little more than your opponents... Ideological imagery battles are wack... ¿Do people still say, 'wack'...? Vote: Nigma... Adios...
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AshleyKaos
Standard Member Joined: 11 October 2013 Status: Offline Points: 2511 Crew: Tha Syndicate Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 28-63-3 Form: LWLLNQ |
Posted: 25 October 2015 at 6:02am |
This was very difficult to vote on tbh one of the hardest ever in my experience just fyi very close
KING: I think your choice of concept angle in the man's hate and resentment against women was an excellent way that you approached this battle. Your wording was intricit and had a deep epic meaningful appeal that made your piece a relatable,one. Your infrastructure rhymes were intricate and smoothly written and you conveyed the bitterness behind whom the narrative is trying to emulate from the character. Ver sinister approach and well written, nice job. Fav bar So I try to move on, my groove lost, everything feels new once the truth crossed, I'm confused God, why do you toss out the muse when we can't consume loss? I honestly just thought this dope and artistically beautiful to me and it stood out the most to me. NIGMA: Dam your imagery was fucking off the chain in your drop. It was dark and dripping with malice and spite. You delivered it eloquently fluently smoothly and artistically and reading it you can almost feel with the character the different emotions you we're trying to,portray here. Excelllent piece with a horrorcore type spice to the conceptual basis here. Nigma you have always been a very talented,imagery story teller as a forte,type of writer batteler and you,displayed it,here. Metaphors and multis all through out that had good concept and execution as well. Fav bar: so now i slum it out in a shameful waste making tons from her blackened ways i'll just slumber out my days cause it's clear to me that she can't be tamed flail my hands in blackness, i fail to grasp the masses and the crap they take it's the same old fable, mask yourself and act insane for the chance of fame This shit was just dope as FUCK. Honestly I think that you both did s wonderful job and your pieces were wonderful but I just think due to it have just been a slightly better and higher advanced type drop that was just a level or two above the opponent MVGT-NIGMA |
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NUMBER 1 FEMALE MC TILL THE DEATH OF ME
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Cuba
Senior Moderator Legendary Assassin Joined: 14 June 2004 Location: England Status: Offline Points: 12329 Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 47-22-0 Form: WWWWLW |
Posted: 31 October 2015 at 11:43am |
Currently stands at 2-1, more votes please so we can get to the final.
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Cuba
Senior Moderator Legendary Assassin Joined: 14 June 2004 Location: England Status: Offline Points: 12329 Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 47-22-0 Form: WWWWLW |
Posted: 01 November 2015 at 5:34pm |
Nigma wins 3-1 and advances to the final.
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