Wk 4; BTK (3-0) Vs Engivale (3-0) - CHAMP MATCH

[Orc]

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I think we all know how this goes, but for the few new additions;

Check in by Wednesday, or YOU LOSE! No exceptions.
This is to reduce the chances of you turning faggot at the last minute and posting up an old piece you wrote years ago.
I REALLY hope you don't do shit like that...please write fresh and don't do gay things that show how bad you really suck.

Maximum FIFTY lines, if you drop more, your opponent can request a DQ.
Please keep these verses fairly quick and easy to read.
That'll keep votes and interest going!

Due Friday, Midnight.

No show twice in a row and you're OUT, for at least a week.
Oh, and & 3 voting links or you lose. NO exceptions.

[Born To Kill]

Yep...

Good luck, sir.

http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...jo-368507.html
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...ic-368502.html
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...ic-368499.html

[Engivale]

same 2 u bro

check

http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...az-368508.html
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...ic-368502.html
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...jo-368507.html

[Engivale]

Outward Implosion



He stupidly remains in pursuit of me,
I dutifully take pains to spray his brains beautifully,
It's cool to see what the lunacy does to me,
I'm dusting the rust off my bloodlust when it bludgeons me,
Nothin's free ---
Understand that and survive,
I laugh and I cry, but crazy J.P. catches the rye,
High fashion to buy, I hate this costume I wear,
...This play-opossum affair...
I care for the cause but I'm at a loss for what's fair...

I march into the large venue with
Scars then you're charged when you
Em-you --- late, Fate and luck intertwine,
I don't give a fuck if it's mine,
I live in a world with two girls
and a cup and it's fine?!
Just jump in the line,
Be part of the factory...
I'm mad at me for being what i had to be...

If I stop running, it's me he'll be taking,
Free for the making, I can't concede to the caging...

It's easy to relate if you're sleezy and you're fake,
Just lead me in debate and beat me while I'm sleepily awake,
I need to be the gate, the way is closed,
My cable froze and my lights are next to fade like a fable's rose...
Just say, --- suppose ---
That maybe those feelings are genuine,
Many men failed where I'm trying, "God, let me win!"
The scent of sin lingers, my mind spirals,
The crime kills but it's fine to lie in the minefields,
The mind's wheels spin and I peel the grin from my face,
To live is to waste, why try when death's always winnin' the race?
Clinical case, I'm closed up, my soul is sewn shut,
I'll never own up to the duty, just shoot me, I'm grown up...

To decide if he gets me, I try it conceptually,
Am I next to be beaten? Am I even a threat to me?
Perceptibly calm, but the bomb is inside,
I can't get off of this ride, I'm lost in the thoughts that I hide,
Possibly, high, and probably drunk,
I solemnly slunk to the closet and lay across from the junk,
He can't find me here, I wait for my mind to clear,
And then behind my ear he shouts,
"I'M ALREADY HIDING HERE!"

If I could have gotten away I'd have already done it,
But when you're running from you how do you hide from it...?

[Born To Kill]

Into Oblivion

No sound, all’s silent...the pin drop kind that raises hair on necks...
Panic surrounds, thoughts go violent...you instinctively beware what’s next.
A feeling you’re watched, someone’s with you...your house no longer a home...
The faint scent of scotch, a crumpled tissue...you’re definitely not alone.
A tiny bump, muffled whispers...for sure, there’s more than one...
Your heart jumps as you smell a Swisher; then you pull from your purse, a gun.
Flick the lights; nothing happens...they want you in the dark...
Adjusted sight, and though you feel trapped in...forward you embark.
Into oblivion, past reasoning...when you know you could easily leave...
Normal civilians don’t confront B’s & E’s...they seek out a reprieve.
But this isn’t the normal lady; she’s a bit crazy with defiance...
From an assault she’s kept in a vault, from 5 years ago after Science.
Class let out, no one stayed...when winter brings night so quick...
Kids in route, home for holidays...lonely dorm room lock goes click.
But upon entry, from behind, a slam in her back buckles knees...
Forced past the door which then confines, hands on throat start to squeeze.
Choked into oblivion, lost equilibrium...and upon returning he’s inside...
Violating and desecrating...shouting “Bitch” with jackhammer grinds.
The stench of cigs and gin; her cheeks rubbed raw from stubble…
He buried himself in her ivory skin, like he was digging through rubble.
Repeatedly raped and conquered, flags planted by a monster...
He explored every inch of her, and to this day it still haunts her.
It's why she left Shreveport, after she grieved for innocence lost...
Finished college in College Station; then moved to Houston for a job.
Never allowed the topic to flourish, she never nourished that memory...
Not a single soul was ever told cuz she felt she failed at Him or Me.
So she paid the fee, earned her permit to conceal and carry...
And now won’t flee cuz she feels legit with steel like Dirty Harry.
One step stepped, two steps more, sweat beads on her brow, shining...
44 kept on heft, at the door of the dining where they’re hiding.
Adrenaline slams every cell with energy; she’s almost at a bounce...
Then a footstep right at the door, so audible it can’t be denounced.
She never blinks as bullets burst from the barrel in succession...
When the slugs erupt, she feels the relief of a psychiatric session.
Closure, it’s finally over...the demons returned have been expelled...
Quelled, put on the shelf...then she hears a female yell.
The sound of crying, so mournful…a man’s voice screams, “Oh my God!”
“I think he’s dying!”, “Call a hospital!” Familiar voices...wow, that’s odd.
Shock like ice down shirts, no one meant to shout, “Bitch”, no reprise...
On the anniversary of her birth, her friends were gonna shout, “Surprise!!!”
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[Daz]

save for vote.

[ARMADA]

Eng...nice flow in this, reader freindly, didnt really catch anything in terms of
an actual storyline to follow, though the ending wrapped things up nicely
i guess just a lot of nice quotables, the two cups thing was dope, well lol,
and there was a couple times where i stopped and thought cool, o/a
your technique looks and feels established so yer solid drop, descent

btk...hmm well straight out i picked the ending, i actually said to myself
"this is a surprise party"...this was at the start of the read,then the whole
shes nervous and paranoid, so i knew she was gonna fuck up some how,
so yerr i dont really know what to say, i guess im wondering if anyone
else picked it...the flow was ight for the most part sometimes it felt
a little cluttered in transitions, the story telling was good along with
the imagery, and tbh this style appeals to me a little more than Eng's
but like i said the clues you gave out just ruined the read for me,
the twist became obvious...thats why im voteing for Eng

v/Engivale...enjoyment factor

[Orc]

Hmmm.

Eng - A few complaints about your storyline last week, or lack thereof. You fixed it up this week, I liked how he's trying to escape himself, that was cool. The flow was decent throughout, you played it a bit safe imo, I've seen more extravagant from you in the past. As it was it was cool though. The imagery was cool, liked the 2 girls one cup line. It was a decent read man, but it held no real wow factor for me, I liked some of your previous drops better.

Born - Damn, this was dope. I honestly didn't expect the surprise party thing. So props on masking that, it was dope. The flow was great, good to see you implementing multies, bro. The storyline was inventive, I feel you could have left out the murder/shooting shit and just ended it with ''surprise''. I was feeling your concept and delivery better than Eng's. Your imagery was good because your writing was descriptive. Good job.


V/ Born To Kill, it could go either way though..his just appealed to me personally.

[Brandon Cee]

Eng - I enjoyed the storyline first and foremost, awesome read, story-wise, I was captured right away. I love the style you write with man, the flow is slick throughout and the content is pretty solid considering the length of each line. I think this was a bit better than last week's piece, not the best you've done. I was interested though, all the way through the read....good job man.

BTK - This was not bad man. I kind've caught onto this piece near the middle as well, but the thing is, even though I kind've figured as much, you twisted it a tad bit more in the end and I've got respect for your storytelling skills, so props to you there Born. I don't know, I have no major complaints, the rhyming is a tad basic, but I'm not bored by it, so it's fine for me. Good job, as well.

v/Eng, just a little more interesting to me (hit up my match guys)

[Cody Nash]

Born, nice read man... smoothe, seems like you sort've stretched it a bit to get the point across which sort've made the flow a bit longer than normal, for me anyways... it read like a story, had some dope lines and shit. your idea was cool, I liked it, the surprise party ending was pretty good as well... didn't really expect it, but with her being all nervous you knew some shit was wrong... just an all around good read man...



eng, damn... flow was dope. I like the entire concept and the ending was beautiful/awesome... just a real enjoyable read, you didn't kill it here but I felt your piece a lot more than born's this time around I think. those closing lines did the piece its justice for me. the whole thing read nice and easy, I just loved it... yet another piece that turned out beautifully imo...



close match, but I gotta say that I enjoyed one more than the other...





vote Engivale.