[HH] Tim vs [DA] Vallus: Crew Battle

[Cody Nash]

line limit: 60-80
verses due Saturday midnight pacific time.

Topics: choose from SS...


come hard, battle your best for your crew.

[Tim]

G-luck

I might go 80lines

[Vallus]

$_$

[Tim]

"The Manipulation"

The District Attorney
so Mr. Rodriguez you stood there, mouth ajar, a gaping wound.
no water for the fake plants that died to bloom.
your daughters came in reverence, but got lost instead.
dipping in desires of the flesh, hanging over their heads

Mr. Rodriguez
i tried to retract, but honestly, who was i kidding?
the plastic atmosphere used their unpracticed guilt to do it's bidding.
sitting there, thumbs spinning, concentrating not on my Sunday’s best.
noticed the thousands of dollars in gold in the form of crosses on their chests.
apologetic, appropriately, ambled an apathetic approach
an edifice of evidence, enlisting entitled earth to encroach.
a tightening of my throat signaled the poor behavior
heathens in sheep skin, abusing their forever forgiving Savior

The District Attorney
believing themselves to be in favor, a truly vain mistake.
so you tried to gasp as they went to prayer, but had no breath to take.
you sat there completely unaware of the airless plea's that took the sky.
Mrs. Rodriguez said she cried when she saw the faithless look in each your eye.

Mr. Rodriguez
the unconditional affection disaffected their apprehension.
i watched their misdirected lives become their unfulfilled pension.
i looked up, and asked the God they swore they knew,
"Is there no water for the fake plants that are dieing to bloom?"
littered amongst the holy monks, but never falling to leaves.
a rhetorical question indeed, i saw them for what they were: weeds.

The District Attorney
Your honor Did you manage to hear and see all that was said
I have no further questions let the jury figure what’s next

(two hours later)

Jury
We find that Mr. Rodriguez is Guilty with anger and aggression
the death of his daughters came in this one of his confessions
this is not yet done and over we have also considered it further

Judge
Proceed

Jury:
Mr. Rodriguez will be put to death for these Murders

Mrs. Rodriguez

(leaving the Court Room to her house)

"I LOVE YOU!" i screamed, "i loved you," i muttered.
i forced my mouth shut, 'cause my thoughts seemed so cluttered.
i walked, wishing they'd stuttered,
.....that they'd shown some sign that this was hard.
though, the truth of it all
.....they let this dog out their own yard.
i felt scarred, but i knew it would heal.
confused as to how i had lost my appeal.
my ability to feel had left me cold and alone.
it also made me realize that wherever i am is my home.
and feelings should be postponed,
at least until i get a chance to think.
or even a bite of thoughtlessness,
or a cup of altruism to drink.

selflessness is the key. selfishness split them from me,
and when you're that translucently obvious, what self is there to see?

i sat, twirling my thumbs frivolously,
wondering if they'd regret what they had done

(zoning out on her spinning fingers left her dizzy and spun).

the spite grew. the nights blue eyes tickled my ribs
and i was haunted by their faces whenever i shut my eyelids
forced to keep them open, i was forced to stay awake
sat up in my dormant web to dwell on things until daybreak
waking up in a sweat, sobbed out my regrets
and put on my forgetful crown
looked up at the sun, who instantly shunned
and asked, "Are you down just to be down?"
to that i replied, "Why should i teach them how to be friends?"
circumstance told me it's best to let all that is not eternal end
i bled out my tears, through poor decisions and fears
and pounded my fists in the dirt until i cracked the earth's sphere
it wasn't until i heard myself cheer, from somewhere deep inside my bones
that i knew this was life's lesson, not another catalyst for a sad poem
I should have been stoned, felt so damned dumb
pointing a finger left me under my own thumb
i searched for the outcome, but instead found myself
an angel smiled above me, while Satan felt foolish in hell
i kissed my hand, said a small prayer, and ran
no destination in mind. just the ocean and warm sand.
for i have gotten away with murder and put my husband on death row
his love for his religion made it easy he also put plants on a plateau
there is no one else in my life I am just happy to be living serving a fate
I thank god everyday for letting my husband go down in that court case
But no doubt i savored the taste of independence, it left me in reverence
but it wasn't so much changing the world as becoming apart of it
............that drove my ambitions

[Vallus]

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The Evil
The evil inside me, is easily thriving
When I'm weak and I'm dying,
Living for these pleasures alone, wreckless atoned
By a 5th with a .4 5th next to my dome
Yes I will roam, and yes I will suffer
Not next to a throne, just next to a plunger
My god, I'm all alone on this cold earth to suffer see
So I'll keep feeding the demon inside me to keep the fucker pleased
Plush?...pfft, only when I cut or bleed
Theres no one to love or to hold
Just faces I just hate n just scold
Without a potter how am I breakin a mold?
I never had the structure to name that as it shows
I can't wait to depart to brimstone and fiery gates
since there won't be a single soul by my side in time of my wake
who cares what we do on the earths surface, were fodder for fiends
my dinner table stays filled with robbers n thieves
Fuck, who cares what road I take, theres no stars path
My luck on the first turn I'll swerve n die in a car crash
My hearts bashed, yes to pieces you see, their all apart
This hate filled receipt for my deeds is what I call my art
Were all just deceived puppets in someones master plan
so who cares when theres no judgement for our actions man?
Hold on, let me finish this absinthe for continuin rappin man
Hate filled, chip on my shoulder colder with a rocket
Dues made or just played in the game with a boulder in my pocket
I don't know if I'm good but I take it sore, implore
Until I hear Satans hooves in my corridor....

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The Good
Time has taken its toll on V, the road was cold n bleak
Went from bold with a goal to so hopeless when no hope was seen
I'm not lying, I tried to take righteous steps
Wether in times of dire threats or if I had to collide with death
My crest of honor was never stained or tarnished
Who cares about worldy affairs, the outcomes the same regardless
You can't take your platinum to heaven with you
Your chrome rims, dope piff n swoll chick with elegant boobs
Wether through feuds with family I'd be damned you see
If I didn't keep Christ namesake in my sets to read
Yea, I sinned a bit, smoked shit n chugged liquor n shit
But when it came to my soul theres no games or considerin them
Yo, I tried my best to keep a holy face, even though my road was plagued
I can't change what I face but I can only try to evolve to cope those pains
The rope got tighter as time passed, my lines slacked
My mind was usually wasted nightly from lines & grass
But thankfully I didnt find thy wrath, you never banished me father
Took advantage of me, or lied to me to damage my posture
I prayed for help with my problems as they grew worse
& somehow by your grace I overcame the worst feuds curse
My steppin stones had a marker to guide me,
a parchment to vibe see, ink pen to think when my margins where sliding
I'm lucky as fuck to have you willing to help me nail those plans
Although I didnt do anything for you except ignore you
or weakly implore you, that I did my best for my fellow man
You gave me life, I gave you strife from my ill deeds
But hopefully you know my purpose was pure and still read
Thank God, God doesnt judge me by my actions I made
But by the motives behind them when facing the blackest of days
I feel so weak from earthly pleasures & damn is it colder
But I keep faith where I'm headin, with his hand on my shoulder
Just remember dear reader, that times get bad and you fall face first
But even when you see the graves dirt, Gods willin to be ur Savior
Theres more after death, had too many blessing not to believe love works
How could all this come from less than a higher power watchin above Earth?


The Second Coming

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[sILLable]

well well well....i liked this,very fun to read.and a job well done by both.

Tim--what can i say,solid piece,so well written and thought out,so much emotion,imagery was just immaculate,vocab,multis,shit nothing can be said negatively,i liked the concept and how you played it out with narrating these characters and there stories,everything tied together so nicely,and the twist though i saw it,was nicely done,i thought the last few bars were stretched but nothing damning to your piece at all,i always enjoy reading your pieces,ILL.

Vallus--now on to the V..i liked your piece as well,i enjoyed the imagery you put in this and the concept,i thought with the first verse that i started loosing your topic,i didnt fill most of the end of your first verse went to the pic,not to say it wasnt a good verse but i did get a little lost,i understood just didnt feel it went with the pic,second verse not so much,it stayed on point and flowed well,seemed both verse could have used a more structured feel,though the content was pretty good in the second verse and lost me in the first,loved the piece but the flaws were more prevalent..no hate.

Vote-Tim

[sILLable]

so what did you see?what about my crews collab?i didnt post a hate vote and thats what your insinuating,im sorry i didnt prefer your verse over tims,i didnt say i didnt like your verse,elevated above my pieces so i was merely posting my personal preference,next time i wont vote at all if its to be distorted into a hate vote issue..

[Vallus]

no one said anything like that
i just stated thats a weird coincidence that chain of events
no hate though...thanks for voting in here man...no one else has

[Brandon Cee]

*closed*

sorry, nobody is voting, but HH gets the win.

Tim wins.