Topical Tourny Round 1 DONE!

[-Green Machine-]

Okay so we finally have 10 MC's...Each one of you spit your verse...25 Lines MAX!!!

Once everyone is finished with there verse we will have votes...the top 3 will advance...any questions PM me...

THERE WILL BE A DEADLINE...IT IS 8/5/05 WHICH IS FRIDAY AUG. 5...

The 10 People are:

1. ToxN
2. ReaLife
3. battery
4. instinx
5. phatfarm411
6. Farout
7. _RoAcH_
8. JuJu
9. Anesthetic
10. BigT

If you forgot the topic it is....YOUR IDOL!!!

[Anesthetic]

~:::Suffocating, bringing cerebrals to a pain area, grabbing the steel, with introverted skills, Ready to Bury Ya:::
Smooth And Liquid Flow, Was His Word Carrier; Subliminals Without Masking, Breaking The Thought Barrier:::
Effortless, Thoughts Of A Higher Mindset, Delivering Life's Debt; Without Breaking A Sweat:::
Came Correct, Set, Internal Rhymes, Plowing Sets, Played Roulette With The Alphabet:::
Intricately Crafted And Etched, From Outset, He Was A Threat, To Become The Best Yet:::
True Laureate, Could Minuet, In Rhymes, With His Own Silhouette, Impaled Others On A Said Bayonet:::
Emergence Of The Rhyme, Crafted Words With Time, You Knew Who He Was With The Recital Of One Line:::
"Planet Earth, Was His Place Of Birth" Acknowledged Now In The Game, As Emperor, Of The Universe:::
The 18th Letter, Enunciated Clearly And Held Dearly To His Likeness::
Given A Pen And Pad, And He Might Just, Lay Down Another Lyric, That Set Off To His Righteous::
God Set Out As The Creator, Showed All His Shrill Skill, With A Nice Big Plate Of;
Fish, Which Was His Favorite Dish, Salmon In His Fists, Then He Crafted Another Diss:::
On The Block, With No Glock, The Mic And DJ Was His Tool, Took On All Comers:::
Give HIm 5 Minutes, Challengers Would Be Made A Fool, Sideburns Would Burn,
Into Challenger's Faces, When His Mouth Gave a Pull, His Lyrics Jumping From His Throat With The Rage Of A Bull:::
Didn't Pull It Over Their Eyes, He Made The Wool, No Lies About Money, He Was Already Paid In Full:::
Obliques, Nicely Worked, Rhymes Gave Him A Killer's Physique:::
Unique With No Others In HIs Wake, You Couldn't Sweat The Technique:::
Jordan JumpSuits, Mic Chord Was His Cloak, Delivering Punches In The Street, Any Unsuspecting Bloke:::
Didn't Seperate Himself From The Folk, But Was Dracula With Words, Wrote On By Bram Stoke---R:::
Who Came First, He Was Ready To Rip Out Their Throat, And Throw Bodies In The Moat::
You Can Tell, He Wasn't No Joke:::
Thinking Of A Master Plan, And There Were None Better, Everyone Else's Was Just Mindless Fetter::
Trend Setter, Braggadoccio Was Contorted To Be More Clever:::
So GIve It Up For The God Emcee, As I Pay Homage To The Eighteenth Letter:::~

[farout]

i have a lot idols, new ones every day
followin the leader, but the leader never stays
based on its static nature, one is never outlined in chalk
but the one influencing me the most right now is aesop rock
that cat has a way with words and blending thoughts that must be unlocked
by puttin it together in your head, its uncommon cause he aint from the block
he from the subs, the same place as me, showin i dont gotta be gangsta to make my plea
to be heard by cats near and far, read a bar, feel it, relate and see
to be honest, i felt like a fake when i was spittin, puttin me in a position
where i didnt fit to what was written
I couldn't sound crunk i couldn't sound ghetto and versed
just like original sin born with my skin i was cursed
to a good family, support and mediocre white complications
white kid in a white school, listening to black stations
eventually my writing progressed to poetic equations
never knowing of the secret of my fascination
till i heard him rap and in it my mind was trapped
to the patterns of diction the man's brain tapped
in it i saw beauty, emotion as it coasted and wrapped
around a central theme that i could feel and it took time to really understand
how all the small things interlocked like fingers to a hand
because of how he rapped and the way he brought out his senses
aesop rock allowed me to rap without feeling apprehensive.
a person only comes every once in a long while
who broadens your horizons makes you truely change your style
i thank him for what he gave me, made my outlook versatile.

[instinx]

growin up, i was a fan of his~"airness", single-handedly raised bulls aware~ness
in all fair~ness, i knew i was the next heir~shit
bought his clothes~n~shoes, covered my toes~n~blue (unc)
he did what he was supposed~to~do, chicago owes~it~to~you
people called him sel~fish, n claimed he wouldnt shell~out~shit
but then he dished out ass~ists, n took a free throw wit his eyes closed, n dint~miss
might think it easy to pick~him, but look at em when he do tricks-on-rim
it even sicka~wen~he~spin, grade his shots.. brotha kickin~wit~a~10
number one all time this man had concentrated mind~set, thanks to god this mans skills are divine~sent
lebron n kobe could try to over~throw~him, but one-on-one.. jordans skills would over~flow~them
north carolina-born, there'll-never-be-finer born
records shattered in different ways, games symbolized by different jays
6 championships brought home n one decade? crossover give you whiplash so bad you'll have a neck-ache

[BigT]

I have returned to greatness

lengthy summits of broken men yield nothing but empty stomachs...
the gentry shall plummet, into wreckless abandon but who do the sentries punish?...
pain is a sense of numbness, but love will heal the hearts of masses instead...
who wonders how taxes are spent as leaders sip wine while their lackeys are fed...
passion is deep, its a dead mans last breath, it's among the forest's trees...
liberty huddles around a fire, nature is all the fortress it needs...
here the poor are free and the brave pursue what they're striving towards...
believing that no bullet a rifle blasts can kill a cause worth fighting for...
gathering hordes of men to follow suit, the message sent is freedom to the less content...
"risks and heavy burdens should never weigh on the hearts of desperate men..."
dreams of triumph, ceasing violence, in La Paz he'll start the freedom parade...
hope rises into the canopy's, sway nestled atop his star-clad beret...
and what's behind?, purposeful eyes, that peer through the surface of time...
wealth and the people so poor, his job is merging the lines...
urging the minds of those who have suffered to take up arms against the beast...
digress from courage or fear, "do it out of a sense of need"...
even today his tempest breeds, together they stay, to better their state...
it takes strength to destroy the hate, they get it by remembering, Che...


Che Guevara (1928-1967)

[-Green Machine-]

Yeah its over...

[Anesthetic]

All votes need to be placed in this thread, also. Can't just go by the poll.

[Logikal]

All votes need to be placed in this thread, also. Can't just go by the poll.

Bet me bitch. I'll vote in the damn poll if I want. But I vote for Anesthetic. His was well worded and focused on the topic throughout. I also give props to a few others like Big T (even though it made a better poem), and Instinx.

[BigT]

can we vote for our-selfs?lol

[-Green Machine-]

no

[Anesthetic]

Check the Poll.

That's the reason why all votes should be voiced out in here. 3 people voted, but only one of these people is known.

[BigT]

Does any1 else think Farout voted for his self?

[Vizionary]

i voted for anesthetic...it was to hot to handle...i lvoe his vocab...

holla at me 8)

[Anesthetic]

Me - 2

Everyone else - NADDA

Or, by the poll.

Me - 3

Everyone else - 1

[absolute]

I voted BigT because it came off smooth and in a topical he would have picked up more cats through visuals and readability...

-1-

[Anesthetic]

I really want to know who is voting in these polls...Lol..

[-Green Machine-]

Me too...but I voted for Anesthetic...

[instinx]

i agree with logikal... anesthetic, toxn, and instinx.. okay next round





...haha jp

[...yOuNg jU...]

big t...

[Logikal]

This is the last day to get votes before round two. Round two will start tomorrow.

[instinx]

is this tourney bein forgotten?

[-Green Machine-]

Okay The Finalists Are:

Anesthetic
BigT
Instinx