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Topic:
Schizophrenia... that is your topic, write it as you will.

Check, G'luck Bones

i'm here now

same to u kron

Edit: This was originally a no show verse

damn my bad on the tardiness but i'll key somethin up now...guess i'll be docked votes

me
voices

Bonesy: “Oh mother dear, may I please borrow bout $20. I really need it so I can buy me some bags of potatoes.”
Mother: “Well, I’m sorry Bonesy but I refuse to give u money that u didn’t work for. If u want money for some potatoes then how bout u bake some cookies for my employers at work. Then I’ll give u the money. I have to leave right now but I’ll be back later. When I come back u best have those cookies baked if u want some money from me.”
Bonesy: “But mother, I hate baking cookies you know that”
Mother: “Well either bake the cookies or don’t get paid. Now gone and get started so u can be finished when I return. Bye”

I watched as my mother drove away in her burgundy taurus, as she left me here to bake cookies. Little did she know that I was not about to bake cookies. I would find a way to get that $20 by doing what I do best: rapping. So I grabbed my black hat, jacket, and cane and went downtown to offer a performance in hopes of getting enough donations from passing pedestrians so I could buy me some bags of potatoes. When I finally arrived downtown, I began my performance by saying:

Everyone listen....Hey don’t walk past me. Listen to me as I freestyle just a lil bit. Get ya mind right. All donations excepted; just place them right here in my hat. C’mon.

Yo yo yo yo yo yo, yeah, yo wuz up, freestyle one, yeah yo yo

Check it

I’m freestyling accapella for yall enjoyment and pleasure
Hopin for donations cuz this my employment for treasure
In this hot weather, the cool breeze pushes us together
Our hair dances in air like leaves on bushes or a feather
Traffics to slow to be clever, riders impatiently wait
As cars creep up when drivers ease they foot off the brake
I got faces happy, everyone’s on beat with clapping
As I’m standing here on this cracked concrete and rapping

After a few sets of freestyling, I decided to take a break. I counted my donations in my hat but I only had a miserable $6 after about 45 mins. I still had work to do if I wanted to buy my potatoes. As I waited for my break to finish, I heard young jeezy’s song “my hood” booming loud from a passing cars speakers. Becuz the car was moving, the only part I heard was “ford taurus pull up everybody run, white boys come out pointing with his guns”. After I heard that part, I was more inspired than ever to rap so I immediately went back to freestyling:

I do this for my hood like Jeezy on the block
If that’s right, then its time u put this game on lock
WTF wuz that? Who said that speak out right now
Well I’m Jeezy, u the most unique out this crowd
U got work to do for ur hood, ima show u how
So get proud there’s a conspiracy happenin now
The enemies harming our air with invisible clouds
Dressed in metal, when u hit them, the collision is loud
They got a vision of how to give you an empty mouth
So wit precision, take ur cane and knock dem bitches out
Ok, I’m wit this now, I’ll hide there bodies in the forests
But I’m working now, tryin ta get paid, I can’t ignore this
So tell me who, I’ll kill them, then rap bout it as my chorus
Take ur cane to the street bitch and kill the Ford Taurus

I stand on the corner with my cane ready to kill the first Ford Taurus I see. I tell the crowd to wait. Most of them look at me like I’m crazy waiting for another performance and others just leave. I see a Ford Taurus waiting at the light. I’m ready for my performance:

I can’t flatten ya Goodyear tires to knock u on ur ass
So that means first swing I take is creatin broken glass
This scared bitch tryin to run but did’t back up to fast
Now I jump on this movin cars hood and fall on my ass
Ha, I bet u ain’t like that, plus it still ain’t hurtin me
And my cane still strong, now holes its asserting deep
I smile at my cane which has now transformed burgundy
The crowd don’t deserve to be tryin to end yo destruction
And they pressin my buttons, with they bickering and cussin
They start this way quickly rushin, I gotta do something
I break one windshield wiper, then to the driver I’m running
I open the door, funny this face looks so familiar
But I have to save the hood so I threaten to kill her
I grab the woman, and grip the wiper tight to her neck
The people back away, finally I have some respect
I’m telling yall I’ll let her go if you do me one favor
Grab ur neighbor then bump this car up like u a razor
Just put it out of its misery now and then u’ll save her

The people beat the shit out of that Ford Taurus. So I succeed in saving the world. I let the lady go but when I realize who it is I realize that I didn’t save my own world, in fact I made it worse. The woman I had held hostage was my very own mother. After I let her go, she beats the shit out of me. While doing that the police finally arrive and arrest her for assualt. This angers the crowd. Among all the confusion, I manage to escape. I go to Mannings and buy me some potatoes with the little money I made for the day.




Although this story is based on some true aspects, I am in no way affiliated with Jeezy. Please do not think that listening to Jeezy songs makes people go crazy or do crazy things, nor should you think that a Ford Taurus is evil. If you do I am not responsible.

kronologik will be awarded the opportunity to do an actual verse instead of no show verse

that's ok but give me a chance

My name is Erik. I live in Oslo, Norway with my parents.
I am an only child, and I am glad I am. My parents neglect me,
but I prefer being alone. It gives me more time to concentrate
on my rap career. For you see, I am going to be the next big thing...

I find myself sitting opposite a shrink in a smokey, dimly lit room
The shrink stares at me through his spectacles as I try not to catch his eye...

"Do you know why you're here Erik?"
*Silence*
"Hmmm... I take that as a yes."
*He scribbles something down onto his notepad, and once again looks at me*
"Now then, tell me a little bit about yourself..."


Lock myself in my room, 3rd floor, away from the folks
So I don't have to withstand the laughs and the jokes
They call me a schizo, but in my heart I'm a rap star
Got the bling blingin, chain swingin and a flash car
Multi platinum, I am, sell more records than Snoop Dogg
Writing rhymes hotter than flamin fires and yule logs

It seems you have a problem, lemme explain it to you
You're not a rap star, may not believe me but its true
Don't you realise you've nothin to show for your skills?
Supposed money spinnin deals, but your folks pay your bills?
No house in the hills, no ambitions being fulfilled
It's time to face reality..... you're mentally ill

Scratchin my arm, til the cold blood reaches the surface
Anxiety kicks in, chilled sweat, as I ponder my purpose
Is the shrink right? Is all of this just an illusion?
Nah can't be, I'm a rap god, it's him who's delusioned
In the midst of the confusion, I notice him survey me
Etching notes onto his pad, this fucker's betrayed me
All he wants is my cash, just another bandwagon bitch
Feel my blood boiling point, unplanned nervous twitch
I look into his eyes, I know exactly what he's thinkin
He thinks I'm crazy.. so I stare hard without blinking
He's uncomfortable now, 5 minutes of silence, pin drops
His mind must be whirling vivid colours like spin tops

Are you OK? Is there something that's on your mind?

Ask yourself the same question, the answer you'll find,
Is I'm the king of mankind, skills of 4 men combined
It'll be a cold day in hell, the day you rob me blind

Whatever do you mean? I'm only here to help you son
You need therapy, so your life won't end 'fore its begun
The truth you know is false, you're chasing fools gold
For God's sake son... you're only twelve years old!!

The anger within me reaches breaking point. I try hard to control myself
But to no avail...
I leap out of my chair and pounce forward, throttling his throat...

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW?! You don't know what it's like
To be under all this pressure, to spit flawless on the mic
Who are you to say I'm wrong? I'm sick of people like you
Always quick to hate, but never appreciate the truth
I'm twenty eight years old, my name is Kanye not Erik
I reached the top of my game, through hard work and merit

Looked at his notepad, he'd written "needs his head checked"
So I shouted "Check this" and thrust his pen into his neck...

Thanks for letting me drop a proper verse. I honestly didn't think you'd show, and I was about 2 hours away from being right lol. Forget about the docked votes, just do it from 0-0.

will vote on this shortly

*subscribed* Same as with the other 2 battles remaining... Will vote on this later on when work isn't so hectic, and I can focus. :)

Damn... This is a hard vote because both verses were very similar in some aspects.

On Topic: Both, I guess
Depth: Well... Bonesy
Imagery: Kron did very well in actually describing stuff and there was alot of detail to attention..
Originality: Tie
Flow: Kron
Multis: Give this to Kron, slightly
Enjoyment: Bonesy - the influence dimension of the verse was totally unexpected and enjoyed it. But I did guess the ending of it... good nonetheless
Vocab: Tie

Overall: It is really really close. Both had a rapping element to their verses in different tangents - but both were good. Both were original as well - I expected a murder or something like that but both were creative enough to think outside the box in that aspect. Erm, in technical terms, both were very good - good multies throughout, good even lines and generally very well written. Lookin' at the scorecard - I'd given 3 to Kron and 2 to Bonesy, so vote = Kron.

On Topic- Both
Depth- I would really have to say Bonesy had this.
Imagery- Kron, he definatly had a nice development of detail and description
Flow-Kron
Multis- Both
Flow- Kron
Vocab-Not too big on the vocab used in this shit. Kron edged it tho.
Enjoyment- Tie

Overall- Kron took this because his flow was mostly on point, and the imagery was real well.

Thanks for voting, 500 has been donated. But just so you know, you voted on flow twice :(

Voting on this will end tonight if no more votes come in

First off I read both of these a few days ago. I went back and forth on my decision. I thought both verses were hella nice and both writers took the topics in some different directions....IMO this was a hard vote and thats why I took a couple days to consider this vote.

On Topic: Both
Depth: Bonesy
Imagery: Kron
Originality: Tie
Flow: Kron
Multis: Kron, this was another close category though.
Enjoyment: Tie
Vocab: Tie

Overall: Both had some stunning verses and both kept me very interested. Its a shame that one has to walk away from the tourney, because I feel ya both should continue. Bonesy really kept me interested in her verse and threw some twists in it that I wasnt expecting. Kron had some nice storytelling and all in all the flow was on point. Some of Bonesy's lines seemed a lil streched. Like I said you both gave nice effort but in the end I had to go with Kron.

Thanks a lot for voting Arminius, appreciate it a lot. 500 has been donated

Great battle Bones, I was really impressed with your verse and felt it was a lot closer than 3-0. Hopefully we'll meet again in the league