CONTENDERS WK 11: Professor Frost(8-2) vs. Dia(4-2) [Dia Wins]

[OG Maestro]

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CONTENDER MATCH,
WINNER PROCEEDS TO THE CHAMP MATCH NEXT WEEK!

@Professor Frost @Dia

Pick 1 Topic from the list & create a verse from it
Topic list is here,
http://rapbattles.com/forum/showthre...18#post8473418

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Goodluck!

[OG Maestro]

@Dia

You forgot to check in.

[Stranger]

checkity check check.

[Stranger]

fuck it ill do it also had some typos, this is the real shit, delete all above.

50.. clean these freepost mister


OLD AGE
the most respectful way to die, is staying put till you’re forced to leave.
and you have mine if your eulogy,.. begins and ends with unfortunately.
what u meant to me will never be depicted, nothing a morgue can see.
reliving the course from dreams, while i’m calm, no remorse it seems.
it hurts so bad it bleeds, if he could see that hes still enforced n me.
keep his memory alive if it kills me, why I’ll reveal these words w/ ease.
so when I get old and got to go,.. I hope my memory will merge w/ his.
he told me to pray for him everyday, but grandpa I had to learn the shit.
you’re with uncles I never met, my dad told me they was burned to crisp.
he took them, then he took you, that's why I will never go to church again.
then grandma passed, I learned from ur death to stay strong for my father.
an knowing deep down with each round…, as the day longs, its a bother.
I’m getting stronger, but the effects from drinking is gone to cause an ulcer.
and you’re not to blame for that, the tainted acts, should've result in Oscars.
but I’m feeling bad, cuz that attitude is an insult to any fault you concurred.
when I pin these sentences, I'm sorry for who witnesses the written abuse.
but I'm just giving the truth, that killing because of old age, isn’t an excuse.
they hung him from a cross, to be honest they should of did it with a noose.
because he killed more people,....than an entire Taliban.. mission of troops.
got sidetracked, so ill just tell you my papa went to church to keep donating.
now he can’t see his grand kids grow, this is how you’re going to repay him?
he gave you the world, while you ruptured his, and willingly took it from him.
so the only bibles you’ll see in my hands,... will be the books I'm crushing.
they say that heavens on earth, if that's the case,.. he’s not in a better place.
cause we’re in hell, and that's a destination, that he would’ve never graced.
in 3 days,... my dad will be the same age he was, that scares me to death.
and I’m rarely upset, but I admit, I’m not sure I’m prepared for what’s next.
there's no bright side in my future, so we’ll drink a few beers while he’s here.
laughing when I stopped crying, knowing any moment new tears will appear.
I’m sorry daddy,... but you know I wont be there if your birthdays at church.
cause every time I step foot in one, it reminds me of my worse day on earth.
so ill be there in a few days if its home, I’m going to help you.. start the grill.
we can share our memories,.... you can even pray before we start the meal.
because prayer is something I can part with, its what I’m in the dark with still.
its not going to stop the fact,... I'm going to lose you.. to a greater power.
things will change, last time,... our family broke apart like this plate of ours.
so I can only imagine how I will react with you, esp since my faiths devoured.
guess that makes me a coward..., if I run away from the pain encountered.
how can you defend against these intricacies…, when they’re hitting me deep.
sometimes the pain hurts so bad, I don’t wanna lay down, just forget it - sleep.
I dare you to cross these boundaries, you have no idea what they meant to me.
and I’m tired of being reminded of them…. when their reflections, enter me.
the deep feelings in my gut, are old, but to bad, they wont die on their age alone.
sometimes I can see myself getting better,and the other shit I'm afraid to know.
as each day goes by, my imperfections, decay as I watch the world fade and close.
its the faith I chose, yet I'm still crying over spilt milk as I gaze at ghost.
only someone I love can help me overcome this,..I'm in a maze with inflated hopes.
getting my eyes back - damn, I can see carefully as this dreaded time-lapse span.
while I felt like shit inside, its like reality was spawned on my mine-craft land.
gun in my left, cock back to the brain, as it splattered thoroughly inside my hand.

[OG Maestro]

@Dia

Extension, I'm busy right now.
I never NS though after an extension. But I truly don't have time to write.

[Stranger]

@Dia

Extension, I'm busy right now.
I never NS though after an extension. But I truly don't have time to write.

ite can u just clean the freepost with the latest verse verse with the topic above it, try to post 2mo.

[OG Maestro]

ite can u just clean the freepost with the latest verse verse with the topic above it, try to post 2mo.

I got you and I will be here tomorrow. I'll be damned if I No Show.

[OG Maestro]

My Grandfather

Your love is lost in the meadows, if it blossoms? Say hello
Can't be level-headed when the mold of your mind's clay has fell low
Lost shape. No geometric prisms can imprison what you let die
Don't forget, guy.
Salary caps for time our useless when the damage's depth's high
I use to preach to myself in devilish, practically, menacing speech
"This savage's synthetic lies will all die and need a fuckin' medic to find"
..An angry teen trying to face a raw cow before I could finish the beef..
"I'm gonna ravage his mind then let it settle in bandaged belief"
..A rebel, I'd rather die than sit still. So I took a stand on my seat..
With a vision of vengeance, sharp as Poseidon's trident; I would span the seas
I always thought if I ignored winds of truth that breached, I could ban the breeze
So one day... I sat down with my father without resentment in my heart
He reversed time's stream of existence to share a story and present it from the start

My Father

Shit started to go hell at the end of December, I'll say Midnight
Photographic memories descended into a play in dead sight
What my mother didn't know about my father at the time
Was that where he got his dough was theft backed in crime
I could understand if he was in trouble and had to clap the nine
Each eroded fact would adapt to my mind how he was trapped and fined
I give him credit though, that Winter he walked through the snow's weather
Then pops went away for years, I even still got all of the nigga's old letters
Each line my fresh mind deciphered made me bigger and so better
I would go home solely to focus on making the rhythm and flow wetter
Behind clothes doors I lived in misery and all emotion would bleed at night
And when your household's ears are closed you learn to breathe the mic
It's amazing, to find a way to grace airwaves with mountains of truth
And trickle down wordplay's ocean to open banks of wisdom; fountains of youth
My heartbeat lingers and pounds in the booth -- now I know what's a testament
If you look through the transparencies, it's just a challenge. A test that's meant,
To influence the body it grabs 'hold of, by the hems deep in the soul
I took me a while to figure out, each Emcees' pens keeps them whole

My life's door had swung open when my Grandmother peeped the hole...
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My Grandmother

She told me the way I walked, talked, looked and shook to my feet
Was the same way my pops made pages of lyrics that booked the beat
I made a connection from my grand daddy down to my very own
It seem like our passionate bodies tried swimming in a buried home
Because Granddaddy never felt a father and always had kept to himself
But the nigga forgot about his own fucking son, it was debt to HIS health
Even when he was unemployed and my mama was pregnant....wait..
...He would never accept the help....because it was never in set his ways
My bloodline of men had pride deep in their veins and strapped to their belt
Could cop a dime hand-in-hand on the corner but never dapped where it's felt
Somewhere in our history plates of trouble had grind together like Compton fault lines
The center of confusion; now I comprehend my all of my genetic, common adult ties
I've grown into a man that never needed a man
Beached all my stress just for them to seat in the sand
Recede and reside together... just like a cataclysmic solution
Just like Jesus waded in Jordan's water...
It's up to me to warp our family's smog; the wrapped and arisen pollution

My son will never have to endure audio of all three of our rain
Clocks copy time, but its visual effects are left. So we shower in pain
In hopes that each strain of problem may wain down the drain
But until we let go -- whatever movie life plays will sound the same

Just fucking let it all go
Just let it all go
Let it all go
It's all gone

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I've let go

[143]

On a lunch break but I have to give this some serious time...will be editing this also

[143]

Ok reading both verses I see you guys attacking an emotional route. Dia.....whoa....the smilies where basic yet complex on a greater scale. Each representative word was like a piece of a bigger emotional picture. The internals and rhyme scheme just added a color to the overall drop that I had to read twice. The deepest line for me was the broken plate line...as simple it was the vision from that line was dope

PF I liked your verse. The emotions were there, a little turned down from Dia but you brought it from a unique perspective. Taking each elder was a dope move but by separating them and not let it be a continued flow real capped the emotions. You should have added transitional lines to keep the emotions and build off of them. Funny thing is that your whole topic was on that transition.

V Dia

[CLA919]

I guess because Professors work is one of which I actually read up on this site I see GREAT maturity in what he said... like he grew larger then life before our very eyes and nobody else seems to notice that.

Dia I am not undermining what you wrote cause no doubt you came strong.... I am just challenging the other voters who are in a dilemma on which way to go to maybe figure out what the purpose of the league is... to grow or stay complacent. Big dogs like Dia should be in a league of their own.

I'm going for the underdog (NOT JUST CAUSE WE'RE COOL) but because it took a lot of courage to say what he did and I feel he needs to be commended for that.

v/ Professor_Frost

[OG Maestro]

On a vote of 3-1, Dia Wins.

Closed.