[8] Mystik Mind [9] Ill-Mental

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Topic Lock The Door!

Aight Checkin In...Lock The Door...Good Luck...

ok im checkin in.... got my place even tho i came late i guess...... well good luck

There Was No Line Limit So I'm Droppin 30...Match It If Ya Want...It Dont Matter...


..::A Lost Love::..
The Sweet Smell Of Your Loving Body Is Something I Dont Want To Forget..
Having To Letting You Go Was Painful, Every Night Its Something I Regret..
We Went On Our Seperate Paths...Unfortunately Our Paths Never Crossed..
You Were Everything To Me, I'd Do Anything For You...But Now Our Love Is Lost..
We Had Good Times, We Had Some Bad, But We Always Worked It Out In The End..
But Your Love For Me Was Questionable...At Times I Thought It Was Pretend..
It Wasnt Easy To See At First But After I Knew You Were A Selfish Manipulator..
I Had To Let You Go...Keeping You Was Too Much Pain, It Was A Heart-Breaker..
But My Love For You Was As Strong As Ever...My Heart Bled For You Red Raw..
I Cant Cope With The Constant Reminders Of You...Its Time For Me To Lock The Door..

..::A Life About Drugs::..
Yes There Have Been Many A Time When I Have Reduced Myself To Taking Drugs..
Mainly Because I Wanted To Do What I Saw By The Kids That Were Faking Thugs..
They Took Over My Life At One Point...Nothing To Live For...People Didnt Want To Look At Me..
Went To Friends And Family For Refuge...They Didnt Want To Know...They Forgot Me..
They Turned Me Away...Locked The Door On Me And I Was Mentally In The Gutter..
"Its Your Own Fault" I Always Used To Get Told, Thinking Everything Was Like Bread And Butter..
Started To Get Over My Addiction...Made Something Of Myself...Made People Proud..
I Want To Help Others To Quit But How Can I When Its Unbearable To Speak Aloud..
Thinking To Myself That The Only Way To Confront Me Fear Is To Help Those More..
For Those Who Blocked Me Out...I'm Doing The Same..Drugs Is Gone...I Locked The Door..

..::Bad Memories::..
Small Children Growing Up With Violent Parents Is A Horrific Thing To Think About..
How About Witnessing It...Being Locked Away With The Noise Of Your Mental Shout..
Parents Locking The Doors...Your Isolated With No-Where To Go...All On Your Own..
From A Small Child To Seventeen...The Hate That Built For Your Parents Have Grown..
Its Amazing To Have Turned Out The Way You Have...After Being Locked Away From The Real World..
Constant Thinkin Of What You Have Done Wrong...Trying To Steer Clear Of A Fist Being Hurld..
Breakdown Of Mentality...Life Cant Go On But You Feel You Must To Revive Yourself..
Nothing Can Stop You...On Your Own In Many Senses, Its Scary To Be By Yourself..
No More Dreams About When You Dont Seem To Stop Falling Until You Hit The Floor..
Because I Have The Ability To Block These Feeling Out...I Have The Key To Lock The Door..



Aight There Ya Have It...30 Lines...Good Luck Ill...Didnt Know I Was Up Against You So Best Of Luck...

damn you took what i was gonna write about....... oh well i got some other ideaz........ mine will be up shortly

Lol...Sorry Man But I Just Keyed Dat Quickly Earlier...I Didnt Have The Time To Work On Anything...

its cool...... i got some free time right now and i got another idea so good luck to ya

-David-

There was a boy, lets call him david, about the age of nine-
had a good family, that was loving, never a bad thought ran through his mind\
He always listened to his parents, would never disobey their words-
was only in the 3rd grade, but was already classified a nerd\
He wore broken glasses, and was fascinated with science-
also a genius with electronics, could build any appliance\
Got straight A's is school, he did every homework assignment-
teachers said he could go anywhere, but they never thought confinement\

6 years later, david is 15,going into the 9th grade-
still wore glasses, and played magic, every day he loved to trade\
In middle school he was teased, but it didnt bother him at all-
he would never lose his temper, even when they put his head in a stall\
He knew that he was better, and his life would go places-
just in case it never did, he remembered the bullie's faces\
There was Johnny, Dick, and Ben, who all played the same sport-
then there was Steven, Mat, Jesse, and lets not forget Stuart\
David hated these boys, yet he would never say a word-
becuase of this, he would get beat up, and no one would have heard\

One day in class David was paying attention, when a book hit his head-
he stood up and touched his scalp, his hand was covered with red\
He looked over at Johnny, who was laughing really hard-
David punched him 6 times, and said "thats for all the times you called me retard"\
He the ran out of the class crying, and ran all the way home-
he never even thought of all the blood that was coming out his dome\
He ran in his house, up the stairs, and into his room-
he flung open his closet and put on his matrix costume\
Then he ran downstairs, and went into his father's closet-
there was guns, bullets, knives, and a bow that said "composite"\

David went back to school that day, his eyes were still filled with tears-
he couldnt stop crying, anger was built up for years\
First he found stuart who was walking with Mat and ben-
David yelled "hey, this should make sure you never beat me up again!"\
He pulled out his fathers shotgun and inflicted the 3 boys fatal pain\
all the kids ran, they tried to hide and run away-
but david had more people left inside his mind that day\
Before he found the other boys, the school cop shot in 4 times-
he was arrested and then charged, with 14 separate crimes\

David went to court, he was charged with murder 1-
there were also other charges, like coming to school with a gun\
David was found guilty, was put in jail for life without parole-
he had hated the boys he shot, he was glad they payed the toll\
He killed the boys for making fun, but in jail there would be far more-
They threw him in his jail cell, turned anround, and Locked the Door\

............................May the best man win............................

i call for DAVID

^^^^^^^^^^^wtf............................... you are an idiot..... wtf does that mean?

both drops r ill, both good concepts, aint gona vote coz its hard but both heavy concepts.

Ill-Mental takes it because that three-pronged topical shit kills everybody who writes it. MM: Stick to one topic! Please! The last of your three verses was really good. If you would've built off of that, you certainly would have had a chance at winning.

Ill-Mental takes it, even though it was a, dare I say: "played" concept. Good consistency, flow and story. .

Vote: Ill-Mental

note: I can't poll vote, Maxson: add one on for me.

^^Word And Respect For Sayin Dat...I Didnt Have No Time To Work On Anything So I Just Wrote Down Idea's That Came To My Head...Nice Drop Ill...Knew It Would Come Hard From You...

So 1-0 Ill...

Nice From Both but Ill took it
mystik came a bit weaker which wa unusual
except for the last verse, which i thought was tight
but ill had consitency and his verse was smooth and flowed

Prop's to both

Vote=ill mental