C1: ((Schematic)) vs. Ruck (Open Mic)

[STRONGARM]

10 Bars Due Friday 09/05/08. Vote on other Battles..!

[Ruck]

dont expect anything great schem.

[Schematic]

Word, im running two battle this week but ill make it.

[Ruck]

so i woke up...
laughing, quiet crazy, i was derranged at that
i, a coffee pheen, similar to white chicks i craved the black
dumbfounded, street was packed, but didnt usually come crowded
a revolutionary riot? flames embarked, the sky was sun powdered
the time was past, menu outdated, chanting "flames to the regime"
heavy metal arnie swartzenegger approach, to rage against the machine
shades of grey combined, the so called superior race stopped running
hints of saviour, they were coming, our defence force would stop nothing
the minorities were now major, solo fighters became armies
racism now returned and people feared two nazis more then tsunamis
every group for one fight, timeframes avoided and irrelevant
superforces showed no harm, peasants were no longer foiled or unhesitant
earth as we know it, became the site for skulls, a war zone
children gripped cellphones, tried to follow ET and call home
mindgames hypnotic, death but a breath from toxic
ears altered by headphones, giants cryed deaf to hobbits
planet E was done, rubbish and fumes became feasts
couple hundred million people stood true and blamed priests
noon to the world, the time draw near, "its a quarter to twelve"
not even tom cruise couldnt get a start in our war of the worlds
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lol, very rusty i know, didnt read through it just wrote and post. gimmie a couple weeks and im back.

[Schematic]

The Third Renaissance.

The first game that I ever played was Battleship.
By the first grade I was rehearsing phrases to battle kids.
And on the dawn of the third day I mastered calculus.
Advanced in mathematics, and was classed as an alchemist.
Then I spit lists of amalgamous vicious shit,
My flow defined the differences between what viscous and vicious is.
The first child torn from Christ's style - forged from light.
My words formed earth born wild forms of life.
I harness electron charges in nebulous clouds.
Then Matic spreads it around til' statics bred from the sound.
Schems the captain of a ravager team, craftin them scavenger genes.
So when you lose, you hope the next guy they battle is me.
He resides in an endless grove of raw gold trenches,
In a land where the tempests rose with the lost souls vengeance.
I crossed both dimensions just to see if Rucks tough...
Did you really think that I wouldn't rip it the fuck up?
Look son, Prepare for the Genetic Genesis.
This is the third renaissance of artificial intelligence.
I'm just here to present the evidence,
And my presence IS the proof: Cause I fuckin said it is.

[Ruck]

Then I spit lists of amalgamous vicious shit,
My flow defined the differences between what viscous and vicious is.
damn.

nice verse bro. i know u got this one lol.

[I Go There]

This is what an open mic battle is.

Hot verses from both. Multis, punchlines and both flowed well. My vote came down to the punchlines.

"Schems the captain of a ravager team, craftin them scavenger genes.
So when you lose, you hope the next guy they battle is me."


Vote: Schematic. Killer close and that punchline.

[Schematic]

Nice verse Ruckus, especially for being away for a while.

[Biter]

i really like ur writings

[Don Dotta]

he'll be banned soon^^

shades of grey combined, the so called superior race stopped running
hints of saviour, they were coming, our defence force would stop nothing
the minorities were now major, solo fighters became armies
racism now returned and people feared two nazis more then tsunamis
every group for one fight, timeframes avoided and irrelevant
superforces showed no harm, peasants were no longer foiled or unhesitant

Was feelin this alot^^...

i felt like ruck ran with what he had pretty damn good for being away a while..not showin to many signs of rust..imagery was there and the story was pretty good as well..if i had to judge it on a 1 to 10 scale..id give it..6.0

The first child torn from Christ's style - forged from light.
My words formed earth born wild forms of life.
I harness electron charges in nebulous clouds.
Then Matic spreads it around til' statics bred from the sound.
Schems the captain of a ravager team, craftin them scavenger genes.
So when you lose, you hope the next guy they battle is me.

Pure dopeness^^...



schem is just fuckin crazy..you really did kill topic in my eyes..the flow and multi usage was all there as it ran side by side with a few good points of imagery...structure and everything else was all included to give your verse the shine it just needed to grab the win for me..out of 10.....8.0








Vote:Schem





Nice battle fellas..stay up...

[Schematic]

Originally Posted by Biter

i really like ur writings

Wow thats fucked up...



Thanks for voting Don.

[PrahSpekt]

Idk if i'm able to vote yet, but once I get enough posts I'll edit this with a vote. Just wanted to say props to both, both of you had some sick shit. Schem's was quite flawless IMO, Ruck's was solid aswell. Good battle guys, hope to see more from both of you.

[Ruck]

props on the votes guys.

[Xylo]

Ruck the first part of your verse was a little bit flat but that was expected considering you were away from writing for a minute your concepts were clean and thought invoking now the 2nd part was really back to normal Rucky style.

you came with well thought out material and it was very vivid and smooth to read.

my favorite section was this:

the minorities were now major, solo fighters became armies
racism now returned and people feared two nazis more then tsunamis
every group for one fight, timeframes avoided and irrelevant
superforces showed no harm, peasants were no longer foiled or unhesitant
earth as we know it, became the site for skulls, a war zone
children gripped cellphones, tried to follow ET and call home
mindgames hypnotic, death but a breath from toxic
ears altered by headphones, giants cryed deaf to hobbits
planet E was done, rubbish and fumes became feasts
couple hundred million people stood true and blamed priests
noon to the world, the time draw near, "its a quarter to twelve"
not even tom cruise couldnt get a start in our war of the worlds



-VS-


Scheme



scheme you came with a very nice piece your style is always tightly creative and your vocab is always top notch not many here create a verse like you can.
i liked the way you incorporated a dig at your opponent (i like doing that at times also)
your verse had some serious metaphorical content, from begining to end you came with sensible clear conceptual ideas.

my favorite section:

I harness electron charges in nebulous clouds.
Then Matic spreads it around til' statics bred from the sound.
Schems the captain of a ravager team, craftin them scavenger genes.
So when you lose, you hope the next guy they battle is me.
He resides in an endless grove of raw gold trenches,
In a land where the tempests rose with the lost souls vengeance.
I crossed both dimensions just to see if Rucks tough...
Did you really think that I wouldn't rip it the fuck up?
Look son, Prepare for the Genetic Genesis.
This is the third renaissance of artificial intelligence.
I'm just here to present the evidence,
And my presence IS the proof: Cause I fuckin said it is.



after reading both verses twice more i have to say that had Rucks verse started as hot as he finished i believe this would have been much harder to judge out right.
but due to Scheme overwhelming conceptual idea and creativity i have to give my vote to.

Scheme

Respect to both guys.

[R.D.]

ruck.
laughing, quiet crazy, i was derranged at that
i, a coffee pheen, similar to white chicks i craved the black
dumbfounded, street was packed, but didnt usually come crowded
a revolutionary riot? flames embarked, the sky was sun powdered

lol at the white chicks.. i hate you.. serious flow as usual

the time was past, menu outdated, chanting "flames to the regime"
heavy metal arnie swartzenegger approach, to rage against the machine

oh that is so illy.. serious i love that!

shades of grey combined, the so called superior race stopped running
hints of saviour, they were coming, our defence force would stop nothing
the minorities were now major, solo fighters became armies
racism now returned and people feared two nazis more then tsunamis

word flow is easy words are pieced gracefully and you are doing your thing

every group for one fight, timeframes avoided and irrelevant
superforces showed no harm, peasants were no longer foiled or unhesitant
earth as we know it, became the site for skulls, a war zone
children gripped cellphones, tried to follow ET and call home

word.. earth as we know it line was illy..

mindgames hypnotic, death but a breath from toxic
ears altered by headphones, giants cryed deaf to hobbits

jesus.. well played! just fuckin well played is all sir!

planet E was done, rubbish and fumes became feasts
couple hundred million people stood true and blamed priests
noon to the world, the time draw near, "its a quarter to twelve"
not even tom cruise couldnt get a start in our war of the worlds

word.. nice ending.. when i was active on this site before i had seen you but i didnt dabble in text so i never really have seen your work but what i've been seeing lately, if thats you rusty i dont want to see you WD-40'd up.. good shit man i loved the flow it would have translated easily to audio IMO and well written for something you did hastily


Schematic
The first game that I ever played was Battleship.
By the first grade I was rehearsing phrases to battle kids.

hmm.. yeah i do.. absolutely.. i hate you.. tis a sick as rhyme pattern and just a sick bar

And on the dawn of the third day I mastered calculus.
Advanced in mathematics, and was classed as an alchemist.

oh jesus what the fuck.. hate you more!

Then I spit lists of amalgamous vicious shit,
My flow defined the differences between what viscous and vicious is.

i swear to god schem.. this so far is like the coolest shit ive read from you.. i fuckin' love this in the text state or the audio

The first child torn from Christ's style - forged from light.
My words formed earth born wild forms of life.
I harness electron charges in nebulous clouds.
Then Matic spreads it around til' statics bred from the sound.

ditto to everything ive already said and fuck you.

Schems the captain of a ravager team, craftin them scavenger genes.
So when you lose, you hope the next guy they battle is me.
He resides in an endless grove of raw gold trenches,
In a land where the tempests rose with the lost souls vengeance.

the syllable rhythm is just nasty in these 2 bars... nasty!

I crossed both dimensions just to see if Rucks tough...
Did you really think that I wouldn't rip it the fuck up?

thats not nice! fuckin aggression

Look son, Prepare for the Genetic Genesis.
This is the third renaissance of artificial intelligence.
I'm just here to present the evidence,
And my presence IS the proof: Cause I fuckin said it is.

god damn you.. nasty ending.. i really do honestly believe this is your best work.. is a perfect open mic.. it did the job

ruck i thought you might win cause your verse was dope but schem i guess had a spark and just killed it for me.. i don't know what it was just sickness

thank you both for a dope read

V...Schem