OM1 ((Exis)) vs. Xylo

[STRONGARM]

10 Bars due Friday. Vote on other battles..!

[Exis]

check , where's you?...

[Xylo]

check check i didnt log into check since this morning .

GL

LOL!!! @ Strongs AVY HA! HAAA!!!

[Exis]

a cross hangs from the neck , over a lost angel's chest...
durin' the roamin' of hands , when instead of leavin' safely for home from her campus...
she was prone to bein' taken advantage by the motives of man , groped and mishandled...
instantly thrown to the canvas , feelin' so stranded , all alone and abandoned...
she reminisces as her knees receive blows upon landin' , from upright to a kneelin'...
ask for the grantin' of wishes , when one's life is in a demandin' position...
where the stand that a being had chosen gets dismantled of growth...
feelin' hopeless she scrambles , into the kitchen...
searchin' around in her efforts and attempts to find answers via murderous weapons...
any objects within reach will most certainly do , when in urgent need to relieve such hurtful intentions...
she finds it worthless to question what's obvious , would rather seek out a hidden spot...
with meat cleavers swingin' from hips he bursts in the room , while flickin' the switches on...
the other limb is holdin' a lifted glock , movin' thru the scene like his image cops...
watchin' for signals , perimeter creepin' the buildings inner section thinkin' he's teamed with swat...
but here there's no stickers swaz , no prejudice ink rocked on a victim...
just a queen that believes in god , concealed and killin' the grief by carvin' her wrists...
markin' the skin on a path embarkin' with sin , armed with the top of a tin can...
she cuts 'til it's in half , the rust leaves a swift rash appearin' amongst the carnage she sits...
he hardens his grip on both instruments , she can hardly breathe as the target is hit...
thought he'd let off for the fuck of it , and remarkably the arc of it ripped...
after it ricocheted from the celin' , thru a heart that was weak...
yet she had already cardiac arrested in the second harm was released...

my bad for the extra bar.

[Xylo]

im here i had to take a bike to miami at 2am fri morning i didnt get back till friday at about 10 i was too tired from the drive to write i will post my verse while i`m logged on now.


my bad EX i aint No showin.

I`m a pimp man check it!

Gangstas hold a candle to no man understand my vibe
They send lulibys to guys and snuff out many lives!
I`m a wild boy about mines no muse used or disguise
A top dog in them streets an bred many a basterd child!
My BMW is sittin tight got a baaad! bitch to my right
Top dog head high in the fog bank rolls lookin tite!
As she strokes my shlong im on my phone hustles on
middle muscles strong on her tounge im rubbin her thong
Passers by see my dome light on no stoppin we gettin it on!
Swervin slick in the moment no mention what she gettin in
next stop La`Quinta inn soon as she reclined in my Corinthians!
Seat belts sinched her in an she thick my men!damn Video Vixens!

watch this!!

Window down sipping crown Xy a shade tree mechanic and in a sec
She gettin wrecked through her neck next ima oil her ass down!
Puttin the hammer down she almost drowned in the starter fluid
pulled the choke before she gave out of air before she blew it
You suburb types cant fathom this anaconda style i`m pimpin
I`m a brave heart an break hearts when i drop the dick in
I leave hoes perplexed when i flex because i slipped the EX-IN!
Left her limpin after i slipped my tip in step out trick!
Move quick !so i can let the next bitch get in!
Yeah Xylos the truth this niggah! totes semen long like runways
Got enough DNA to pump hoes stomachs full for 30 days!
Have em usin the Jiz like an aerosol spray except i give em refills
on the first 2nd an third check days! see how i preach the ill shit?
Bitches tend to get pregnant every time that i spit! Xys sick wit it!
Y-Chromo boys cant get with it! cant fathom it! get ya hustle on
Hold ya bitch or imma grab ya chick! so i can put my muscle on her lol!!!


Extinction Level Event> E.L.E

[R.D.]

a cross hangs from the neck , over a lost angel's chest...
durin' the roamin' of hands , when instead of leavin' safely for home from her campus...
she was prone to bein' taken advantage by the motives of man , groped and mishandled...
instantly thrown to the canvas , feelin' so stranded , all alone and abandoned...

nice opening i immediately know what you are talking about and youve done a good job of not blatantly saying it or being to horrorcore

she reminisces as her knees receive blows upon landin' , from upright to a kneelin'...
ask for the grantin' of wishes , when one's life is in a demandin' position...
where the stand that a being had chosen gets dismantled of growth...
feelin' hopeless she scrambles , into the kitchen...

telling the story very well with a consistent flow and choice wording

searchin' around in her efforts and attempts to find answers via murderous weapons...
any objects within reach will most certainly do , when in urgent need to relieve such hurtful intentions...
she finds it worthless to question what's obvious , would rather seek out a hidden spot...
with meat cleavers swingin' from hips he bursts in the room , while flickin' the switches on...

i love this.. the first two line were so fucking quotable man really.. good shit

the other limb is holdin' a lifted glock , movin' thru the scene like his image cops...
watchin' for signals , perimeter creepin' the buildings inner section thinkin' he's teamed with swat...
but here there's no stickers swaz , no prejudice ink rocked on a victim...
just a queen that believes in god , concealed and killin' the grief by carvin' her wrists...

good shit but wasn't feeling it as much as the rest of the verse kind of took a break to me i don't know

markin' the skin on a path embarkin' with sin , armed with the top of a tin can...
she cuts 'til it's in half , the rust leaves a swift rash appearin' amongst the carnage she sits...
he hardens his grip on both instruments , she can hardly breathe as the target is hit...
thought he'd let off for the fuck of it , and remarkably the arc of it ripped...
after it ricocheted from the celin' , thru a heart that was weak...
yet she had already cardiac arrested in the second harm was released...

illy ass ending.. you definitely built up the whole verse and didn't disappoint with the climactic ending

Xylo
Gangstas hold a candle to no man understand my vibe
They send lulibys to guys and snuff out many lives!
I`m a wild boy about mines no muse used or disguise
A top dog in them streets an bred many a basterd child!

decent opener liked the flow.. dont know where the topic is going im assuming bragadocious

My BMW is sittin tight got a baaad! bitch to my right
Top dog head high in the fog bank rolls lookin tite!
As she strokes my shlong im on my phone hustles on
middle muscles strong on her tounge im rubbin her thong

yep.. just a braggy OM i'm gathering.. decent little tidbit here but saying schlong is like saying poop seems childish lol feel me?

Passers by see my dome light on no stoppin we gettin it on!
Swervin slick in the moment no mention what she gettin in
next stop La`Quinta inn soon as she reclined in my Corinthians!
Seat belts sinched her in an she thick my men!damn Video Vixens!

nice with the multi's and kind of setting the scene for us lol at la quinta inn.. word!

Window down sipping crown Xy a shade tree mechanic and in a sec
She gettin wrecked through her neck next ima oil her ass down!
Puttin the hammer down she almost drowned in the starter fluid
pulled the choke before she gave out of air before she blew it

lol good metaphors and everything my dude but you had down as a multi three times and that hurt these lines a lot

You suburb types cant fathom this anaconda style i`m pimpin
I`m a brave heart an break hearts when i drop the dick in
I leave hoes perplexed when i flex because i slipped the EX-IN!
Left her limpin after i slipped my tip in step out trick!
Move quick !so i can let the next bitch get in!

again decent lines here you held your flow and topic

Yeah Xylos the truth this niggah! totes semen long like runways
Got enough DNA to pump hoes stomachs full for 30 days!
Have em usin the Jiz like an aerosol spray except i give em refills
on the first 2nd an third check days! see how i preach the ill shit?
Bitches tend to get pregnant every time that i spit! Xys sick wit it!

your flow and end rhymes are hurting a bit here but your still doing your thing

Y-Chromo boys cant get with it! cant fathom it! get ya hustle on
Hold ya bitch or imma grab ya chick! so i can put my muscle on her lol!!!

eh decent ender but hustleon-muscleonher doesn't work too well
basically what you chose as an open mic was cool but ran out of steam real quick you feel me

end result fellas was a well told story verse a more swag drop..

v.. Exis.. good battle to both

[impolite]

durin' the roamin' of hands , when instead of leavin' safely for home from her campus...
she was prone to bein' taken advantage by the motives of man , groped and mishandled...
instantly thrown to the canvas , feelin' so stranded , all alone and abandoned...

awesome scheme haha, just dope.


she cuts 'til it's in half , the rust leaves a swift rash appearin' amongst the carnage she sits...
he hardens his grip on both instruments , she can hardly breathe as the target is hit...
thought he'd let off for the fuck of it , and remarkably the arc of it ripped...

here too, incredible lyricism.


scheme throughout is just amazing but this didn't lose glory anywhere along the line in regard to the imagery and storytelling. cool idea but with a real fresh outlook to match. line by line stayed very articulate as well as keeping up with the flow and fundamental obligations. you tell a story better than most topical heads haha.


I`m a wild boy about mines no muse used or disguise

really dug this line here


Window down sipping crown Xy a shade tree mechanic and in a sec
She gettin wrecked through her neck next ima oil her ass down!

scheme opened up real nice here, smooth.


some sweet references throughout, wording was nice and ending was cool, had me laughing here and there. thought there were areas you couldve hauled the flow in a bit and expanded on your multies, but you kept the internals coming pretty smoothly throughout. beginning was kinda eh to me cause it seemed like you were trying to rhyme more than be clear about what you were saying at first but you picked up alot after the first bar. referencing and wording carried it, along with some old school swagger but didnt feel you exhausted lots of creativity on this or all of your lyrical talent. sly all the same breth.


vote-exis

[Criticize]

ok exis i dont like your structure at all, your bars ending and rhyming words seem to be all over the place its FUCKING HARD to follow your flow, and to have such a shitty structure you need a few more multi's to bring it all together imo.

xylo i thought i was going to like your piece, better. mainly because thats the sort of style i dig rather than the airy fairy exis type rhymes, but you didnt do it good enough. like your verse was cool, but it needed a little something extra, like a couple more meta's or real creative lines. you feel me? it had the audio vibe for me rather than the stand out text piece, but was a cool verse in the end.

i have to give this to exis, hes verse was just on a higher level is the only reason, like i said i like xylo's style better, but exis pretty much was just a BIT better in all the writing categories and thus gets the nod from me.

decent showing.

vote-exis.

[STRONGARM]

3 - 0 KO.. Exis Wins..!