Open Mic Belt: Exis vs. ((7th Crescent))

[STRONGARM]

12 Bars Due Friday 07/25
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[7th Crescent]

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[Exis]

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[7th Crescent]

I Can .....
Break bread with peasants, or make bread with kings..
or place stakes for second....and take the whole thing..
snakes and liars...differences... i can distinguish quick..
or enter the lake of fire... and in one movement Exis-tinguish it..
with sizzling fingertips, sipping on exsistant's faucet..
shifting through the gift of life...lived too much and lost it..
no such thing as Stallin...just self reflection..
it's coming to terms with what u find...that's one's wealth investing..
dealt with aggression...felt I needed help..no question..
hell...my best fell less of success, pressed a weapon to my head and..
ask for my release...im the key to my struggles..
all this potential in me...but i'm not a piece to your puzzle..
you want me to speak with this muzzle?.. Ill teach with the pencil..
secrete my mentals through signals..perform speech with instrumentals..
this is my leave..I greived too receive more pain, i'm bolder..
this is my life!....I'll live it.. you can have the left overs.. your reps over..
the beast answers! Ring master! Runs a ruthless circus..
don’t try and trace the circuits!..the blueprints perfect..
removing turbans..sending heat at hair strands and follicles..
leave kids uglier than faces of Mike Strahan in articles..
I hold Arnold Palmer flow..have kids calling audibles..
standing with thumbs in mouths!..palming toddler clothes..
I’m honored, honorable, been known to hold horrid carnivals..
& wordplay that’ll eat Exis's kids like Jeffery Dahmer clones..

[Exis]

unlock the galaxy , open the fuckin' planet we be hung off on gravity...
up with an allen key , I'm curious of it's contents...
and if it gets repeatedly stuck upon entrance , when in the latch it should promptly seem...
to not immediately fit , I'll furiously rip thru this blocked clench that's trappin' me from seein' what' s in it...
usin' forceful ways via impact with speed , until the barricaded weakened strength busts like I'm leapin' thru bricks...
enter the shit and conceal the best stuffed down in drawers , graspin' what I can before the explosives I've set...
take affect and go off , like where passion for vanishin' the masses is high in numbers...
we're apparently clashin against masters that practice in masked sin...
assassins actin' out blasphemy , in classes believin' they passin' with flyin' colors...
when times are no less than lovely...
before havoc shines and attacks the brightness so bluntly , leavin' things surprisingly duller...
as the skyline plummets to rubble on fire after an aircraft has ruptured...
the structure above us , if one's underneath what was upward consistin' of hundreds...
not to mention all the passengers that so tragically crashed in , unannounced on arrival...
thru the windows they instantly come with an insane cunnin' route that's just to douse the survivors...
suicidal cowards in timin' , and after a few hours life within minutes...
went from existence to nothin' , no livin' discovered in the buildings diminished to rubbish...
the streets are lined with victims of children slumped on the gutter that's motherless...
reminiscin' on the cuddles received , when they were in need for some nourishment...
and givin' encouragement , from missin' sisters and brothers...
a young girl is perched on her haunches , another is sittin' next to the dirt that's been dug up while she was searchin' what's fallen...
a birth becomes orphaned , in a world that is morbid we're forever encircled in torment...
more than never are we better off certain , not to be content when ignorin'...
terrorist persons we're warned of , jettin' reckless like beheaded severed squashed vermin...

[Xylo]

I Can .....
Break bread with peasants, or make bread with kings..
or place stakes for second....and take the whole thing..
snakes and liars...differences... i can distinguish quick..
or enter the lake of fire... and in one movement Exis-tinguish it..
Nice
with sizzling fingertips, sipping on exsistant's faucet..
shifting through the gift of life...lived too much and lost it..
ok
no such thing as Stallin...just self reflection..
it's coming to terms with what u find...that's one's wealth investing..
ok
dealt with aggression...felt I needed help..no question..
hell...my best fell less of success, pressed a weapon to my head and..
ask for my release...im the key to my struggles..
all this potential in me...but i'm not a piece to your puzzle..
nice
you want me to speak with this muzzle?.. Ill teach with the pencil..
secrete my mentals through signals..perform speech with instrumentals..
heating up!
this is my leave..I greived too receive more pain, i'm bolder..
this is my life!....I'll live it.. you can have the left overs.. your reps over..
ok
the beast answers! Ring master! Runs a ruthless circus..
don’t try and trace the circuits!..the blueprints perfect..
removing turbans..sending heat at hair strands and follicles..
leave kids uglier than faces of Mike Strahan in articles..
sick
I hold Arnold Palmer flow..have kids calling audibles..
standing with thumbs in mouths!..palming toddler clothes..
whoa!
I’m honored, honorable, been known to hold horrid carnivals..
& wordplay that’ll eat Exis's kids like Jeffery Dahmer clones..
nice ending!

-vs-

Exis

unlock the galaxy , open the fuckin' planet we be hung off on gravity...
up with an allen key , I'm curious of it's contents...
and if it gets repeatedly stuck upon entrance , when in the latch it should promptly seem...
to not immediately fit , I'll furiously rip thru this blocked clench that's trappin' me from seein' what' s in it...
usin' forceful ways via impact with speed , until the barricaded weakened strength busts like I'm leapin' thru bricks...
Nice opener great idea

enter the shit and conceal the best stuffed down in drawers , graspin' what I can before the explosives I've set...
take affect and go off , like where passion for vanishin' the masses is high in numbers...
we're apparently clashin against masters that practice in masked sin...
ok

assassins actin' out blasphemy , in classes believin' they passin' with flyin' colors...
when times are no less than lovely...
before havoc shines and attacks the brightness so bluntly , leavin' things surprisingly duller...
ok

as the skyline plummets to rubble on fire after an aircraft has ruptured...
the structure above us , if one's underneath what was upward consistin' of hundreds...
nice could have used "hundredths" for iller effect

not to mention all the passengers that so tragically crashed in , unannounced on arrival...
thru the windows they instantly come with an insane cunnin' route that's just to douse the survivors...
seems stretched and forced

suicidal cowards in timin' , and after a few hours life within minutes...
went from existence to nothin' , no livin' discovered in the buildings diminished to rubbish...
the streets are lined with victims of children slumped on the gutter that's motherless...
reminiscin' on the cuddles received , when they were in need for some nourishment...
and givin' encouragement , from missin' sisters and brothers...
nice multies kinda long lines though!

a young girl is perched on her haunches , another is sittin' next to the dirt that's been dug up while she was searchin' what's fallen...
a birth becomes orphaned , in a world that is morbid we're forever encircled in torment...
nice

more than never are we better off certain , not to be content when ignorin'...
terrorist persons we're warned of , jettin' reckless like beheaded severed squashed vermin...
eh! ok finish!



ok who do ya love? 7ths direct approach and short lines
or exis longer bar story telling multies setups?

hmm! lets see!

7th
you started of nicely but not ultra impactfull but you brought the heat from the 3rd bar on down and blazed from there the multies flow and vocab were on point your piece was a bit braggish and even contained a lil punch at your opponent i didnt have to see were you were going
you went there.

Exis
you came out the gate with a nice story line had multies from the out set pretty nice vocab descriptors and metas used. but at times while reading it the line length and time it takes to get to your line end was hurting the flow a lil bit. but with your style one has to know how to seperate your bars to know when your combo ends and when it begins because sometimes you include 3-4-5-6
different multi combo hits in a phrase. so if you notice
i didnt place a bold comment till i knew where your line ended and the next one began!

over all i can say with good conscious that i though the winner was.............

Exis he came with a sicker verse than 7th (in this one!)

Respect to both we are DC fams!

[1/2 Wit It]

7th Crescent;

I Can .....
Break bread with peasants, or make bread with kings..
or place stakes for second....and take the whole thing..
snakes and liars...differences... i can distinguish quick..
or enter the lake of fire... and in one movement Exis-tinguish it..

This was a hot opener..Wording was really sharp

ask for my release...im the key to my struggles..
all this potential in me...but i'm not a piece to your puzzle..
you want me to speak with this muzzle?.. Ill teach with the pencil..
secrete my mentals through signals..perform speech with instrumentals..

Felt the first bar in this section was better than the second..but I still enjoyed them both.

the beast answers! Ring master! Runs a ruthless circus..
don’t try and trace the circuits!..the blueprints perfect..

I think the wording in the first line can be smoothed out a bit, other than that I thought this was cool.

I hold Arnold Palmer flow..have kids calling audibles..
standing with thumbs in mouths!..palming toddler clothes..

Haha. This is clever..

Overall; I felt this was a good verse from you, 7th. You had a few ideas in there that I really liked, especially in that opening section..but there was nothing in the rest of the verse that had that same heat..I really got the impression that you rushed this verse, because many of your bars were poorly worded..Also, as I continued to read, I became alittle confused..It's like when you first started off, you had a main idea in mind of what you wanted the drop to be about, but as it continued on, it seemed like switched to more of a bragging piece..Anyhow, it was a good read..but I don't think it was your best effort.

Exis;

take affect and go off , like where passion for vanishin' the masses is high in numbers...
we're apparently clashin against masters that practice in masked sin...
assassins actin' out blasphemy , in classes believin' they passin' with flyin' colors...
when times are no less than lovely...
before havoc shines and attacks the brightness so bluntly , leavin' things surprisingly duller...

This section was pretty enjoyable..Although I felt the bit about assassins in classes was a tad forced for the sake of rhyming..

suicidal cowards in timin' , and after a few hours life within minutes...
went from existence to nothin' , no livin' discovered in the buildings diminished to rubbish...

This was cool..

a young girl is perched on her haunches , another is sittin' next to the dirt that's been dug up while she was searchin' what's fallen...
a birth becomes orphaned , in a world that is morbid we're forever encircled in torment...

I was feeling these..Rhyme in the first one is kinda iffy though.

Overall; I also felt this was a good read from you, but not your best. It was very hard for me to find bars that really stoodout to me..I had to read over a few sections repeatedly before I understood what you were trying to get at..You have a raw and aggressive style, but you still have to smoothe it out alittle so that it's atleast clear to read..In the bars that I didn't like, the reason was because I felt you were forcing your rhymes..I read somewhere before that you have an accent, but still, some of those bars I don't think rhymed even with an accent. No offence whatsoever..Just being as honest as possible. Once again, good verse, but not your best effort..

Vote = 7th Crescent..I felt both came good, but not on the level that they're usually on..Both verses seemed rushed imo, but both also had a few lines that I did enjoy..and in the end, 7th simply had better ideas..No disrespect to either. Peace

[STRONGARM]

1 - 1..

I wanna see votes.. not comments from the battlers, please. Let's keep this clean..!

[R!canTheoryz]

I Can .....
Break bread with peasants, or make bread with kings..
or place stakes for second....and take the whole thing..
snakes and liars...differences... i can distinguish quick..
or enter the lake of fire... and in one movement Exis-tinguish it..
This Is A Nice Opener^ Cool Concept.
with sizzling fingertips, sipping on exsistant's faucet..
shifting through the gift of life...lived too much and lost it..
Alright
no such thing as Stallin...just self reflection..
it's coming to terms with what u find...that's one's wealth investing..
ok
dealt with aggression...felt I needed help..no question..
hell...my best fell less of success, pressed a weapon to my head and..
ask for my release...im the key to my struggles..
all this potential in me...but i'm not a piece to your puzzle..
Solid^
you want me to speak with this muzzle?.. Ill teach with the pencil..
secrete my mentals through signals..perform speech with instrumentals..
heating up!
this is my leave..I greived too receive more pain, i'm bolder..
this is my life!....I'll live it.. you can have the left overs.. your reps over..
Solid^
the beast answers! Ring master! Runs a ruthless circus..
don’t try and trace the circuits!..the blueprints perfect..
removing turbans..sending heat at hair strands and follicles..
leave kids uglier than faces of Mike Strahan in articles..
This Was Nice^
I hold Arnold Palmer flow..have kids calling audibles..
standing with thumbs in mouths!..palming toddler clothes..
LMAO
I’m honored, honorable, been known to hold horrid carnivals..
& wordplay that’ll eat Exis's kids like Jeffery Dahmer clones..
Good Closer

VS




Exis
unlock the galaxy , open the fuckin' planet we be hung off on gravity...
up with an allen key , I'm curious of it's contents...
and if it gets repeatedly stuck upon entrance , when in the latch it should promptly seem...
to not immediately fit , I'll furiously rip thru this blocked clench that's trappin' me from seein' what' s in it...
usin' forceful ways via impact with speed , until the barricaded weakened strength busts like I'm leapin' thru bricks...
Nice Concept, Vocabulary Is Strong. Nice.

enter the shit and conceal the best stuffed down in drawers , graspin' what I can before the explosives I've set...
take affect and go off , like where passion for vanishin' the masses is high in numbers...
we're apparently clashin against masters that practice in masked sin...
Decent

assassins actin' out blasphemy , in classes believin' they passin' with flyin' colors...
when times are no less than lovely...
before havoc shines and attacks the brightness so bluntly , leavin' things surprisingly duller...
Nice Flow .. Good Concept. Nice Execution.

as the skyline plummets to rubble on fire after an aircraft has ruptured...
the structure above us , if one's underneath what was upward consistin' of hundreds...
Solid ..

not to mention all the passengers that so tragically crashed in , unannounced on arrival...
thru the windows they instantly come with an insane cunnin' route that's just to douse the survivors...
Ehhhhh^ This Was Alright.

suicidal cowards in timin' , and after a few hours life within minutes...
went from existence to nothin' , no livin' discovered in the buildings diminished to rubbish...
the streets are lined with victims of children slumped on the gutter that's motherless...
reminiscin' on the cuddles received , when they were in need for some nourishment...
and givin' encouragement , from missin' sisters and brothers...
Multis Are On Point, Flow Is Str8, Solid Bar.

a young girl is perched on her haunches , another is sittin' next to the dirt that's been dug up while she was searchin' what's fallen...
a birth becomes orphaned , in a world that is morbid we're forever encircled in torment...
lol, Nice^ good Vocab.

more than never are we better off certain , not to be content when ignorin'...
terrorist persons we're warned of , jettin' reckless like beheaded severed squashed vermin...
Its Ok^

Overall Vote - This Battle Had Strong N Weak Points On Both Sides, I Enjoyed Reading Both verses Overall .. Exis had nice concepts and strong vocabulary with Multis on point .. i enjoyed reading his verse more then 7ths altho 7th had a great solid verse. Exis Took this for Better Consistency.

[STRONGARM]

2 - 1 Exis..

[SkitSoFrenic]

Break bread with peasants, or make bread with kings..
or place stakes for second....and take the whole thing..
snakes and liars...differences... i can distinguish quick..
or enter the lake of fire... and in one movement Exis-tinguish it..

it started of nice but i wasnt feelin the Exis-tinguish play..

with sizzling fingertips, sipping on exsistant's faucet..
shifting through the gift of life...lived too much and lost it..
no such thing as Stallin...just self reflection..
it's coming to terms with what u find...that's one's wealth investing..

nice flow. pretty creative set of lines.

dealt with aggression...felt I needed help..no question..
hell...my best fell less of success, pressed a weapon to my head and..
ask for my release...im the key to my struggles..
all this potential in me...but i'm not a piece to your puzzle..

i like the tone you brung with these.

you want me to speak with this muzzle?.. Ill teach with the pencil..
secrete my mentals through signals..perform speech with instrumentals..
this is my leave..I greived too receive more pain, i'm bolder..
this is my life!....I'll live it.. you can have the left overs.. your reps over..

lol i like the last line in this part..and the muzzle line was good too.

the beast answers! Ring master! Runs a ruthless circus..
don’t try and trace the circuits!..the blueprints perfect..
removing turbans..sending heat at hair strands and follicles..
leave kids uglier than faces of Mike Strahan in articles..

lol @ micheal strahan in articles. nice.

I hold Arnold Palmer flow..have kids calling audibles..
standing with thumbs in mouths!..palming toddler clothes..
I’m honored, honorable, been known to hold horrid carnivals..
& wordplay that’ll eat Exis's kids like Jeffery Dahmer clones..

lol nice closing

vs.

unlock the galaxy , open the fuckin' planet we be hung off on gravity...
up with an allen key , I'm curious of it's contents...
and if it gets repeatedly stuck upon entrance , when in the latch it should promptly seem...

ok

to not immediately fit , I'll furiously rip thru this blocked clench that's trappin' me from seein' what' s in it...
usin' forceful ways via impact with speed , until the barricaded weakened strength busts like I'm leapin' thru bricks...

flow was off but content was nice.

enter the shit and conceal the best stuffed down in drawers , graspin' what I can before the explosives I've set...
take affect and go off , like where passion for vanishin' the masses is high in numbers...
we're apparently clashin against masters that practice in masked sin...
assassins actin' out blasphemy , in classes believin' they passin' with flyin' colors...

ok

when times are no less than lovely...
before havoc shines and attacks the brightness so bluntly , leavin' things surprisingly duller...
as the skyline plummets to rubble on fire after an aircraft has ruptured...
the structure above us , if one's underneath what was upward consistin' of hundreds...
not to mention all the passengers that so tragically crashed in , unannounced on arrival...
thru the windows they instantly come with an insane cunnin' route that's just to douse the survivors...

i like how you had a lil mini topic going here.

suicidal cowards in timin' , and after a few hours life within minutes...
went from existence to nothin' , no livin' discovered in the buildings diminished to rubbish...
the streets are lined with victims of children slumped on the gutter that's motherless...
reminiscin' on the cuddles received , when they were in need for some nourishment...
and givin' encouragement , from missin' sisters and brothers...

ok

a young girl is perched on her haunches , another is sittin' next to the dirt that's been dug up while she was searchin' what's fallen...
a birth becomes orphaned , in a world that is morbid we're forever encircled in torment...
more than never are we better off certain , not to be content when ignorin'...
terrorist persons we're warned of , jettin' reckless like beheaded severed squashed vermin...

nice closer


vote - 7th crescent. Exis was a lil sloppy and didnt wow me as much as 7th

get at me and dons battle

[Don Dotta]

Break bread with peasants, or make bread with kings..
or place stakes for second....and take the whole thing..
snakes and liars...differences... i can distinguish quick..
or enter the lake of fire... and in one movement Exis-tinguish it..


fuckin dope^^


ask for my release...im the key to my struggles..
all this potential in me...but i'm not a piece to your puzzle..
you want me to speak with this muzzle?.. Ill teach with the pencil..
secrete my mentals through signals..perform speech with instrumentals

You need to do audio more often and spit like this on beats..your a fuckin monster..



.................................................. ...




take affect and go off , like where passion for vanishin' the masses is high in numbers...
we're apparently clashin against masters that practice in masked sin...
assassins actin' out blasphemy , in classes believin' they passin' with flyin' colors...
when times are no less than lovely...
before havoc shines and attacks the brightness so bluntly , leavin' things surprisingly duller...
as the skyline plummets to rubble on fire after an aircraft has ruptured...
the structure above us , if one's underneath what was upward consistin' of hundreds...

this shit was real nice..




a young girl is perched on her haunches , another is sittin' next to the dirt that's been dug up while she was searchin' what's fallen...
a birth becomes orphaned , in a world that is morbid we're forever encircled in torment...
more than never are we better off certain , not to be content when ignorin'...

feelin this shit too



7th: verse was really fire,flow and structure was incredible and your skills rise every time i see another one of your drops..every thing i like in this verse was really dopeness honestly..and like i said,you should rap like this over a beat and get some millions..shit was crack no joke..



Exis:Feelin the verse through alot of it but your another one who always seems to change shit up..i always see you practicing new styles or making tweaks and thats good..but at times some of the lines were just too long and you lost me with some of the flow..but i saw alot of creativity behind ya verse at the same time and you also through some multis in there..


i think at the end of the day..7th got this..




Vote:7th

[Exis]

experimentation = Ex , thanks for votin' y'all...congrats 7th...appreciate you showin' on our topical as promised yeah :(

...close away Strong.

[STRONGARM]

3 - 2.. 7th Crescent Wins..!