Open Mic Belt (Exis6x): Exis(7-0) vs ((Black D.))(0-0)

[STRONGARM]

12 Bars Due Friday. Vote On Other Battles.

[Exis]

check , gl fam.

[Black D.]

yea.

this friday? like tomorrow?

[Exis]

no doubt.

[Exis]

into burnin' a person with dispersed heat in versus mode...
from a church kid now murderin' hope , I am like turbulence honed...
my blows be insurgent and with purpose I'm hurtin' a pose...
you seem uncertain to grow , I stand on this earth while your at the surface below it...
see seeds for breeds like my own , we creatures need to be locked within certain enclosures...
and in my environment to exist , you best adjust and become accustomed to the climate it is...
cock wits the curtains are closin' , on this masquerade slash after crack party...
in which girls receive no more than less props for imperfect exposure...
where mascara lays on these lashes they flash darling...
and conversations are revolvin' around let's gash the passage of ass rings...
you can engage with faggots that's so passionate , yet they have hardly managed to pass me?...
or status erected , to every map in your atlas here brethren the atom is Exis...
get knocked off your axis , for tryna lift via members in the anal and adam's apple directions...
like y'all masturbatin' and ejaculatin' over bastards on the decendin' of escalators...
once my sex had hatched out an egg of two sensual gators...
I bottled up excellence and from my hands it then left a sailin'...
never sent phrases in anyway , other then everythin' I have plenty gave is better than your shit...
when I'm addressin' the forum , I've molested the board and...
neglected the boredom , injected some rawness to the depth of it's core bitch...
sever several adolescents on the daily with increased extra strength each performance...
I'll leave the next to break even , engraved and refs to recall it...
when they've met the cement and left there a form print , my legs you can't crawl with...
which literally means to you morons , my footwear you don't walk in...
I won't ever let strays venture onto the path that's made off these mentals I'm courtin'...

[Black D.]

heh …… yo.

let the turrets stream, perfectly aligned in a straight row
get sliced with a blade slow, just for rights to ride a parade float..
they cry for the staged show, access to front row aisles for a peso..
to watch me draw dark matter from the white of a rainbow.
turn sky to a gray tone, casting stripes of light where the shade grow
tossed our sacrificial lamb and took a knife to the scapegoat.
twist night into day, only some could approach this..
til i toss you off my pedestal & plummet to oceans.
i'm a summery solstice, molten.. plus one of the coldest
like a beached coral reef and smooth as butter and lotions,
so you should study & focus, how i'm runnin, ferocious
.. yall just turnin‘ sick now cuz you can't stomach the motions.
its funny, but know this.. you so fuckin below disc,
if i stepped back in sandals, you'd get stuck in the toe grips.
i've hung with the locusts, puffed a blunt with a blowfish
throwin‘ hundreds of smoke tricks into lungs til ya choke, bitch.
no humble to show kids .. i proclaim to be greatest,
dig these jokers a grave, i got my spade from the aces.
its a shame you would face this, omnipotent keys
ya shit aint 2% nice, that's why i skim it n' leave..
the militant beast - single path until my mission completes
while you switchin‘ directions with every shift in the breeze
here I've stood, armor-plated from my fist to the knees
steel spikes, pickin‘ teeth clean once I finish the feast.


dessert, anyone?


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[Xylo]

into burnin' a person with dispersed heat in versus mode...
from a church kid now murderin' hope , I am like turbulence honed...
my blows be insurgent and with purpose I'm hurtin' a pose...
Nice opener

you seem uncertain to grow , I stand on this earth while your at the surface below it...
see seeds for breeds like my own , we creatures need to be locked within certain enclosures...
and in my environment to exist , you best adjust and become accustomed to the climate it is...
cock wits the curtains are closin' , on this masquerade slash after crack party...
in which girls receive no more than less props for imperfect exposure...
this connection threw me off a bit !

where mascara lays on these lashes they flash darling...
and conversations are revolvin' around let's gash the passage of ass rings...
you can engage with faggots that's so passionate , yet they have hardly managed to pass me?...
ok!

or status erected , to every map in your atlas here brethren the atom is Exis...
get knocked off your axis , for tryna lift via members in the anal and adam's apple directions...
ok

like y'all masturbatin' and ejaculatin' over bastards on the decendin' of escalators...
once my sex had hatched out an egg of two sensual gators...
Nice

I bottled up excellence and from my hands it then left a sailin'...
never sent phrases in anyway , other then everythin' I have plenty gave is better than your shit...
when I'm addressin' the forum , I've molested the board and...
neglected the boredom , injected some rawness to the depth of it's core bitch...
idea was ok but the set up was a bit long

sever several adolescents on the daily with increased extra strength each performance...
I'll leave the next to break even , engraved and refs to recall it...
when they've met the cement and left there a form print , my legs you can't crawl with...
which literally means to you morons , my footwear you don't walk in...
I won't ever let strays venture onto the path that's made off these mentals I'm courtin'...
This was the illest section of the verse!

[Pembroke]

Exis - I wouldn't say your brag verses have ups and downs, but there's a mountain highway road covered in glass shards.. I know I'm in for a rough ride. Your bars can be crisply dope, and then sometimes they can have potential of being nice contributors to the central idea of the piece. The complex: Everything circulates around you with an iron sword and a shield of lyricism shedding deathly light on the board.. the verdict: you make it out of the war glorious, but with a slain damsel and a shattered shield. I can't think of another way to put it other than a lame fantasy allusion.. you have the potential to reach full potential. Keep your lines concise, the ones I always quote in your verses saying "DAMN EX" ... I want to see more of those. How about an entire verse of those?

or status erected , to every map in your atlas here brethren the atom is Exis...
^Dope as fuck.

like y'all masturbatin' and ejaculatin' over bastards on the decendin' of escalators...
once my sex had hatched out an egg of two sensual gators...
^Ehh.. I don't know about this one.

Two sides of the outlook.. merge the two: Imagination and raw viewpoint and it's down pat like Project Pat falling down the stairs..

-wham!

Black D. - Came with a pretty dope show of brag manipulations, images and clever plays on words.. this carried the weight of Zeus's knuckles. A lot could've been far better.. I can tell if you put effort forth you can write excellent verses, on any theme, from brag to poetic.

to watch me draw dark matter from the white of a rainbow.
^Cool image.. the weather weaver.

turn sky to a gray tone, casting stripes of light where the shade grow
^Grows? I'd suggest saying "roams" or "you niggas better fight for life where the blade roams." Scratch the second suggestion, that's just me.

I wasn't feeling some lines from both of you.. Exis came with torrential rains, but I wasn't drenched.. it was a sun shower. If the reader grows accustomed to reading something it becomes somewhat dull.. even though it has a vibrant quality and raises the bar higher and higher each time. I wanna see a new look at the grand scheme. Black D's verse carried more bragging bulk.. and for that, he takes it.

v/ Black D

Nice battle..

Stay up to both

[Criticize]

when I'm addressin' the forum , I've molested the board and...
neglected the boredom , injected some rawness to the depth of it's core bitch..

i aint going to lie here exis i didnt really dig your shit, you had some ok mulit's and some ok bars but i basicaly couldnt ever get into your flow and direction, and your subject matter wasnt cutting it for me. you verse was ok but nothing stand-out ish about it.





black your verse was pretty cool, really digging the multi flow. love that shit. dont like some of your pussy imagery lines, but you at least tried to mix it up on the dope tip. had a fair few quotables and just a better verse imo.

et the turrets stream, perfectly aligned in a straight row
get sliced with a blade slow, just for rights to ride a parade float..

turn sky to a gray tone, casting stripes of light where the shade grow
tossed our sacrificial lamb and took a knife to the scapegoat.

so you should study & focus, how i'm runnin, ferocious
.. yall just turnin‘ sick now cuz you can't stomach the motions.
its funny, but know this.. you so fuckin below disc,
if i stepped back in sandals, you'd get stuck in the toe grips.
i've hung with the locusts, puffed a blunt with a blowfish
throwin‘ hundreds of smoke tricks into lungs til ya choke, bitch.
no humble to show kids .. i proclaim to be greatest,
dig these jokers a grave, i got my spade from the aces.



all in all black had a pretty sick verse, i can get into most of that shit, way more quotables, loved the multi flow and exis your verse just wasnt up to par, like it was an ok verse, but blacks was pretty sick so you got left in the shadow.

vote-black/

[STRONGARM]

3 - 0 KO.. Black D. Wins..!