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BYOB ROUND 2 - OPEN CHALLENGE ANYONE CAN RESPOND Topic: What would you do if you had 24 hours to live? Rules: 25-30 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- The end of life is something humans are forever scared of, and in fact an occurrence they cannot predict
- The clock perpetuating in an alternating tick, life seeps away in glimpses one will not depict
- Death is not escapable and reaches all at different times, a meteor for dinosaurs, an ice age for the mammoths, but we as humans try to predict how we will leave this planet?
- Will we burn to eternal death or run out of air gasping for breath, no one shall comprehend, on the other hand Macbeth taught us that death is not the end
- Yet words do not embody the sole meaning of endless silence, when pupils close the iris, your body shows no defiance, these things are not comprehensible for science
- A moment we’re so frightened by, when the reaper sends the invite by, so based off this I propose a question to humanity, so simple yet can’t be answered by our sanity
- How come a war is something which still exists, in fact it continues to persist, through ceaseless twists whilst people die of hunger, our leaders care about the life which lies beneath the bunker
- Endangered youth all trapped and shitless startled, pure hearts all ripped in parts and...how come a fellow life has the right to choose how your life charted
- How come a human mind the same as mine has superiority, to judge when I see death and make me budge for help selecting money as the priority
- These things I quite can’t fathom, from the beginning of time, there was Eve and Adam, so how’d it happen that the descendants of the same race
- We’re made from equal parts of atoms, it makes me truly sadden, that we can wish death to someone else’s face
- So when Trill asks me what I would do in my last hours, the glimpse of life fore’ dark devours, my answer is quite simple
- I would do anything to change this world maybe by not a lot but at least by just a little
- Any impact would start a change, cause observing kids tote’ the guns makes me envelope with rage
- The violence should be restricted, pure rage is self inflicted, it’s hard to see the youth locked up due to stupidity which made them all convicted
- I’ll visit prisons to envision what went wrong in that one’s life, to make them understand that their decision isn’t the only way to solve their strife
- Tick, tick, tick, the clock ticks and time becomes so shallow
- Tick, tick, tick, the world destructs itself leaving just its faintest shadow
- Tick, tick, tick, the clock strikes again to show its prominence
- Tick, tick, tick, time seeps away but the world is still perplexed about what should have predominance
DEFENDER'S RAP
- 24 hours to live what am i to do
- thinking in my mind and i have no clue
- so many things i have yet to do
- but im thinking im finna box or spit
- im a fighter always have been
- even when it comes to rap, it's no different
- use my fists first, use my head later, call me ignorant,
- sure im a bit different then the rest
- lifes got me a bit stressed, so now i fight when i can to get shit off my chest
- this byob contest got me content with spitting
- 14 hours left and im feeling no different
- shit so crazy i should get the lethal injection
- sinister when it comes to this shit, better call your local reverend,
- chopping dudes up with words like i was dismembering their limbs
- and etching names in tombstones of my victims
- mysteries going unsolved like i was jack the ripper
- but im making the scene a bit more twisted and sicker
- only got a couple hours left, for me, there is nothing i regret
- spent my last day doing what i love
- and the afterlife is saying my time is up
- i give love to the ones i love
- cause after these last bars my life is done
- i've reached my peak like a mountaintop
- but now my body's finna drop like the dead tupac
- put my corpse in an over sized wooden shoebox,
- and bury it 6 feet down in the ground.