calling out experienced battlers

[Tres.Bo.]

i'm looking for someone with a minimal of 3 wins to battles

1 verse and a minimal of 10 lines per verse

first to 3

[Sicka than aidZ]

you should start if your callin man.....

[Tres.Bo.]

k, i'll start but i wanna know who i'm battling first

[Sicka than aidZ]

im the only one showin interest so far so ill battle you....i unno, u can go over my old shit an decide for your self if i gotta chance or if im just wasting your time. i unno, nobody's really battling yet today so ill battle u if u want

[O3EY]

Tres. Bo talk'n like he's all big. Just a waste of time.

[Sicka than aidZ]

yeah, im not waiting around

[Tres.Bo.]

sry, my connection's been down since sunday, i'll spit first if you're still up, and no, how in the least bit am i talking big, i just want competition actually capable of bringing something worth the read rather than a lot of the weak drops i've been reading, i'll drop in a bit

[inifiniti]

yo i'm down to battle
and trust me i ain't a waste of time

[Tres.Bo.]

k sure, lets do this

[Dae Ja Nae]

I'll be waiting

[Tres.Bo.]

verse 1

Tempted to live up to a standard out of reach
His fingers failed to clench a voyage bound to cease
Amounting to belief, he weeps sonnet mourning
The death of his muse, the pressure a sword swing
The treacherous loss seemed more or less a gain
To the ears of those he often set the blame
As to why his range of fans varied little
In comparison of those to which I sheared the mental
Where the tremble of a bass engaged in all out battle
The mental came to pace arranged to form a tackle
The pebble shaped a mace, a slave in bear of shackle
Found escape when the silence breaks through the palace gate
Yet you refused the fate, feeding off the freedom
You gagged the taste of free and spat it in My face
A pattern of disgrace, deceived by the rhythm
You scrambled forth to chase and rambled to the bass
At that, the revolution heads were shocked and appalled
Held back with the weaklings call, an operative stall
Organized by none other than the infinite
…harshening rep…
Like Judas did Hebrews in the biblic script
Stereos typed the underground online connections
Now the skilled can achieve at most a hard-drive perfection
The guilty serves a sentence, the victim, his life
So I’m crossing off a name for every scripture I write

*crosses off infiniti*

[inifiniti]

yo man anyone can pre-write some shit and type a name at the bottom.
that didn't show me nuthin

[Tres.Bo.]

k, wasn't prewritten, but i'll rewrite a new verse, i gotta leave the city tomorrow so lets just cut this short to one verse each, i'll drop first

[inifiniti]

yo that was my bitch ass bro that wrote that shit about it bein pre-writtin.
sorry bout that but i gotta run,so i'll be back later

[crastuf]

I like that Tres.Bo.