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01-02-06, 10:12 PM
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Poet's Daughter.
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Xplosive 0-1 vs Ill Technique 0-1
IP: BC3E E567
Due Dates
-------------------------------------- VERSES DUE Friday 10:00pm PACIFIC/1:00am EST VOTES DUE Sunday 9:00pm PACIFIC/12:00 Midnight EST THERE ARE NO CHECK INS  Line Limit ------------------------------------- 4 lines - NO SHOWS 14 lines - MINIMUM Unlimited - MAXIMUM --------------------------------------- Voting --------------------------------------- - You must vote on 2 battles and post the links. For each vote less than 2 you fail to fulfill and post a link to, you will lose 1 vote on your own match. The league can't survive without voting, No excuses. -No payback votes -No 2nd Chance Votes -No hate votes - If your oponent no shows you are still required to vote on 1 battles. If you don't you will not recive the win. Topics! --------------------------------- http://community.rapverse.com/showthread.php?t=218702 You don't have to Agree On Topics
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mystery Is a Freak!! ITawAPuddyKat: Yeah, I guess. But I won't be a Lesbo for life. Smartone Freal: oh so u DO have plans of turnin str8 ITawAPuddyKat: Well Yes, Yes I do. Smartone Freal: ITawAPuddyKat: Lol, all smiles aren't we? Lol Smartone Freal: lol yea i cant hide what i think bout u Smartone Freal: ITawAPuddyKat: ...Oh, what DO you think about me? Lol Smartone Freal: lol sorry thats private ITawAPuddyKat: EWWWWWWW..*Sigged* |
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01-06-06, 04:21 PM
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#2
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Middle Weight
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IP: A1EB 1C8E
“Bullet With Butterfly Wings” I. Memories
POLICE LOG 11/19/04- COMMANDER J. PERRY I will keep on fighting, the enemy persists but we must not yield I will fight for the honor every officer who has lost his life in his field Because every arrest, every raid, every victory for the police Will push back the perpetrators of this plague in our streets And in this time of violence I must concentrate on my most deadly foe A hardened thug and merciless killer, whose name we do not know He has flooded the street with innocent blood, and constant terror We have pursued him for years, but he has never made an error The hope of our city, the prospects of the future, he seeks to smother But I do not hate him for this; I hate him for the murder of my brother Ten years ago, when my brother went to buy food for his newborn son He was caught in a robbery, killed by a stray bullet from a gun I was filled with anger, filled with hate, and it stays with me to this day I have spent the years searching, hoping to make my brother’s killer pay II. Confrontation The silence of night is broken by sirens, a shrill and piercing sound Three police cars pull up in a back alley, in the slums of the town A pair of officers step out, both overcome by grueling apprehension Because their feared commander is with them on this routine mission He hasn’t laughed in almost a decade, hasn’t even cracked a smile All day and all night he stays in his office, sorting through files But today something changed in him, and for the first time in years He insisted on going out in the field, despite his paranoia and fears All for a seemingly useless lead, on a string of thefts forgotten long ago Now the officers fear that there is danger, something they don’t know Both are thinking of their families, their children and their friends Praying to God that they will see them, even if only one time again But they also push these thoughts away, knowing it’s a crazy notion Nothing’s gone wrong, the commander’s only showing his devotion But all these worries are forgotten, professional training takes control When in the nearby shadows they see a dead body, slumped in a hole And even worse is the silhouette behind it, a man with a gleaming gun He points at them, gesturing for surrender, telling them not to run Now Commander Perry walks out of his car, and reaches for his boot Walking towards the killer, he pulls out a gun, and raises it to shoot But the bandit is even faster, he buries a bullet in the commander’s head Perry stumbles, and slowly falls, he is doomed… but not yet dead III. Revenge As the commander’s pain begins to dull, and blackness sinks into place Perry looks again at the dead body, and this time sees his brother’s face And even though his thoughts are jumbled, and his vision can’t be trusted He knows that the man before him is the killer he has sworn to bring to justice With all his remaining strength he squeezes on the trigger of his pointed gun Hoping that, even though his life has been lost, his revenge may still be won And despite the drips of blood, the drips of sweat, that mingle on his face Something greater comes from the dying man, just a subtle touch…. of grace The bullet soars, on the wings of a butterfly, towards its unsuspecting target Time seems to slow, but the killer knows there is nothing he can do to stop it And as the fallen commander sees his hated enemy drop dead to the floor A smile forms on his face, and his heart beats no more. |
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01-07-06, 11:18 AM
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#3
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Middle Weight
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IP: DFDC FD1C
blah, i don like it much, but it aint bad for a no-show verse
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01-07-06, 11:19 AM
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#4
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Middle Weight
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IP: DFDC FD1C
n i voted on the king solo v. mentalz battle...
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01-07-06, 01:44 PM
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#5
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Banned: Cheating
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IP: F1FC 4749
damn, can i at least still drop...................................
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01-07-06, 03:50 PM
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#6
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Banned: Cheating
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IP: F1FC 4749
Beginning I Wake Up With The Bright Sunlight Reflecting Of My Eyes A Small Letter Seemed To Waiving In Mid Air By My Side Opened My Eyes To Full Extent To See My Mother Waiving Her Arm Telling Me, "It's Ten a.m. Son, Get Up And Turn Off Your Alarm, Here, You Got This In The Mail, It's From The Police Department" I Got Up With A Quick Dash To Step My Cold Feet On The Carpet Grabbed The Letter And Waited For My Mother To Leave To Open It Broke The Seal, Remembered My Unpaid Tickets, Just Hoping That It Wasn't A Warrant Statement Explaining My Rights In Hand Cuffs Since I Had Told My Mom That I Paid The Ticket For Possesion Of A Handgun But I Didn't, I Just Hid The Ticket Under The Old Mattress Along With My Ciggarettes, Zig Zags, Porn Magazines And Matches It's Kind Of Funny But At The Same Time, I Just Don't Wanna Go To Jail How Will I Make It Rap, Follow My Dreams, If I Don't Get Out On Bail Lying Begins A Movement |
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01-07-06, 04:57 PM
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#7
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Banned: Cheating
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IP: F1FC 4749
Beginning
I Wake Up With The Bright Sunlight Reflecting Of My Eyes A Small Letter Seemed To Waiving In Mid Air By My Side Opened My Eyes To Full Extent To See My Mother Waiving Her Arm Telling Me, "It's Ten a.m. Son, Get Up And Turn Off Your Alarm, Here, You Got This In The Mail, It's From The Police Department" I Got Up With A Quick Dash To Step My Cold Feet On The Carpet Grabbed The Letter And Waited For My Mother To Leave To Open It Broke The Seal, Remembered My Unpaid Tickets, Just Hoping That It Wasn't A Warrant Statement Explaining My Rights In Hand Cuffs Since I Had Told My Mom That I Paid The Ticket For Possesion Of A Handgun But I Didn't, I Just Hid The Ticket Under The Old Mattress Along With My Ciggarettes, Zig Zags, Porn Magazines And Matches It's Kind Of Funny But At The Same Time, I Just Don't Wanna Go To Jail How Will I Make It Rap, Follow My Dreams, If I Don't Get Out On Bail Lying Begins A Movement With Silent Creep, I Move Swiftly Down The Stairs With No Sound Grab The Keys To The Car To Pay The Ticket At The Station Downtown "Son Were Are You Going So Early, Aren' You Gonna Eat Breakfast" "Uhhh, No, Mom" I Couldn't Find An Excuse So Say, I Felt Helpless So I Told Her, " I'm Going To Meet Up With My Friends At Mall And She Told Me " Do You Want A Ride, I'm Headin For The Town Hall" I Quickly Told Her I'd Walk, And Dashed Out The Door Into The Street Down The Station Were I'd Come In Contact With My Defeat A New Movement I Walked Up To The Clerk And Jerked Out Those Simple Words To Speak I Haven't Paid My Ticket And Wanna Know If I Have A Warrant Out On Me The Lady Told Me To Hold On And I Felt A Barrel Of Sweat Roll Down My Head Not Knowing What Would Become Of Me, What Waited Up Ahead I Soon Saw My Mother Walk In The Door, What! How Is This! What Is This? Why'd My Mom Give The Police Station A Visit A Cop Came From Behind A Told Me I Was Under Arrest For Failure To Pay And To My Suprise My Mother Had Came To Drop The Money To Pay Cause She Hadn't Believed Me But Since I Came Instead Of Her I Was Placed In A Cell, Wearing Orange, Rolled In The Dirt My Mom, Crying Pleaded The Cop To Let Me Free, but She Had To Take Process And Go To Court, Pay Bail, For My Stupidity And Ignorant Nonsense I Was Set Free And Learned A Lesson That Left Me With A Horrible Vibe For it's True That The Truth Movement Begane With A Lie I Posted It Unfinished At First.................lol |
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01-08-06, 12:05 PM
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#8
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Middle Weight
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IP: DFDC FD1C
sorry, but i don think that should count....
it says verses due friday, n u were pm'd AND emailed bout it so u shoulda known normally i'd be ok wit this, but i have my loss cuz i was told this was gon start in january, and then i come back n have a no-show loss so it really wouldnt be fair for u to get a break on this one.... sorry, but thats how it is |
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01-08-06, 02:59 PM
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#9
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Just searching.
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IP: 8262 49AE
Word. Technique, you're out. Sorry, but zero tolerance bro.
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