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08-28-04, 11:52 PM
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DaTrus Is A Bitch!
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~Babylon~ vs R-Rated
IP: 2E7E 4D00
.::R-Rated (UE) Vs. Babylon(CS)::. Stipulation In This Crew Battle Is The Crew Who Loses Has To Delete Their Crew Forum and Can Never Reunite Their Crew. ::..Rules..:: 15 Lines Minimum 26 Lines Maximum 5 Votez Winz No Crew No Hate No D/R No Recycling or Biting Topic: Journey of A Life-Time ~R~ Minimum posts to vote: 400 Check in by: 08-31-04 at 11:52 PM Must drop verse in 1440 minutes after check in. |
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08-28-04, 11:53 PM
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IP: 2E7E 4D00
R-Rated has ACCEPTED this battle on 08-28-04 11:53 PM.
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08-29-04, 03:46 AM
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IP: 7BE2 A0A1
~Babylon~ has ACCEPTED this battle on 08-29-04 03:46 AM.
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08-29-04, 02:51 PM
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DaTrus Is A Bitch!
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IP: E5EB 11E6
The Wind Whispers In Secret Codes That Have Me Questioning Life.. Am I Living It Right? Deceptive Aggresive Moods I'm Takin Inspite.. Is It God Talking? Or The Devil Leading Me Into The Row of Death.. Cursed With A Hex? I Don't Want Regrets When I Breathe My Last Breath.. To Fulfill The Propechy Given To Me Threw Passed Generations.. Split My Life Into Rations All Filled Within Constant Contemplations.. Never Been To Sure or Reassured Of My Decisions My Disease Has No Cure.. Everything Twisted, Dimented..Even My Mind Has Shifted Scenes Before.. I've Been Diagnosed With Schizophrenia, Pshycotic, and Metnal Abuse.. Screws Loose, Arms Confined Within A Jacket..This Brain Has No Use.. As I Ramble On Threw This Confession of Emotions Magic Like Potions.. That Amplitude With Explosions To Conjure The Earth Wit Drastic Erosions.. It All Started Back When I Was Eight My Destiny Engraved In Slate.. Mystic Orbs Concelled In A Crate Kept Inside Forever Holding My Fate.. I Was Guided With Insite From An Impolite Light Blinding My Pupils.. My Cutical Pale As Ice When It Hit Silent and Cold Like A Funeral.. My Presence Was Acknowledged and I Was Given The Power of Knowledge.. To Polish The Soucery That Was Desecrated From Former Extinct Colleges.. Sacred Scriptures Written With Apologies To The God Of Apollo.. But Left With Hollow Verbal Awakenings With Promised Death For Tomorrow.. With This Now-Unknown To Be Known Apocolipse Faced Towards Humans.. Just Assumin I Could Stop It From Fusing The Gods Would Quit Abusing.. I Follow The Directed Paths To Restore Peace and Stop The Wrath.. As I Entered The Sacred Ground I Brought Forth The Offering Of A Blood Bath.. Forces Of Gods Sored Threw My Body Putting My Vital Line To A Flat Line.. My Sacrifice Has Given Insurance For My Son To Have A Journey of A Lifetime.. ~R~ |
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