EAST: 3. Insane Villian and Infinite Truth -VS- 10. Shrug and Street Po

DiC GeTs GuLLy · 08-21-2006, 07:09 PM

The Standard League Rules will be Enforced in the Tag Tournament

Due Dates

VERSES DUE: Friday 12:00am PST/3:00am EST
Verses posted after the deadline will not count!

VOTES DUE Sunday: 12:00am PACIFIC/3:00 Midnight EST
Votes posted after the deadline will not count!
[list][*]Check-in (Posting in your match to show that you are aware the match exists) is encouraged but not required.
[*]Verses must incorporate at least one of the provided topics and must be at least 16 lines and must not exceed 64 lines.
[*]Anyone who does not post at least 4 rap lines, incorporating at least one of the provided topics, is considered a no-show.
[*]During check-in, you can ask your opponent to agree to a line limit (Minimum 16) and if your opponent agrees, Moderators will hold both participants to that limit.
[*]Posting between 4-15 lines is considered a “show” but will not result in a match. If you post 4-15 lines, and your opponent posts between 16-64, you will lose the match but you will remain in the league. If you post 4-15 lines, and your opponent does not show, you will “Win by no-show”.[/list]
Voting:[list][*]If you do not show you can still vote and post the links in your match to receive full voting points. In addition, if you do not show, yet vote on at least 4 matches (Or, every match available, should there be less than 4 matches to vote on) you will remain in the league.
[*]Votes must be hidden! To hide a vote, first thing you type in your reply is a bracket “[“, the word “hide” and end bracket “]”. The last thing you type in your reply is a bracket “[“, a backslash “/”, the word “hide” and end bracket “]”. Unhidden votes will not count towards the match or towards your vote requirements.
[*]No second chance votes! If your vote has been edited, even it was only to hide it, your vote will not count towards the match or towards your vote requirements.
[*]No bias votes! If you have a personal investment in wanting someone to lose, whether because that member voted against you once, or you just don’t like that person, whatever the reason, do not vote in the match. If have a personal investment in wanting someone to win, whether because they’re crew member, or because you want to face that person in the next week’s brackets, whatever the reason, do not vote in the match.
[*]”Bias” must be confirmed by a Moderator.
[*]If there is a match which you will not be able to vote on, due to “Bias” of any type, state so within your match prior to Verses Due Deadline. If this reduces the number of matches available for you to vote on to the point where you are unable to vote on at least 4 matches, the point scale will be adjusted according to how many matches you do vote on.
[*]3-ways are inevitable. In order to provide a tie-breaker in a 3-way, you are now required to indicate in what order the contestants finished (1st, 2nd, 3rd).
anyone who does not show or vote is suspended one week and must sign-in again to be inserted the following week.[/list]
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If You Don't Post A Verse, You Don't Get To Vote Unless You're An Ex Champ. Ex Champs Must Vote On A Minimum Of 4 Battles For Their Votes To Count While They're Not In The League Or Have No Showed In Their Match. If They Fail To Vote On All 4 Matches Before Due Times, None Of Their Votes Will Count.
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I Have No Problem With Crew Votes, But I'm Going To Limit Them To 2 Crew Votes Per Match Because Any More Than That Seems Severely Biased And It's Only Fair To Not Be Cluttering Your Crew Mates Match With Votes. Any More Than 2 Crew Votes And None Of The Crew Votes Will Count At All. Got To Keep Shit Fair And This Has Been An Obvious Problem Of The Past.

TOPICS: Tag Tourament Ranks, RSTL League Ranks and Topics for BOTH... ALL IN ONE

Insanevillian · 08-23-2006, 06:40 PM

Im here...

Street Poet · 08-23-2006, 08:45 PM

Yeah we're done so post and we'll post

Insanevillian · 08-24-2006, 09:40 PM

BOOM!!!

The Devil Inside...

Part 1: Bakersfield, Ca. 1993

Staring Into My Daughters Eyes I Realize I Taught Her Lies...
My Fingers Fought Her Thighs Helping Her Practice Her Mothers Cries...
Another Guy Wouldn't Be First To Leave Her With A Flexed Hymen...
My Lips Touched Hers, She Giggled, My Dick Wiggled In Excitement...
She Was Tight Man, But That's What I Expected From A Five Year Old...
I Muff Dived For Gold, My Tongue Touching Everything Alive, Her Soul...
She Survived The Whole Five Inches Of It, The Meanest Penis...
I Was So Proud Of Her, I Even Taught Her How To Clean It...
I Love Her I Mean It!, But Now I Wish I Would Burn N' Die...
And Im Glad She Stopped Me, Telling My Wife What She Learned From I...

Part 2:San Quentin Penitentary 2001

My Quiverin' Lips Taste Tears, Locked up In This Prison For 8 Years...
Now im The Fuckin Bitch, Suckin' Dick Even Though I Ain't Queer...
I'm a Saint Here, At Least You'd Think So The Way My Knees Are Scraped Up...
If I Could Talk Shit, I'd Probably Have My Asshole Taped Shut...
"Don't Scrape Slut!" Common Words Word By The Molester in Prison...
I'm Due To Get Out Next Year But I'd Rather Rest Forever From Livin...
It's A Given, My Wife And Daughter Hate Me, Why Should I Live?...
Learned My Lesson, Ill Meet Smiff N' Wesson 4 The Sake Of All Kids...
Actually I'll Take Off my Wig Here, Hang Myself Out To Dry...
I Put The Noose Around my Neck Crying, Cuz I'm Bout to Die...
My Mouth Is Dry As I Prepare To Take Flight Off The Top Bunk...
Before I Jumped A Guard Screamed, "Hey Guy, U Better Stop Punk!"...
Drunk Fropm Illusions Of Death I Shouted, "Leave Me Alone Dog!"...
He Said, "Hey Buddy, U Should At Least Recieve This Phone Call"...
Above All Other Things, Someone Is Actually Giving Me A Ring?...
Sweaty Fingertips Clutched The Reciever, What Will Fate Bring?...
"Hey Daddy!!! After All U To Me, The Lord Has Taught Me Forgiveness...
Meet Me On Thanksgiving," And Thats When I Decided To Keep Livin'...

Part 3:Bakersfield Ca. Thanksgiving 2003

I'm Out Of The Pen, Now I'll Be Able To Redeem My Heart Soaked In Sin...
I'm Broke Again, But My High From This Is Better Than Any Coke Or Gin...
I Spoke To HIM, With GOD Behind Me I Knew My Soul Beam N Rally...
Until I heard A Familiar Voice Beside Me, Screaming In The Alley...
NOOOO!!! Two Men Tag Teaming Sally, Mistreating Her, Beating Her...
My Baby Girl Was Gettin' Getting It From Both Ends, More Meat In Her...
Not While I'm Meeting Her!!!, I Grabbed My Blade By the Hilt...
I Would Save My Guilt, By Making Sure This Parade was Killt...
My Knife Spilt Their Blood, I Treated Them Like Old Slave Men...
These White Cave Men Raping My Daughter?... They're Some Brave Men...
Their Heads Cracked The Pavement, Then I Wrapped Her In My Arms...
Liquid Swelled Her Face, And Then She Hit My Like I Slapped Her Moms...
My Face Mapped Her Palms, " Baby, Please Dont Hit Me Anymore"...
And Thats When She Thanked Me, For Teaching Her To Be A Whore...

"Thanks Alot Dad!!! Those Guys weren't Raping Me, Those Were My Customers...!!! I Just Wanted To Show U That I Learned What U Taught me To Do... Now...

Poof!! Be Gone!

Shrug · 08-25-2006, 03:36 AM

Shrug/Ben

Street Poet/ Uncle

"Ay its ben, meet me at Almaden and Powell dude,
My dad and I fought about school, he's still shoutin stout rules..."

His unbadgered friend ran over with astounding speed
down the street, heart racing at a pounding beat
dragging around his unshoed bruised feet,
running being something he doesn't do usually
slowly tingling his body becomes construed with heat
showing grace he slowed his pace and crossed the street
as he approached the place he expected to spot Joey
he jogged with speed to where he aught to be.
lost off in thought, the corner of his eye never saw the Honda Odessey
He flipped and spun, a hit and run,
Lifes gift is done as the car ditched and gunned
leaving faster than the arriving haste
A fine tuned pace faster then Bens mind would race
As he tried his best to memorize the plate
....2-o-o-7-5-s-8

the next day with his optimism crumbled
he calls to talk to his uncle with lost ambition bundled
He answers. his thoughts often fumbled as he described
what happened that last heated night,
and asked to see the light of why steve is in a coffin fiending life.

"Damn boy, the shit some will do, if only I knew how to comfort you...
can you identify the car or driver so we can thumb them •••s?"

"Yeah I wrote his number down but its in my other pair of pants"

"Well squash this daring ant, remember if he tries to care, he cant,
Mistakes should never be left unpunished
its what the consequence of reckless dumb fun is
and though its something none would wish
i was in a similar situation as a young dumb bitch"

"What happened if you don't mind me asking?"

"A time of life i was blindly basking in wild, free actions
specifically car looting with your dad as watch
one night I found a brand new jag still hot
it was badly parked, unlocked with the keys inside
being the smart ass I was i felt free to ride,
basically inclined, I even pressured Pete to drive
I had gloves but your dad never seemed to mind
The car was so much fun in our detouring trip
we began arguing about returning it
until our disagreement caused a friday bind
on highway nine as a light post made our crime wave shine
we ditched the car, unscratched stupendously
neglecting the fact there was only no evidence of ME
I deserved the wrap, but i never manned up and defended Pete
so contend this cheat by seeking justice endlessly"

Then Ben raced to the Pig Pen to give them the plates and description
a conniption encouraged by advice from his dad's vice and conviction

"the guilty will get their due sentance" said the booming leutentents head
"But we need evidence before having it presented Ben'
I wanted this case to crack in so with abrasive action
I began to explain what happened.

I was lounging when my door frame starts tappin.
the police made themselves known and felt
reluctantly I opened my home to them
figuring everything was going swell
just some questions about how I consoled young Ben
my bright days are over and my stars are lit
My nephew claims I mauled and killed an honest kid
his best friend created the dents on my cars front lip
I knew Pete had borrowed it, but instead I took karma's sorrowed bliss

MeNTiLL PoET · 08-25-2006, 12:06 PM