7. DopeVisuals 1-0 v. 8. SpeedyCalhoun 1-0

[Quriosity]

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"GENERAL RULES"

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[SpeedyCalhoun]

This is me checking in...

[SpeedyCalhoun]

You'd better not no-show...

~1990~

Before the word “America” was taught to be pronounced/
And my perception of “Home”, would most often be my house/
I was half of my brother,
Different father,
-Different mother,
But with him by my side, I never lost or lived without/

He was like comedy relief when my daddy passed away/
Then compassion when I felt like a bastard at his grave/
But since he died from a decision he was happy that he made/
I could only assume that his actions weren’t-

The same as my father’s
The man who caught a glimpse of the Gulf/
And didn’t make a proclamation, but his literature spoke/
A journalist whose words were strict. Never kidded or joked/
But you had to love him for the stuff his pencil had wrote/

But at the time,
We weren’t in to newspapers, because/…
At the end of the day,
We were just two kids, playing in mud/

~2003~

At 19, dreams of pretty women and laughs/
Should occupy the mind…until soldiers get in your ass/
I remember walking to the store for mother/
Suddenly, gun shots and bombs, with no form of-

“COVER-MOM’S-HEAD!!!”
I screamed at my sis/
Who clearly didn’t understand the meaning of this/
I was heated and pissed,
As I ran towards the couch where they sat/
Covering them, I just pondered if my Pops had my-

Back to the wall,
Gun in my face, and wondering why/
This American soldier thought I had a gun on my side/
He searched my pockets, but all I had was money inside/
I told them it was for medicine, and my mother could die/

They understood me, apologized, and sent me along/
I respect them, even though their reason for killing was wrong/
But they could learn from compromise, so it figures I’d decide…
That I would strive to become one of those politician guys/

Those bastards didn’t understand,
I know we’ve been a target for years/
But for them to invade our soil, and bomb us with cheer/
Which is the same fucking reason that my father’s not here?!/
Fuck that,
I’ma be something that all of them fear/

~2008~

I stand in this hallway; Bomb strapped to my chest/
Thoughts on after-life, praying that my passage is blessed/
And by me mastering death, I honor Allah/
Or should I just say, “Fuck it. It’s off with this bomb”? /

I was awkwardly calm, talking to this brother of mine/
Trying to convince him that the war would be over with time/
Time we didn’t have, or so he believed/
But Al Queda? That’s even too drastic for me/

I’d rather resolve it, cause we know history repeats/
This is part 2 of it all, and he’s playing his father’s scene/
And I work, so his son doesn’t star in part 3/
And my son won’t have to convince him to play it-

Smartly, I thought of my fate/
I thought of Iraqi men who were called to be great/
And how those men would honor my ways, unlike my foolish best friend/
Who’s just in his own world, which could cost him his faith/

Cause there is no compromise, we don’t handle endeavors…/
By meeting with their government, and shaking hands with the Devil/
We ignore the opposition, or we kill the infidelity/
It says it in the text, so what’s next is just best for me!!!/

BOOOMMM!!!!!
Damn…

I died for the man who didn’t remember the Gulf/
And didn’t make a proclamation, but his literature spoke/
Everything that he tried, every signature signed/
He would try to convince me that-

I (He) did it for hope
I did it for him, even after he passed away/
Cause I only feel like more than half when at his grave/
And since he died from a decision he was happy that he made/
I could only assume that his actions weren’t in vain/

But why am I talking? I should just save it because/…
At the end of the day,
We were just two kids…playing in mud/



“Peace is a state of mind, children in war-torn countries smile while playing soccer.”
-Esther Ikoro

[SpeedyCalhoun]

And this is me posting my VOTES

1.http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...9#post15495189
2.http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...1#post15498307
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[DopeVisuals]

That was unnecessary. Checks in...

[Got Life?]

Speedy wins...

King Grimet is a piece of dog shit.