Title Match:Champ Richard Corey 9-1 Vs 2. Tha Talent 24-11

Nebz · 10-05-2003, 11:52 PM

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Tha Talent · 10-06-2003, 10:40 AM

Richard Corey · 10-06-2003, 04:16 PM

"if you 'on't give a damn, gon' thow it up..."

let's go...

I'm going to have to delay this until tomorrow. I'm seriously swamped with stuff. If you want to hold on to your post until tomorrow you can. Please, I promise I won't no show... But after this week, I'm going to have to consider signing out. I don't want to be the one screwing up the league.

....
VOTES:
L-dogg vs. The Talent
Peepers vs. SIN2
Prophetional vs. Wisdom
Desenuts vs. Den-S
Outkast vs. Junio
Highpaw the cist vs. *other guy* (sorry...uh, other guy)

Tha Talent · 10-08-2003, 11:14 PM

fine.
i'll post a better verse than my tournament verse tommorrow.

Nebz · 10-09-2003, 01:38 AM

Granted, But From Now on....I will Not Grant them

Nebz · 10-09-2003, 02:19 AM

Over No Shows

Richard Corey · 10-09-2003, 07:22 PM

ter'ro•rist n. One who engages
in the political use of violence or intimidation.

There's no discrimination between violence and intimidation
eventually, it's something every governmental system faces
The threat of anarchy topples hiearchies: a town's paranoia
can soil and destroy a monarchy once fear's allowed to loiter.
Un-caring gory, horrifying, terrorism's my territory
Images of Muslim scrimages, sharing stories of Arab's warring...

I'm a different type of terrorist than you've seen on the screen
I'm unbelievably keen at being seen as unconceivably mean
My deceitfully clean team of followers were recruited as teens
sharin' 'em with their parents when their grips loose like a feign's
they're just getting used to their genes, their teenage mindstates
just might break from migraines, their wills unusually weak

I Baptize them in a lake of self-doubt, pull out and brain fuck 'em
sayin' something to leave The Beaver fall out in angst, cussin
to pull out and spray the eighth grade play while sayin' nothing!
Cause Stacy and Jane ain't wanna play or trade lunches!
And you ain't seen terror till you've seen the face of a munchkin
scrunchin' cause she can't seem to find a place for her stomach!
Have the Beav' lacin' Stacy on stage, catchin' her best side
while screamin' "One Mic" or "Thug life" tossin' up West signs

Brenda's like, dad's favorite, stayin' where she's not supposed to be
with a mad rapist, half-naked, gettin' impregnated, like totally...
If Lil' Kim could only see her dressing up like the older teens
now orderlies are takin' parts of sprite cans from her overies

Best believe I could throw your nation in an emotional uproar
up the coasts and up shores, have your kids smokin'. "Up yours!"
Then chokin' on their vomit, one comment, they're toastin' ya Fords
blow holes in the doors and have ya babyseats thrown to the floor!
Have them dressin' in my meager garments, speaking my folklore
on the streets, sayin' their "broke" or, their people are so "poor"...

"Yeah, my dad used to give me allowance, but not no more..."
So now I'm hustler like Jay-Z...so what's a gram go for?..."

How the fuck did I get in here? Ain't this what you vote for?
To keep me and my kind out from turnin' your kids inside out?
inside houses you keep them trapped in self-secluded rooms
But my message comes through their radio and television tubes
I'm Nat Turner's revenge turned into a burning syringe
murderin' kids with words; leave them all internally singed!
The weak fucks who won't speak up are the ones you gotta watch
"Put ya hands up!" like Jada! "Kiss the floor I got a glock!"
Take care, beware of terrorists, cause they ain't scared of shit!
got 'em choppin' rock, slangin' to any Man, son! like Marilyn!
I got Opie selling opium in the back of the empty auditorium
to Dylan who's illin' cuz dad won't let him in the consortium
Osama Bin Laden with the flow, Sadaam Huissain with refrains
droppin' weapons of mass corruption on suburban waves of grain
I train their brains like suicide bombers until they 'self-destruct'
I helped them up, ain't nothin' they seen I ain't delt with, son!
I give them power, and community... I give 'em they respect
all you gotta provide is the tape deck...
mothafucka!

Tha Talent · 10-09-2003, 11:36 PM

his eyes are swollen, shut open, from a trip down murder creek
the tear that never got a chance to fall now claws his purple cheek
so crisp, oblique - the shining turquoise eyes create a certain sheik
an ambivilance of myst and the fading hope that has turned and weeped
.
it burns me, the beautifying state of that lifeless stare
burning down the last cotton flag that reads: "life is fair"
just knowing life was there, knowing that his light brown hair
was once blowing in the wind, yet now is quite impared
by the blood that mats it down, yielding an iron clamp to strands
each wave muted by the sullen mousse that holds a frantic grasp
..
and the red river is flowing - flowing down a scarred forehead
flowing down a tight cheekbone - flowing down a carved, torn neck
but it is not flowing - no, the red river has found itself dry, arid
only the last, crusted evidence shows the rivers ride's disparage
...
and the river must have grazed his thin, pinkish lips
the lips that once would spring a quip now must think and sit
and now are sputtered with a trickle of blood thicker than mud
that was playing follow the leader, from his nose with rippling thuds
down the golden ladder of his grimace, scooping down his molded chin
wrinkled from the pain of the pain to hold it in
....
and as the blood trickled down the neck, it caught the light blue collar
of a light blue shirt that matched his blazer, tie, and dockers
- business type apparrell, complete with a pocket hanky
distored by a scramble of dirt, blood, and yet as his chest bleeds
only one thing hits my eye, a glint of steel above the skin
the same allure that made Arthur pull the sword and start the myth
...the same pierce of his eyes, the same pierce of demise
the same purity that can be found as a soaring blear through the skies
.....
......
.......
it all was so ..
majestic
infecting
distressing yet pressing
why? what could cause this scene so insensing
...i need to know him, i need to understand
breath and understand
breath to understand why he had to bleed by anothers hands..
.........
i stepped back, my back pressed against the cold brick wall
taking in the image, staring, a gaze - adrift, gone
staring straight at the fresh spray paint above his bodies lagging
staring but not reading, refusing to read the word -
- "faggot"

prophetional · 10-10-2003, 12:26 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Naughty Nebzer

Granted, But From Now on....I will Not Grant them

good man nebz... sign of good judgement; the champ asked politely, the challenger granted, you made a good decision here...

um, wow... hella championship... if i "broke it down-broke it down" this post would be long as hell, but to keep it short,
vote=RC.
talent, your verse was fire, for real, but so was RC's... one of them verses you don't want to go second to because it's near impossible to come better than, only equalled too, and to beat the champ you gotta come better then the champ...
the champ this week came with an A+ performance..... hard to beat brothah, but no doubt you'll be back up in no time...
fire ya'll... fire!

SIN2 · 10-10-2003, 02:36 PM

Hella of a battle...

RC great verse....I luved wat u did hea...flipped tha topic kept tha reader on edge nice endin ya word selection was on point just nice all around...

Talent....I was feelin ya verse also...u also had nice vocab....ya flow seemed choppy at times i couldnt really cathch it...threw me off...but other than that ya ending was nice...ending was unexpected....

vote=RC he had the better all around verse

Patriarch · 10-10-2003, 04:40 PM

Vote: Richard

DAMNNN I lovvveddd your piece, period. Enough said. Had everything i look for,... really enjoyed the read, talent your verse was fuckin nice as hell too, but i just think that corey captured me with hitting everypoint... no disrespect, fuckin niccceee battle.. glad the two of yall came ill for the championship.... have to go with richard tho... KEEP IT UP!! GLUCK!

Nebz · 10-11-2003, 07:22 PM

RC wins

10-05-2003, 11:52 PM	#1 (permalink)
Nebz Mod God Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: West Coastin it. Posts: 24,476	Title Match: Richard Corey 9-1 Vs Tha Talent 24-11 VERSES DUE Wednesday 10:00pm PACIFIC/1:00am EST VOTES DUE Saturday 10:00am PACIFIC/1:00pm EST VOTING RULES No beef votes No payback votes No 2nd Chance Votes, Once and Done VOTE ON 6 BATTLES!!!!! FAILURE TO DO SO RESULTS IN 3 VOTE SUBTRACTION!!! This week and following we will enforce this rule 4 lines - NO SHOWS 12 lines - MIN 60 lines - MAX Fail to Post URL's all those votes will not count Your Topics are here This Weeks Topics R Here!! if you win by no-show u are encouraged to vote still in other matches!!!!! NEW RULE: Voting On a No-show Verse does not Count as your vote, Both Competitors must show. Go Forth And Produce __________________ *N.iggas E.nvy B.ill'z* See Martin, see Malcolm You See Biggie, see Pac, see success and its outcome See Jesus, see Judas, see Caesar, see Brutus See success is like suicide Suicide its a suicide If you succeed, prepare to be crucified Media meddle's, nigga's sue you, you settle Every step you take, they remind you, "you ghetto" Last edited by Naughty Nebzer; 10-05-2003 at 11:54 PM.

10-06-2003, 10:40 AM	#2 (permalink)
Tha Talent , Tha Master. Join Date: Jun 2002 Location: in the hall of fame. Posts: 3,588	hey __________________ elitely smo

10-06-2003, 04:16 PM	#3 (permalink)
Richard Corey King Richard Join Date: Sep 2001 Location: Laurel, MD Posts: 1,519	"if you 'on't give a damn, gon' thow it up..." let's go... I'm going to have to delay this until tomorrow. I'm seriously swamped with stuff. If you want to hold on to your post until tomorrow you can. Please, I promise I won't no show... But after this week, I'm going to have to consider signing out. I don't want to be the one screwing up the league. .... VOTES: L-dogg vs. The Talent Peepers vs. SIN2 Prophetional vs. Wisdom Desenuts vs. Den-S Outkast vs. Junio Highpaw the cist vs. other guy (sorry...uh, other guy) Last edited by Richard Corey; 10-10-2003 at 06:37 PM.

10-08-2003, 11:14 PM	#4 (permalink)
Tha Talent , Tha Master. Join Date: Jun 2002 Location: in the hall of fame. Posts: 3,588	fine. i'll post a better verse than my tournament verse tommorrow. __________________ elitely smo

10-09-2003, 01:38 AM	#5 (permalink)
Nebz Mod God Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: West Coastin it. Posts: 24,476	Granted, But From Now on....I will Not Grant them __________________ *N.iggas E.nvy B.ill'z* See Martin, see Malcolm You See Biggie, see Pac, see success and its outcome See Jesus, see Judas, see Caesar, see Brutus See success is like suicide Suicide its a suicide If you succeed, prepare to be crucified Media meddle's, nigga's sue you, you settle Every step you take, they remind you, "you ghetto"

10-09-2003, 02:19 AM	#6 (permalink)
Nebz Mod God Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: West Coastin it. Posts: 24,476	Over No Shows __________________ *N.iggas E.nvy B.ill'z* See Martin, see Malcolm You See Biggie, see Pac, see success and its outcome See Jesus, see Judas, see Caesar, see Brutus See success is like suicide Suicide its a suicide If you succeed, prepare to be crucified Media meddle's, nigga's sue you, you settle Every step you take, they remind you, "you ghetto"

10-09-2003, 07:22 PM	#7 (permalink)
Richard Corey King Richard Join Date: Sep 2001 Location: Laurel, MD Posts: 1,519	ter'ro•rist n. One who engages in the political use of violence or intimidation. There's no discrimination between violence and intimidation eventually, it's something every governmental system faces The threat of anarchy topples hiearchies: a town's paranoia can soil and destroy a monarchy once fear's allowed to loiter. Un-caring gory, horrifying, terrorism's my territory Images of Muslim scrimages, sharing stories of Arab's warring... I'm a different type of terrorist than you've seen on the screen I'm unbelievably keen at being seen as unconceivably mean My deceitfully clean team of followers were recruited as teens sharin' 'em with their parents when their grips loose like a feign's they're just getting used to their genes, their teenage mindstates just might break from migraines, their wills unusually weak I Baptize them in a lake of self-doubt, pull out and brain fuck 'em sayin' something to leave The Beaver fall out in angst, cussin to pull out and spray the eighth grade play while sayin' nothing! Cause Stacy and Jane ain't wanna play or trade lunches! And you ain't seen terror till you've seen the face of a munchkin scrunchin' cause she can't seem to find a place for her stomach! Have the Beav' lacin' Stacy on stage, catchin' her best side while screamin' "One Mic" or "Thug life" tossin' up West signs Brenda's like, dad's favorite, stayin' where she's not supposed to be with a mad rapist, half-naked, gettin' impregnated, like totally... If Lil' Kim could only see her dressing up like the older teens now orderlies are takin' parts of sprite cans from her overies Best believe I could throw your nation in an emotional uproar up the coasts and up shores, have your kids smokin'. "Up yours!" Then chokin' on their vomit, one comment, they're toastin' ya Fords blow holes in the doors and have ya babyseats thrown to the floor! Have them dressin' in my meager garments, speaking my folklore on the streets, sayin' their "broke" or, their people are so "poor"... "Yeah, my dad used to give me allowance, but not no more..." So now I'm hustler like Jay-Z...so what's a gram go for?..." How the fuck did I get in here? Ain't this what you vote for? To keep me and my kind out from turnin' your kids inside out? inside houses you keep them trapped in self-secluded rooms But my message comes through their radio and television tubes I'm Nat Turner's revenge turned into a burning syringe murderin' kids with words; leave them all internally singed! The weak fucks who won't speak up are the ones you gotta watch "Put ya hands up!" like Jada! "Kiss the floor I got a glock!" Take care, beware of terrorists, cause they ain't scared of shit! got 'em choppin' rock, slangin' to any Man, son! like Marilyn! I got Opie selling opium in the back of the empty auditorium to Dylan who's illin' cuz dad won't let him in the consortium Osama Bin Laden with the flow, Sadaam Huissain with refrains droppin' weapons of mass corruption on suburban waves of grain I train their brains like suicide bombers until they 'self-destruct' I helped them up, ain't nothin' they seen I ain't delt with, son! I give them power, and community... I give 'em they respect all you gotta provide is the tape deck... mothafucka!

10-09-2003, 11:36 PM	#8 (permalink)
Tha Talent , Tha Master. Join Date: Jun 2002 Location: in the hall of fame. Posts: 3,588	his eyes are swollen, shut open, from a trip down murder creek the tear that never got a chance to fall now claws his purple cheek so crisp, oblique - the shining turquoise eyes create a certain sheik an ambivilance of myst and the fading hope that has turned and weeped . it burns me, the beautifying state of that lifeless stare burning down the last cotton flag that reads: "life is fair" just knowing life was there, knowing that his light brown hair was once blowing in the wind, yet now is quite impared by the blood that mats it down, yielding an iron clamp to strands each wave muted by the sullen mousse that holds a frantic grasp .. and the red river is flowing - flowing down a scarred forehead flowing down a tight cheekbone - flowing down a carved, torn neck but it is not flowing - no, the red river has found itself dry, arid only the last, crusted evidence shows the rivers ride's disparage ... and the river must have grazed his thin, pinkish lips the lips that once would spring a quip now must think and sit and now are sputtered with a trickle of blood thicker than mud that was playing follow the leader, from his nose with rippling thuds down the golden ladder of his grimace, scooping down his molded chin wrinkled from the pain of the pain to hold it in .... and as the blood trickled down the neck, it caught the light blue collar of a light blue shirt that matched his blazer, tie, and dockers - business type apparrell, complete with a pocket hanky distored by a scramble of dirt, blood, and yet as his chest bleeds only one thing hits my eye, a glint of steel above the skin the same allure that made Arthur pull the sword and start the myth ...the same pierce of his eyes, the same pierce of demise the same purity that can be found as a soaring blear through the skies ..... ...... ....... it all was so .. majestic infecting distressing yet pressing why? what could cause this scene so insensing ...i need to know him, i need to understand breath and understand breath to understand why he had to bleed by anothers hands.. ......... i stepped back, my back pressed against the cold brick wall taking in the image, staring, a gaze - adrift, gone staring straight at the fresh spray paint above his bodies lagging staring but not reading, refusing to read the word - - "faggot" __________________ elitely smo

10-10-2003, 02:36 PM	#10 (permalink)
SIN2 as we speak Join Date: May 2000 Location: all sales are profitable Posts: 4,483	Hella of a battle... RC great verse....I luved wat u did hea...flipped tha topic kept tha reader on edge nice endin ya word selection was on point just nice all around... Talent....I was feelin ya verse also...u also had nice vocab....ya flow seemed choppy at times i couldnt really cathch it...threw me off...but other than that ya ending was nice...ending was unexpected.... vote=RC he had the better all around verse __________________ (`·.¸ ¸.·´) §ïñ2* ÏñçØGñî†Ø (¸.·'*'·.¸) LOVE or RESPECT i been followin this crew for quite a hot minute...i say hottest on the net..ever...-Juventus

10-10-2003, 04:40 PM	#11 (permalink)
Patriarch Pat knows.. Join Date: Aug 2002 Location: Orlando Posts: 12,298	Vote: Richard DAMNNN I lovvveddd your piece, period. Enough said. Had everything i look for,... really enjoyed the read, talent your verse was fuckin nice as hell too, but i just think that corey captured me with hitting everypoint... no disrespect, fuckin niccceee battle.. glad the two of yall came ill for the championship.... have to go with richard tho... KEEP IT UP!! GLUCK!

10-11-2003, 07:22 PM	#12 (permalink)
Nebz Mod God Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: West Coastin it. Posts: 24,476	RC wins __________________ *N.iggas E.nvy B.ill'z* See Martin, see Malcolm You See Biggie, see Pac, see success and its outcome See Jesus, see Judas, see Caesar, see Brutus See success is like suicide Suicide its a suicide If you succeed, prepare to be crucified Media meddle's, nigga's sue you, you settle Every step you take, they remind you, "you ghetto"

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