TITLE MATCH: 1. Got Life? 23-11 VS 2. Nique 21-4

TeKneeK · 06-20-2006, 02:25 AM

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62 lines MAXIMUM - CONTENDERS & TITLE MATCH ONLY!

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Topics:
Your Topics for this week!

Got Life? · 06-20-2006, 08:24 AM

chea...

Nique... · 06-20-2006, 10:02 PM

Uh oh.

Pent uP · 06-21-2006, 06:56 AM

at least i didnt cheat for my place in the hall that was never given to me

Nique... · 06-23-2006, 09:21 PM

Childhood. .

The farthest of settlements,
In life's targeted, startling, hardest development,
The start of the recklessness, feeding the ignorant,
Barely teething, but proceeding in eating the innocent,
We're seeking the end of it, pondering youth revival,
But stumble, abuse aspires to a bunch of suicidals,
We want a future, idols, now we flinch from defensive glares,
Offensive stares brings tension, some end in intensive care,
The expenses tears on our mind, while fools exploit around,
Where coolness is a sources tool using schools as torture grounds,
The clueless forces rounds of cruelty in some dummies,
And these days bullies take a lot more than lunch money,
Lost course, but more bluntly, anything rather particular,
When kids are victim prisioners, missing their extracurricular,
Envisioning a listener. Someone to feel better,
Cuz miscues in 'clear' gestures leads them to peer pressure,
We fear the ill record of leaving a child behind,
Mistreating misleading mothers, a grieving spouse combined,
Succeeding is out of line, believing is quite a mess,
When you buy the finest clothing, failing reading and writing tests,
And the reasons we might regret, but it has poisoned us,
Forcing some to unspoken love to frequent avoided hugs,
And it bleeds like open cuts, picture a restless child,
Now triggered as another quitter, killer, or pedophile,
Their figure reflects denial, but we have grown to fight,
Cuz life's rough when we're given choices, but more wrongs than right,
And before long we might end up back in the streets and,
Just because we have teachers, doesn't mean they're exactly teaching,
Now I ain't exactly preaching, but we're more than stupid decisions,
That young boy listening to rap, may be a future musician,
Nothing's useless, defenseless that we can't be hooked forever,
Cuz every job from saviors to crooks has to put in effort,
We look for whether it's good or bad, but what they don't see though,
Is that for years people have known that our money is evil,
Yet greed grows, and now we're exploiting this wrath too,
Cuz we're expected to be more than we actually have to,
They react to: more jobs, more money, and more chances,
But it comes to more bills, no gripped, swift advantage,
We're steady getting the glances, penetrating our flesh,
The newcomers, new problems as the generation of X,
The patience has left, we know, because of these environments,
But ya'll can't shut us off from the diseases, viruses,
Sex, the thieves, the liars, and the weed transpired binge,
In need, but tired when WE need enlightenment,
Our seeds are dried and thin, are you thinking of
That when you drop us off you may not ever pick us up,
I'm so sick of the consistent bitching of,
Our life positions, but we dismiss our biggest risk in trust,
But you never listen up, so it's apparent that you don't demand,
Our own opinion, parents just don't fucking understand.

Parents Just Don't Understand

-Nique.

Got Life? · 06-24-2006, 02:08 AM

The blood's still fresh upon her quivering lips,
As her mind slips further and further into eclipse,
Trying to block out the chunks of her mothers brain,
Lying all over the floor on this train to Ukraine.

Angel's shivering, the blood is drying, she screams,
Her mind's tormented it seems, by all the extremes,
She's witnessed, yet she's only six years old,
Trapped in the blistering cold, she remains un-consoled,
You see Angel's story is one that has never been told,
About how refugees were killed and the children sold.

Angel's only six years old,
She watches as a man removes her blood maroon pantaloon,
And at this inopportune time she lets loose a monsoon,
Engulfing the both of them within a golden shower,
There's rage in his eyes, she starts to cower,
He has the power, so he has her devour piss of his hands,
She's gagging, he stands, he feels a stir in his glands,
His cock expands and now he starts yelling commands,
Angel doesn't understand, but follows the demands.

Angel's only six years old,
She's on her knees in nothing but piss drenched briefs,
From this moment on she's forever lost her beliefs,
She's bound to the floor, a device stretches her jaw,
She's shaking in awe, this is something she never foresaw,
The man from before enters with 3 of his friends,
As one after the next transcends and violently offends,
The innocence that she defends, eventually it ends...

Angel's only six years old,
She's lost her virginity to 4 demented rapists,
Indeed those men of 30 plus years old are sadists,
As her body is bruised and her orifices were left gaping,
She lies there shaking, as her mind is gradually escaping,
On her lips she still tastes the loads they busted,
She's so disgusted and no man she meets will ever be trusted,

Angel is growing with every passing year,
Still nothing ever changes, the bondage it ranges,
Yet there's no home on the granges no matter how it arranges,
She's the bound and gagged victim of sexual exchanges,
And the frustration they have, they take out on her flesh,
As every week a new bastard comes in and her bruises refresh,
She's use to the cess, but if asked she would confess,
At this point in time, she almost fiends for duress.

Angel is almost 18 years old, she looks just like her mother...
She's grown to be such a sultry and seductive temptress,
She's in a state of regress as she tries to suppress,
The nightmares of sweaty men that rape her wavering trust,
With every single consecutive thrust until they would bust,
Yet another load on her angelic face with eyes of disparity,
She has far to much familiarity with a life of solidarity,
Yet at 18 of age she's ready to be a mail order bride,
So her captors start to decide, where she could best be applied.

At 18 Angel's sent away to live with a man that's very majestic,
He makes Angel stay at home, she's meant to be domestic,
He loves fucking her senseless, cause Angel's defenseless,
Yet he talks casually after sex, almost as if fenceless,
Telling her how much she reminds him of his first wife,
Ironically that first wife is the one that birthed his new wife,
He never knew, his wife and daughter were one,
She played for keeps, he never knew where she found that gun,
As she displayed his brain with a few shots to the face,
Just like her mother, he became a faceless disgrace,
And Angel lived out a life of Bondage in a cold jailed place.

Topic : Parents Just Don't Understand

TeKneeK · 06-24-2006, 07:49 AM

GOT LIFE posted late NIQUE - do you wish for this match to continue?

or do you take the title by DQ win?

reply here or aim me @ tekneek2000.

Nique... · 06-24-2006, 12:41 PM

Yea, let the voting commence.

Edit in voting.

http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...1#post13736647

http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...3#post13737423

http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...9#post13737439

http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...8#post13737388

FloR · 06-24-2006, 01:04 PM