TITLE MATCH: CHAMP Nique 22-4 VS 2. Doyen 96-19

TeKneeK · 06-27-2006, 06:27 AM

LINE LIMITS:
4 lines NO-SHOW
12 lines MINIMUM
48 lines MAXIMUM

62 lines MAXIMUM - CONTENDERS & TITLE MATCH ONLY!

VERSES DUE:
Friday 10:00pm PST/1:00am EST

VOTES DUE:
Sunday 10:00pm PST/1:00am EST

TOPICS:
Topics will be provided at the beginning of the week so that everyone has ample time to get involved.

VOTING:
You must vote on 4 matches and post URL's on your thread of matches u voted for.

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- No HIDDEN CODES? - That vote DOES NOT COUNT - You must vote on another match and use HIDDEN CODES!

-FORMER CHAMPS are allowed to vote for any match (but only 3 matches max).

-Crew Votes are illegal.

-1 vote is taken away for each vote you fail to do.

-1 vote is taken away for each URL you fail to post on your thread.

-No Show Winners must vote also! - Your thread will be kept open to post URL's.

-Tiebreakers will be determined by the Moderators when the week winds down.

ALTERNATES:
If your opponent NO-SHOWS, and you posted a full verse you will be bumped up appropriately to face the next person in the brackets within your range. If no opponent is available such as if you were in the bottom 20 and the next up no show is in the top 10 then you will be given a win for your efforts. You must still vote on 5 matches accordingly as any failure to vote will result in no win and no progress in the ranks. The only event other than this in which you may take the no show win is if you only did post a no-show verse which consists of 4 rhyming lines.

Topics:
Your TOPICS for this week - 6/26!

Vern Acular · 06-28-2006, 11:32 AM

check....and I wanna request that tekneek doesn't vote in any more of my battles.

FloR · 06-28-2006, 04:08 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Vern Acular

check....and I wanna request that tekneek doesn't vote in any more of my battles.

lmfao!

Nique... · 06-28-2006, 08:43 PM

He's the worlds greatest.

Oh, and in.

http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...6#post13762396

Nique... · 06-30-2006, 07:44 PM

Stressful Periods
.
.

Built of ungodly blocks, a path clogged with hate,
Throwing two body shots, a slap across the face,
Passion lost in rage, my wrath's molding essence,
Of sadness, hopelessness, dreaded; My past controls my present

I remember. .
Bruises, chosen marks, and rapture stashed,
In a bag of feuds and, broken hearts, and shattered glass,
Son of the coldest heart, this stranger trudged in friction,
Liquor was his lover, and anger was his mistress,
Taste of phelgm-like disgust, mixed with power and pain,
Glimpse of a coward restrained, but with sour remains,
See he hated his life, and was feeble at fault,
So my face became reasons, and reasonable cause,
For his pitiful life, inconsiderable probably,
I was the glitch in his eye, and his miserable hobby,
My father attempted emotion in a flimsy disguise,
And every year, his tears ran on an empty supply,
Unaffectionate bastard, I'm so flushed from within,
And I dreamed of his touch, to the brush of his skin,
I would kill to be proud, but I live in filth and denial,
The shining ray beams from my lips now eclipse with my smile,
Bloody mouth and spotted skin, I dreaded comments,
My father's downfalls were hidden, embedded punches,
I grew up, but I was still being taunted, grabbed,
'I Fucking Hate You': His clear voice was a constant jab,
A target till his last breath, and if I could only stand it,
Because the burdens in his life were my only chances,
I was raised to be nothing, but a supporter holding weight,
A pinpoint for blood filled knuckles, worn out shoulder aches,
See my father was a fuck up, and he birthed one too,
Injustice becomes a cycle, my son's the third one due.
.
.
I hold a grip on my son, triggering emotionless strain,
Redness around my corneas, bitterness flows through my veins,
Brings my father out of me, vengance my only purpose,
As I beat him viciously, the tension amongst me surfaced.

Dried blood, black eyes, infection pus eating flesh,
The sigh of relief when alcohol finally puts me to rest,
Peroxide, used cotton balls in overflowing trash cans,
To heal the scars, bruises, and months of this constant bashing,
My son's a replica of me, but change? I haven't budged yet,
Just constantly cry and apologize for my abundance of blood fests,
I feel powerful, for once, but I'm fearing this battle,
Ciz sixteen years, a son later, and I'm STILL in his shadow,
Night terrors pierce my thoughts, and it feeds in silence,
Do unto others as they do unto you, so he bleeds like I did,
I'm a selfish angry bastard, split of remorse and torn doubt,
Revenge on my mind, love in my pocket, dried and worn out,
The breed of ignorance, that's been supplied in mixed portions,
On a family tree of nobodies, low lives, and misfortune,
I AM MY FATHER, unpure, born, and full fleshed,
When there's a wrong, there's a remedy, but I ain't been cured yet,
So I sit, and dream-Of a day without grieving,
Or a day that my son'll smile again, a day I'm not breathing.

-Nique.

1. DipSet
Become your abusive father...
why do you hit your son?
(which is you)...what happened to you
when you were younger that you
have become so violent?

Vern Acular · 06-30-2006, 10:59 PM

As I look out into the world, I gaze at the wilderness
The virgin….the calm…I debate on how real it is
A seed planted by mother nature being faithful I will exist
The confined…the outcast…it’s painful to feel at risk
Cause sometimes a thought sneaks through, “maybe I’ll slit my wrist”
The plot…the fear…im afraid if I slip that’s it
I see a world I don’t know, so far away I wish and wish
The urge….the want…for a way I can grip the bliss
But wait…could this be it….how do I react to the truth
We start as seeds, branch out, then extract from the youth
There’s a path to dispute, we’ve all got a map to the proof
It’s over the hill, and through the woods…
…then straight back to the roots
See it’s an accurate loop, but eventually there’s a break
To cause an individual to start making mistakes
The beginning of fate, from the first minute awake
Straight to the final deep breath left at the end of the day
Cant we just send it away…I stare at the sky and ponder
Why I wandered in search of “him” but could never find my father
There were many times he offered to listen but I was conquered
By the devil in a red dress, and yes I died in honor
But now these times provide a somber mood I stand in despair
And feel uncomfortable cause im watched by the man in the air
The overcast is a peeping tom, god enchanted a stare
And everytime the wind blows I can feel his hands in my hair
“GOD DAMN IT” I sware, a phrase created by man
Probably the only words if written, that would stay in the sand
Try to relate if you can, who tried to believe but you couldn’t
Who tried to confess for your sins, and tell em your secrets but wouldn’t
Have you been sleeping on cushion, tossing and turning on rocks
You keep belongings in closets or by the church in a box
You drive to work when it’s hot, or work on catching a ride
Or have you been blind but didn't know it fromthe stress in your eyes
Look...! every lesson aside, blind or not will you see the light
And once your seed is planted will you grow leaves on the tree of life
You either believe or not, it’s not I believe OR might
See im ashamed cause im at the edge without any belief tonight
I need you Christ, where’s the bible at? I need to turn the pages
Cause im the only one that’s masked in a pupkin patch of burdened faces
Im burning anxious, please judge me for what I deserve I’ll face
But please trust me I need you god, can you please help me escape this
....
....
The virgin makes it, the calm confines himself into an outcast
The plot completes itself as the fear begins to outlast
The urge becomes a doubt stacked, by wants, but the creed stalls
This is nor heaven or hell, but a life ends as every leaf falls
And trust me they all see saw, but I don’t got it in me
To continue to stand with out faith and not expect the odds against me
So here I stand withered...dying, in the midst of this autumn frenzy
I prey, then spring begins….
The first leaf…..and GOD forgives me!

"Stressful Periods"

MC4SiGHT · 07-01-2006, 03:11 AM

uppin over no shows

MISSKEYdaQUEEN · 07-01-2006, 10:15 PM

DAMMMNNN!!!

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mirage1 · 07-01-2006, 10:24 PM

Nice match both of ya'll props

KareLess · 07-02-2006, 04:59 PM

Nique -
Well, Nique.. I'll start off with the mechanics coz they were almost perfect yet again. Your flow carried the piece, and made the piece hold its own. As for the topic, it was kinda typical the way you went with it, but you told it so fucking good. Your emotive style just jumped out, and you executed a bland topic in your own way.

"Liquor was his lover, and anger was his mistress,"
^^ so nice..

Sad story in truth, as the Daughter become what she never wanted to be.. but I guess thats what bad nurturing does for you. Nice drop, Nique.

Vern Acular -
Vern, I haven't had the good grace to read ANY of your work as I'm only at RM for a week here and a week there, but man I'm glad I'm back. 90+ plus wins, and you deserve it from what I read here. You keep a consistent style running throughout the piece, and you never change it.. which is hard to maintain, but you pull it off.

"“GOD DAMN IT” I sware, a phrase created by man
Probably the only words if written, that would stay in the sand"
^^the flow and content is dope. Favourite bar of the battle.

I can go on about mechanics forever, but your downfall for me was the content. I liked the comparison with the leaves itself, but I just didn't get enthralled in it.. you know. It seemed a continuos read rather than any progression. Nether the less, this was still a really decent read.

Overall -
Both are mad dope with making a written piece readable, but it was a battle between stories.. and for me the winner has to be Nique.

Vote: Nique.

Props, and check out my battle.

-Brix.

DiC GeTs GuLLy · 07-02-2006, 06:43 PM

Snap shot

Got Life? · 07-02-2006, 07:55 PM

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Vern Acular · 07-02-2006, 10:42 PM

wtf kind of vote is that, if you dont understand the verse dont vote on it, lol, atleast critique it and tell me what made you vote against me, not that you couldn't follow it, for one it wasn't a story, it was a topical on the repetition of life with the leaves that fall and regrow being symbolic to the tree/cycle of life, hope it helps i dont like explaining my verses but that just urks me, anyway...

votes...

http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...1#post13763631

well that's the only one to vote on, I cant vote on my girlfreinds, so this is it, league is diminishing, im probably signing out, win or lose

Nique... · 07-03-2006, 01:10 AM

2-2.

Count all the votes.

http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...8#post13763908

http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...3#post13763943

Pent uP · 07-03-2006, 01:36 AM

lol@no one editing out the unhidden vote

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06-27-2006, 06:27 AM	#1 (permalink)
TeKneeK The Heart & Soul of RMC Join Date: May 1999 Location: L.A. Californ: America's Best Posts: 26,158	TITLE MATCH: CHAMP Nique 22-4 VS 2. Doyen 96-19 LINE LIMITS: 4 lines NO-SHOW 12 lines MINIMUM 48 lines MAXIMUM 62 lines MAXIMUM - CONTENDERS & TITLE MATCH ONLY! VERSES DUE: Friday 10:00pm PST/1:00am EST VOTES DUE: Sunday 10:00pm PST/1:00am EST TOPICS: Topics will be provided at the beginning of the week so that everyone has ample time to get involved. VOTING: You must vote on 4 matches and post URL's on your thread of matches u voted for. -You must use the HIDDEN VOTES UBB CODE to conceal your votes. 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. - No HIDDEN CODES? - That vote DOES NOT COUNT - You must vote on another match and use HIDDEN CODES! -FORMER CHAMPS are allowed to vote for any match (but only 3 matches max). -Crew Votes are illegal. -1 vote is taken away for each vote you fail to do. -1 vote is taken away for each URL you fail to post on your thread. -No Show Winners must vote also! - Your thread will be kept open to post URL's. -Tiebreakers will be determined by the Moderators when the week winds down. ALTERNATES: If your opponent NO-SHOWS, and you posted a full verse you will be bumped up appropriately to face the next person in the brackets within your range. If no opponent is available such as if you were in the bottom 20 and the next up no show is in the top 10 then you will be given a win for your efforts. You must still vote on 5 matches accordingly as any failure to vote will result in no win and no progress in the ranks. The only event other than this in which you may take the no show win is if you only did post a no-show verse which consists of 4 rhyming lines. Topics: Your TOPICS for this week - 6/26! __________________ .......................

06-28-2006, 11:32 AM	#2 (permalink)
Vern Acular 12x RSTL Champ Join Date: Oct 2001 Location: NC Posts: 5,027	check....and I wanna request that tekneek doesn't vote in any more of my battles. __________________ TH3 3LIT3 2005 NO ID TOURNEY WINNER 1x POET TREE CHAMP 12x RSTL CHAMP Yes...I've Beat You Before www.soundclick.com/eulogy www.myspace.com/eulogy46

06-28-2006, 08:43 PM	#4 (permalink)
Nique... I hurt feelings. Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: NY Posts: 3,368	He's the worlds greatest. Oh, and in. http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...6#post13762396 __________________ Yes, our president is African American. Last edited by Nique...; 07-02-2006 at 03:50 PM.

06-30-2006, 07:44 PM	#5 (permalink)
Nique... I hurt feelings. Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: NY Posts: 3,368	Stressful Periods . . Built of ungodly blocks, a path clogged with hate, Throwing two body shots, a slap across the face, Passion lost in rage, my wrath's molding essence, Of sadness, hopelessness, dreaded; My past controls my present I remember. . Bruises, chosen marks, and rapture stashed, In a bag of feuds and, broken hearts, and shattered glass, Son of the coldest heart, this stranger trudged in friction, Liquor was his lover, and anger was his mistress, Taste of phelgm-like disgust, mixed with power and pain, Glimpse of a coward restrained, but with sour remains, See he hated his life, and was feeble at fault, So my face became reasons, and reasonable cause, For his pitiful life, inconsiderable probably, I was the glitch in his eye, and his miserable hobby, My father attempted emotion in a flimsy disguise, And every year, his tears ran on an empty supply, Unaffectionate bastard, I'm so flushed from within, And I dreamed of his touch, to the brush of his skin, I would kill to be proud, but I live in filth and denial, The shining ray beams from my lips now eclipse with my smile, Bloody mouth and spotted skin, I dreaded comments, My father's downfalls were hidden, embedded punches, I grew up, but I was still being taunted, grabbed, 'I Fucking Hate You': His clear voice was a constant jab, A target till his last breath, and if I could only stand it, Because the burdens in his life were my only chances, I was raised to be nothing, but a supporter holding weight, A pinpoint for blood filled knuckles, worn out shoulder aches, See my father was a fuck up, and he birthed one too, Injustice becomes a cycle, my son's the third one due. . . I hold a grip on my son, triggering emotionless strain, Redness around my corneas, bitterness flows through my veins, Brings my father out of me, vengance my only purpose, As I beat him viciously, the tension amongst me surfaced. Dried blood, black eyes, infection pus eating flesh, The sigh of relief when alcohol finally puts me to rest, Peroxide, used cotton balls in overflowing trash cans, To heal the scars, bruises, and months of this constant bashing, My son's a replica of me, but change? I haven't budged yet, Just constantly cry and apologize for my abundance of blood fests, I feel powerful, for once, but I'm fearing this battle, Ciz sixteen years, a son later, and I'm STILL in his shadow, Night terrors pierce my thoughts, and it feeds in silence, Do unto others as they do unto you, so he bleeds like I did, I'm a selfish angry bastard, split of remorse and torn doubt, Revenge on my mind, love in my pocket, dried and worn out, The breed of ignorance, that's been supplied in mixed portions, On a family tree of nobodies, low lives, and misfortune, I AM MY FATHER, unpure, born, and full fleshed, When there's a wrong, there's a remedy, but I ain't been cured yet, So I sit, and dream-Of a day without grieving, Or a day that my son'll smile again, a day I'm not breathing. -Nique. 1. DipSet Become your abusive father... why do you hit your son? (which is you)...what happened to you when you were younger that you have become so violent? __________________ Yes, our president is African American.

06-30-2006, 10:59 PM	#6 (permalink)
Vern Acular 12x RSTL Champ Join Date: Oct 2001 Location: NC Posts: 5,027	As I look out into the world, I gaze at the wilderness The virgin….the calm…I debate on how real it is A seed planted by mother nature being faithful I will exist The confined…the outcast…it’s painful to feel at risk Cause sometimes a thought sneaks through, “maybe I’ll slit my wrist” The plot…the fear…im afraid if I slip that’s it I see a world I don’t know, so far away I wish and wish The urge….the want…for a way I can grip the bliss But wait…could this be it….how do I react to the truth We start as seeds, branch out, then extract from the youth There’s a path to dispute, we’ve all got a map to the proof It’s over the hill, and through the woods… …then straight back to the roots See it’s an accurate loop, but eventually there’s a break To cause an individual to start making mistakes The beginning of fate, from the first minute awake Straight to the final deep breath left at the end of the day Cant we just send it away…I stare at the sky and ponder Why I wandered in search of “him” but could never find my father There were many times he offered to listen but I was conquered By the devil in a red dress, and yes I died in honor But now these times provide a somber mood I stand in despair And feel uncomfortable cause im watched by the man in the air The overcast is a peeping tom, god enchanted a stare And everytime the wind blows I can feel his hands in my hair “GOD DAMN IT” I sware, a phrase created by man Probably the only words if written, that would stay in the sand Try to relate if you can, who tried to believe but you couldn’t Who tried to confess for your sins, and tell em your secrets but wouldn’t Have you been sleeping on cushion, tossing and turning on rocks You keep belongings in closets or by the church in a box You drive to work when it’s hot, or work on catching a ride Or have you been blind but didn't know it fromthe stress in your eyes Look...! every lesson aside, blind or not will you see the light And once your seed is planted will you grow leaves on the tree of life You either believe or not, it’s not I believe OR might See im ashamed cause im at the edge without any belief tonight I need you Christ, where’s the bible at? I need to turn the pages Cause im the only one that’s masked in a pupkin patch of burdened faces Im burning anxious, please judge me for what I deserve I’ll face But please trust me I need you god, can you please help me escape this .... .... The virgin makes it, the calm confines himself into an outcast The plot completes itself as the fear begins to outlast The urge becomes a doubt stacked, by wants, but the creed stalls This is nor heaven or hell, but a life ends as every leaf falls And trust me they all see saw, but I don’t got it in me To continue to stand with out faith and not expect the odds against me So here I stand withered...dying, in the midst of this autumn frenzy I prey, then spring begins…. The first leaf…..and GOD forgives me! "Stressful Periods" __________________ TH3 3LIT3 2005 NO ID TOURNEY WINNER 1x POET TREE CHAMP 12x RSTL CHAMP Yes...I've Beat You Before www.soundclick.com/eulogy www.myspace.com/eulogy46

07-01-2006, 03:11 AM	#7 (permalink)
MC4SiGHT JOE COMMiSSO Join Date: Apr 2003 Location: MICHIGAN Posts: 1,767	uppin over no shows __________________ THE ELITE 1X RSTL CHAMPION 2004 RSTL TOURNAMENT CHAMPION RSTL League Record 27-9 Overall RSTL Record with tournies. 38-10 MYSPACE

07-01-2006, 10:24 PM	#9 (permalink)
mirage1 The One and Only Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: Port City NC Posts: 757	Nice match both of ya'll props __________________ *Women who strive to reach equality with males...lack imagination...* Play the game like a man or get played like a Bitch

07-02-2006, 04:59 PM	#10 (permalink)
KareLess D.H.Brixton Join Date: May 2005 Location: N.M Posts: 50	Nique - Well, Nique.. I'll start off with the mechanics coz they were almost perfect yet again. Your flow carried the piece, and made the piece hold its own. As for the topic, it was kinda typical the way you went with it, but you told it so fucking good. Your emotive style just jumped out, and you executed a bland topic in your own way. "Liquor was his lover, and anger was his mistress," ^^ so nice.. Sad story in truth, as the Daughter become what she never wanted to be.. but I guess thats what bad nurturing does for you. Nice drop, Nique. Vern Acular - Vern, I haven't had the good grace to read ANY of your work as I'm only at RM for a week here and a week there, but man I'm glad I'm back. 90+ plus wins, and you deserve it from what I read here. You keep a consistent style running throughout the piece, and you never change it.. which is hard to maintain, but you pull it off. "“GOD DAMN IT” I sware, a phrase created by man Probably the only words if written, that would stay in the sand" ^^the flow and content is dope. Favourite bar of the battle. I can go on about mechanics forever, but your downfall for me was the content. I liked the comparison with the leaves itself, but I just didn't get enthralled in it.. you know. It seemed a continuos read rather than any progression. Nether the less, this was still a really decent read. Overall - Both are mad dope with making a written piece readable, but it was a battle between stories.. and for me the winner has to be Nique. Vote: Nique. Props, and check out my battle. -Brix. __________________ The Writer. When routine bites hard, and ambitions are low And resentment rides high, but emotions won't grow And we're changing our ways, taking different roads Then love, love will tear us apart again -- -Joy Division.

07-02-2006, 06:43 PM	#11 (permalink)
DiC GeTs GuLLy Hello Join Date: Feb 2005 Posts: 2,889	Snap shot __________________ 4x PTL Champion 9x RSTL Champion..75~19 4X PTL TOURNAMENT CHAMP 3X RSTL TOURNAMENT CHAMP - THE TOURNAMENT KING OF THIS BITCH - ~{S.M.O.}~

07-02-2006, 10:42 PM	#15 (permalink)
Vern Acular 12x RSTL Champ Join Date: Oct 2001 Location: NC Posts: 5,027	wtf kind of vote is that, if you dont understand the verse dont vote on it, lol, atleast critique it and tell me what made you vote against me, not that you couldn't follow it, for one it wasn't a story, it was a topical on the repetition of life with the leaves that fall and regrow being symbolic to the tree/cycle of life, hope it helps i dont like explaining my verses but that just urks me, anyway... votes... http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...1#post13763631 well that's the only one to vote on, I cant vote on my girlfreinds, so this is it, league is diminishing, im probably signing out, win or lose __________________ TH3 3LIT3 2005 NO ID TOURNEY WINNER 1x POET TREE CHAMP 12x RSTL CHAMP Yes...I've Beat You Before www.soundclick.com/eulogy www.myspace.com/eulogy46 Last edited by Vern Acular; 07-02-2006 at 10:48 PM.

07-03-2006, 01:10 AM	#16 (permalink)
Nique... I hurt feelings. Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: NY Posts: 3,368	2-2. Count all the votes. http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...8#post13763908 http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...3#post13763943 __________________ Yes, our president is African American.