5. Got Life 24-12 vs. 6. Kareless 3-0

MC4SiGHT · 07-04-2006, 03:36 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:
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-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!

Got Life? · 07-04-2006, 05:33 AM

Good luck kid...

KareLess · 07-04-2006, 09:13 PM

Lol, good luck..
Looks like Ima have to do something to persuade the voters from your record, j/k.

http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...7#post13780207
http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...8#post13782608

KareLess · 07-07-2006, 10:50 AM

A Bed Of Violins

One light, and one room..
no goon in the corner holding up the sound boom.
Nothing near a cartoon, & shit, this ain't a movie coming out soon.
This is my life fool.. now watch spectators entail it to be cruel,
cuz after you've hit the truth, their's fuck all that I can do.
.
Musta read a novel named "A Boy Called "It"?
cuz it fits - every notion I motion, with platinum perspectives
& detectives would never detect or erect the cruelty that injects
a blood so tainted in me, my type's filed below defects.
Its just a pre-tense, that Mr & Mrs Stevence little boy died at birth
yet he was raised in the dirt, a fable of Earth left to convert
a shame full of hurt into an anger that's best left in a curse.
Nothing knows what stepped in that hurse, only my "beloved" parents
my carers, who chose to be my very own pall barers.
But "you don't get it", right? Why would they lock me up in the night?
& leave me to become this hungry for love parasite?
.. Your guess is as good as mine.
.
At two timely intervals, my parents "fine principles" sit and stare
they tear up slices of bread on the stairs - with water - and leave'em there.
Like they ever care.. its just nourishment to keep this dead soul awake
Not knowing an evil home-pave, if they only saw where this hole lay..
they would pull me from this nightmare, where bile decorates..
my surroundings, and the poundings of endless rythm my heart makes-
carries shards of snow flakes from the frozen soul I chose to chase.
I'll never reach that race, and taste the outside worlds sympathy,
cuz the pain I endouvered, could write a "feel sorry" symphony.
The real thoughts envigour me, as I beg for the higher things..
..casted away on a bed of violins. Away from constant violence
and neglect, finally to gain a respect from piers and friends-
what a beautiful thought..
.. but I still fear the immense.
I wish my thoughts had a tense.. cuz while I preach with tears
You're still reading. . . . yet I'm still lying here.
I wouldn't say I was dying here, but I'm being sincere..
when I say I'm trying here.
.
& just to be clear, for when you buy the book..
It will hesistantly title, "A Boy Who Was Never Touched".

No age, No Name..

-Brixton.

Got Life? · 07-07-2006, 11:45 PM

Case File: Wire, Barb

It seems i'm achin inside, escapin my pride,
I can't face it...I hide...such a mistaken ride,
I debate it in stride, yet I can't let it slide,
From my mind although time still does glide,
Although mine stands still, all I have is time,
And possibly a glass of wine so that I can shine,
Some forgetful nectar upon that devil of mine,
That hangs from my neck like an anchoring twine,
He makes me remember the cold white of December,
While my heart pulses I feel the last of the ember,
Slowly flicker away bringing me back to that day,
When they whisked me away, Yet I smirk and say,
I'm not sorry about your whore of a child,
The look in her mother's eyes was oh so wild,

But I looked at her and smiled, blowing a kiss,
Knowing that this, was her last feeling to miss,
Being that she thought justice prevailed,
Yet smoothly I sailed into a place where i'm hailed,
After all I have been doing this for a while,
Leaving bitches pulsating like a phone with no dial,
As she had to watch the man that killed her daughter,
Glare into her eyes, the glare would haunt her,
And saunter would I, under the peril of crime,
Dead to the grind, yet still with a menacing mind,
Never letting anyone reap my spoils of war,
Cause I love the gore, right to the bitter core,
As for isolation, it's always been my favorite game,
Since Barb Wire was at birth my fucking name.

And this prison cell is only for the next 20 years,
While so many mothers drown away in beers,
I know their fears, I see all the King Lears,
Who hide behind their peers, submergin them in tears,
Afraid of having to fight for every last inch,
And nervous of the chitter chatter or every pinch,
But for me it's just another day, another desolate place,
Putting myself further from a cracked out mothers embrace,
I guess that's why my calling card was Barb Wire aswell,
I've put so many people through that grimacing hell,
Wrapping them in Barb Wire and then pulling tight,
Until the lacerations would make the bed bugs bite,
It's funny, It seems I was fated for this,
Born by a whore and named to be passionless.

Topic:

Barb Wire

MC4SiGHT · 07-08-2006, 03:14 AM

Over No Shows

Got Life? · 07-09-2006, 01:05 AM

http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...1#post13781861
http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...1#post13782861
http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...2#post13782932
http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...0#post13784600
http://board.rapmusic.com/showthread...6#post13784656

Tha_DQ · 07-09-2006, 12:47 PM

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