CONTENDERS MATCH: 3. 2Xtreme 3-1 vs. Julius Ceaser 2-0

MC4SiGHT · 07-04-2006, 03:37 AM

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4 lines NO-SHOW
12 lines MINIMUM
48 lines MAXIMUM

62 lines MAXIMUM - CONTENDERS & TITLE MATCH ONLY!

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

Julius Caesar · 07-04-2006, 09:47 AM

What's good?..Good Luck.

2Xtreme · 07-04-2006, 12:48 PM

hopefully ill face someone who shows this time....but good luck man.

2Xtreme · 07-08-2006, 12:14 AM

Woman of the City

Mos yelling in my ears, “I can feel the city breathing;
Chest heaving”, as I walk the city streets, mind relieving
From the dawn of new beginnings, a new life living
Begins as my eyes catch this love of mine’s coming in
She walked inside the record store, looking for vinyl treasures
As the ways the rhythm moved measured in depth and texture
Could tell she loved Joy Division, picturing her in black leather
Tattooed on her shirt was the title “Unknown Pleasures”
Kind of weird, the way the situation steered towards me
In my favor, as I savored the smooth skin that had allured me
She was genuine, immaculate, beauty’s heroin
My princess in gothic harmony, a part of me is scared of it
What is she going to say, how will she react for a fact?
I gotta step my pimp game up, before it starts to lack
My eyes closed up, I approached her, ready to move along
Until that moment I woke up, to find out............ she was gone

The next couple of days, I was distraught, caught suffering
Between the aspects to whether this chick was in love with me
Enough of me, my focus is made onto her and her only
I would break down like Omarion, in order to let her hold me
Gathered notebooks inside my backpack, closed the straps
Went outside to the city life, surrounded by the aftermath
Of 9/11, as we still try to cope, while many others hope
I envision this hard way of living, ‘til I caught up with her..........

.....And my fears of the world diminished within seconds
And I began to mention, my name, qualities, and blessings
She was the opposite, insecurities had been a part of it
I told her if she’d be with me, I swore she would be loving it
With nothing left, to lose, we exchanged phone digits
And made our own commitments, we’d get together and kick it
Listen to some music, get to know each other and more
She think she knew me before, wait ‘til she sees what I have in store

It was a Saturday night, a throwback to the early ‘90s
You would find me by the DJ booth, rewinding
Those classic gems, “Know The Ledge” by Eric and Rakim
The days Nas was “Illmatic”, It Ain’t Hard to Tell with him
And all I needed is this life of sin
Was me and my bitch or girlfriend, I’d know by the end;
Of the night, I got closer to her, we became lovers
Caressing her caramel complexion on “I Used to Love H.E.R.”......

It came that time, “Brown Sugar” started spinning round
It was time I showed this shorty, just how I got down
Ain’t know how to behave, mind engaged on her plush lips
Arms around my shoulders, my hands tight on her firm hips
Started grinding, and she had become righteous in her own right
Her body shivered, she became lifeless on this cold night
And as the quiet storm arrived, we ignited that flame
One kiss and one touch, so lush, that we came……..

Into lust of its own, as we headed to the bedroom
Closed the door behind to trap the essence of her perfume
Hit every nerve, as she stretched out my white T-shirt
As it was the signal for me to slip off her mini skirt
Hit the mattress, attached this pleasure inside of her
Began pushing and thrusting, as her soul had got lighter
To release myself with all the strength I could give
She wasn’t done, so she spent the rest to taste the goodness.....

.......The skies risen, clouds vanish, blue colors managed......
To form a rainbow, as a symbol of the pure and the lavish
And as I wake up, I notice, my love lies there pretty
And nude, as her skin reflects the view of life in the city
I wouldn’t have it either way, or with any other woman
For that, I sit back, and smile as she caught me looking

Julius Caesar · 07-08-2006, 12:36 AM

we stay away from those divergent people,
just so we wont have clash of titans sequel
theres no equal-its a board line between them
they mock us and we intend to be like eminem
losing ourself in the moment of a blood war,
blood gores, hard 10 knuckles in the air it soars
hoping to connect a jaw or two make blood goo,
but what are we getting outselves into- A few
of us who sitting on the sideline- blow minded,
then they put the facts together-thier eyes windens.
We paint the perfect picture-hang it on the wall,
but they just don't take a second to look at it at all
the facts that's portrait beautifully from our voices,
they ignore it, and the effect is we start making noises.
until they undertand our hand gestures- we won't stop. Period.
Time to clogg this leakage-its getting really serious.
Tired of us sitting in the dark abyss with tears of embarrassment,
catching numerous scars once we become an Infant-
They cutt us off, like our lifes don't really exist. "Talentless".
Yes they say we're not gifted-"Not god Childrens-
they're not even a portion of this incredible nation"
But we have Imaginary that can rip other minds into sections,
its people Like you that we can't express our expressions
and we work our sweat, blood and tears to get lean and fit in,
but ounce we get within, you push us to the edge of the rim-
knowing that we can't make the winning basket- whats the point
of making a change when we're getting treated like a poor coin.
I remember one time when I was 10 years old- morning shining
through my window, but feeling so shallow and sorrow.
My branch of life got stepped on when I saw his footsteps
and smell his 'booze' breath. I made my way upstairs w/ quick steps.
But One person didn't make it, my mother, the caretaker.
Yanked her by the hair, down she went entering hell,
the beater, beat her and every hit I was getting braver to save her,
but the reacher, I was unable to reach her, the fucker, fucked her
I said "Stop" so many times without speaking the word,
and after the incident I mourn with my tears about my curse.
Later on, still she walked around with his kids on her legs,
I could've prevent all that, if this curse in my life was un-bred.
I and many others feel the same way, you make us hate ourselves.
Top of the food chain, but treated as elves. Heart ache we dwell-
when you make fun of our voices-so forever the silence is golden,
and no longer speak for ourselves cause if we do-Emotional problem
is what we catch and it takes months and years to solve it.
I hate being deaf, making our lifes hard as it aleady is.
We take in everything you say and regurgitate. we're tired and sick Of this!

Stop the HATE!

-I love you all for those who don't love me. Keep the Peace.

10. Your born with only one of the five senses. Expand

MC4SiGHT · 07-08-2006, 03:15 AM

Over No Shows

Profit C · 07-08-2006, 12:17 PM

MUST HIDE YOUR VOTES.

ALSO YOU MUST CURRENTLY BE IN THE LEAUGE TO VOTE.

YOU SIGNED UP FOR NEXT WEEK. NEXT WEEK YOU CAN VOTE

ONLY CHAMPS CAN VOTE ON MATCHS AT ANYTIME

THANKS

Tha_DQ · 07-08-2006, 02:13 PM