#03 Peril Eyes vs #14 Firespitta

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  1. Vern Acular

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    Firespitta At the racetrack..8stacks

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  3. Peril-Eyes

    Peril-Eyes LP1 Lunch Pines Throwback

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    boom boom boom boom...
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    Peril-Eyes LP1 Lunch Pines Throwback

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    seems like an interesting enough topic...

    2. the phone rings, & on the other end is a women who is about to tell you she
    is pregnant with your child, only you've never slept with her, SHIT!, you dont
    even know who she is, expand...
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  6. Peril-Eyes

    Peril-Eyes LP1 Lunch Pines Throwback

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    The Call Waiting

    Junior lived in his house inherited from his parents,
    He was a lout that was uncaring, uncharitable and overbearing,
    It was his birthday... he sat staring at a crack in the ceiling
    Sipping a bottle of Jack searching for an actual feeling,
    Hasnt had a satisfactory meal in, not even a packet of butter.
    A life dedicated to himself, doesnt give a crap about others...
    So it makes sense when he was born he got the lack of a mother,
    She died giving birth... THE PHONE RINGS...Junior's back has a shudder...
    "Hello James" over the phone in a familiar voice,
    "I go by Junior, but what's up bitch? get to the point..."
    "Well, im about to make you happy i got some really great news...
    I'm pregnant... I know it's a shock but I think we can make due"

    "who the fuck is this? this must be a mistake boo...
    I didnt get nobody pregnant...even if i did it probably aint you...
    This just isnt true.... this must have to do with my substance abuse"
    He hung up the phone "And i just aint fuckin with you"
    The phone rings again... Junior just tries to ignore it...
    He says to himself "I'm not gonna sympathize for her whoring"
    But the phone keeps ringing as his guilt lies dormant...
    he picks up "STOP FUCKING CALLIN, you got the wrong dude!"
    "Whats wrong with you?! u seemed before a man of a strong suit
    And your also the man, this baby belongs too"

    "I told you it isnt mine"...she started abruptly bawling...
    "Keep crying bitch! Just stop fucking calling!"
    He slammed the phone down...his heart rate still falling...
    what if it was true... he was scalded in appaulment,
    RING RING! he began to grow red in the face,
    The rings continued sing so steadily paced...hes getting crazed,
    A life of animosity now being set in its place,
    "I told you to stop calling Bitch! Dont you get it?
    You're pathetic... leave me fucking alone...or your gonna regret it,
    You wanna make me happy? go get yourself a medic...
    to give you an abortion and just fuckin forget it."
    "If thats what you want... I'll do it...all be it wrong,
    You told me you wanted a baby when you left for Vietnam,
    So long James..."
    he hung up, his baby was gone with a tear...
    He pressed *69..."SHE WAS CALLING FROM HERE?!"
    So the call was made from his own house ...things were finally clear.
    It was his mother's call from the past...and POOF he disappeared.
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  7. TeKneeK

    TeKneeK The Heart and Soul of RM

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    Peril shows... good.
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    LDogg The King The High Life

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    Peril Eyes - Advances to Round 2
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