[Season One Champ] Week 4 - Week 7 MC Guttso

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  1. Tacky Jones

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    Week 4 vs Pain

    Success is a Bitch


    Maggie dreamed to be in magazines
    With the masses chanting her name,
    A sad teen donned in dirty jeans
    Nothing passes her way

    Her life’s grey, she’s optimistically brave,
    Her siblings imprisoned and her pop’s in a grave,
    She’s bidding to flee the life she forsakes,
    She’s saved for decades but she doesn’t complain,
    Just kickin’ away at that café every day

    Just scrimps and scrapes, washes plates and dishes
    She fishes for the hope of those welterweight wishes
    She likes professional fights and boxing bad bitches
    He shakes his head as he sees the speed bag swishing.

    Frankie won’t listen; he says “Girlie, tough ain’t enough!”
    It’s rough; violence isn’t cut for women or delicate cunts,
    It’s all shoves, cracked ribs an’ black eyes from the glove,
    Off the cuff Maggie says my heart’s full of passionate stuff,
    Boss I know by my bones that water is thicker than blood
    ‘Coz I gotta fucking fickle family that show me no love

    Success is a bitch
    When you’re fighting with fists!
    Say what?
    I said success is a bitch
    When you’re fighting with fists!

    Time goes on; Frankie and Maggie develop a bond
    Headstrong he knows the ring is where she belongs

    He gives her expert help and she’s
    Tweaked to the peak of physical health
    Legs like stealth, loves every punch an’ pelt
    With heartfelt hopes for the champion’s belt
    She KO’s most of her opponents in matches,
    It brings her wealth and cheques to cash in
    The girl’s like a dragon attacking and lashing

    A frightful match with the spiteful Billie Blue Bear
    A chance at the title Maggie’s walking through air
    She danced in the ring, dodged attacks with care
    Sounds of the crowd cheer her name in the square
    An evil twist of fate the bear’s punch was unfair and
    So Maggie tripped and snapped her neck on a chair
    An evil glare mixed with a corpse that's beyond repair…

    Success is a bitch
    When you’re fighting with fists!
    Say what?
    I said success is a bitch
    When you’re fighting with fists!

    An end to all the hard-work, finesse and success
    Maggie begs for the end in her hospital bed
    But she has no regrets in the life that she led
    Except that drive and ambition left her with death


    Inspired by the film Million Dollar Baby (2004)



    Guttso wins 4-2
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    Week 5 vs Ace the Prophet

    “Natural abilities are like natural plants, they need pruning by study”​


    From the rock legends who play their guitars,
    To crooked felons who steal money and cars,
    Driving fast past the last lonely man at the bar,
    With his farfetched thoughts of travels to Mars,
    He finds it hard coz he can’t look the part - but
    It all starts with a dream to reach for the stars,
    Development happens by taking a chance,
    We grow our talents like our natural plants,

    So I dance whilst my heart’s bleeding,
    And I see it’s philosophically pleasing
    To smoke my weed at the weekend,
    And my brain’s feeling good to
    Be free with my street friends,

    Nurturing talents in the challenging seasons,
    Turn my strength to give me some meaning and
    Find my reasons to change feelings of pretence,
    Things aren’t always what they are seeming,
    So we all need to follow in what we believe in,

    Being an empty shell, blank page, a clean slate
    Life’s full of templates for ways to behave,
    Innate drives begin to shape and create our fate,
    We all play a role in the path that we take,
    Right or wrong it’s either make or break, and
    I’m amazed at the state of the world today,
    Folks low in the gutter think there’s no escape,
    ‘Coz they’re neglected by effects of societal rape,

    Class constraints create unsightly groups,
    Kids born into wealth have the easier routes,
    And all the fools follow hot career pursuits
    Whilst the rest fight for school and food,
    To get fucked was the only thing that we knew,
    Shoot-up and take drugs, that’s what we would do,

    But even the top formed their own crews,
    To boost the power only held by a few,
    Boot camps of troops sent for wrong feuds,
    It’s not new to invade and complain it’s taboo,
    So I campaign for you to search for the truth,
    Stay true to yourself and not what you consume,
    Be the proof that anything can be achieved,
    If you have a passion in what you believe,
    And have the guts to teach what you preach.


    Guttso wins 5-3
    http://board.rapmusic.com/rapmusic-...-mc-guttso-4-0-vs-2-ace-prophet-3-1-vote.html
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    Week 6 vs Soull

    The obsession of youth verses the wisdom of age,
    The impression of truth puts the system to shame,
    The transgression I crave is those heavenly gates,
    I’m the popular suppression of a burdensome pain,
    You wanna be reminiscent of a name on a page?
    Time is of the essence look at the way it decays,
    I’ll be known as just a number in mortality rates,
    Swap my fragile frame; you can jump in my grave,
    Let me relive my life to change my fatal mistakes,
    But my golden days have gone society’s changed,
    They know I’m mundane old wrinkled and grey,
    I fought in the wars but they just shit on my face,
    Kids have just pissed on the magic we’ve paved,

    With eyes of hate my son promotes euthanasia,
    There’s no way I want to be floating in danger,
    To a family of freaks who treat me as a stranger,
    They say I seem befuddled in a land of fantasia,
    I can’t walk, I ache and I’m in pain with aphasia,
    Can’t talk, I’m betrayed by my child’s behaviour,
    Thought my own blood would be more than a taker,
    Pillow over my face he whispers: “Meet your maker”
    I choke, my throat feels cold, but I feel much safer,
    As my soul slowly drifts off to this brighter chamber,

    I saved my hollow life that I left behind,
    To let my own tales of heavens unwind
    And to keep the peace in my fragile mind...
    But I’m afraid I'll swallow the crimes in these sands of time
    So you can follow the loving lines in these hands of mine.
    …..
    Doctor: “That’s it we’ve lost him…”



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    Guttso wins 4-3
    http://board.rapmusic.com/rapmusic-...ionship-c-mc-guttso-5-0-vs-2-soull-2-0-a.html
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    Week 7 vs .:pain:.

    ROYCE DA 5'9"
    "Hip Hop"


    [Intro]
    Woo! haha, uh

    [Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"]
    I know my streets, I know my sounds
    Y'all know my beats, how I get down
    I take my steps, and leaps and bounds
    Nigga it's - HIP HOP!

    [Verse 1 - Royce Da 5'9"]
    Yeah, yeah, we started from nothin a couple MC's
    Beat-boxin, the crowd in the lunch room (yeah)
    Me and Prem', both names go together
    Like they ain't supposed to be seperate, like "D" in the D
    I said it before, I rep in records beats
    At the headquarters, rest in peace
    Nigga I'ma hold shotty, and knock you out
    And I ain't gotta know Karate like Afu-ra
    It's - HIP HOP!, strong or not
    This is rap basketball, stats all you got
    Long as you hot, and your flow could hold up
    To knowin all of your short goals is long shots!
    Ninety percent of you niggaz ain't hard
    Here +Just to Get a Rep+, you not +Gangstarrs+
    The finest flow will amaze, rap without me
    Minus The Source, minus the Quotable page

    [Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"]
    HIP HOP! is everything around you
    [scratched] - "No competition"
    Back to the voice, of today
    [scratched] - "It's real in the field"
    What's realer than - HIP HOP! (yeah)
    I know my streets, I know my sounds
    Y'all know my beats, how I get down
    I take my steps, and leaps and bounds
    Nigga it's - HIP HOP!

    [Verse 2 - Royce Da 5'9"]
    Rythmic, league c'mon wit it, I'm long winded
    I will diss you, from long distances
    You will not get the chance, like Choppa
    Ness and Dylan, to dis-respect, who you don't listen to
    Egg in the skillet brain, nigga, diss is you
    Smarten up, every person in the earth, be harden up
    But the only target is us
    It's - HIP HOP! cars and trucks
    I be dreamin about shit, like havin a hard time swingin
    On a nigga, or squeezin a trigger or fallin
    If I land, I won't wake up (yeah)
    My six shot model, ya crew
    I'm leavin ya mommy faces blue, just like a Hypnotic bottle
    They feel you the realer, you spit
    This killer shit is hearin us
    Healin you if you ill or you sick mentally

    [Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"]
    It's - HIP HOP! is everything around you
    [scratched] - "Gotta be something for me to write this"
    Back to the voice, of today
    [scratched] - "No talent rappers"
    What's realer than - HIP HOP!
    I know my streets, I know my sounds
    Y'all know my beats, how I get down
    I take my steps, and leaps and bounds
    Nigga it's - HIP HOP!

    [Verse 3 – Guttso]
    Guttso speeches; armed with cockney charm,
    A benevolent gentleman is more than a thug,
    Feeling the love when I’m up in the clubs,
    The hip-hop beats are my personal drug,
    Bitches...they like what’s in the whiskey jug,
    She gets frisky, digs dance, she’s a vigorous fuck,
    I beat kids who run their luck and their mouths,
    A white dropping fire-truck, what’s the yellin’ about?!
    I’m high and still laugh at you sorry-assed schmucks,
    Who say that ‘coz I’m not black I automatically suck,
    I’m dumbstruck by closed minded racist personas,
    The image they front drags hip-hop through the mud,
    I’ll never be threatened by you or your bloods,
    My nights on the mic are fully booked for months,
    It all grew from those heads that hid from the truth,
    They forgot rap ain’t restrictive now,
    It’s everythin’ in this room

    [Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"]
    HIP HOP! is everything around you
    [scratched] - "Come alive y'all"
    Back to the voice, of today
    [scratched] - "It's all in the game"
    What's realer than - HIP HOP!
    I know my streets, I know my sounds
    Y'all know my beats, how I get down
    I take my steps, and leaps and bounds
    Nigga it's - HIP HOP!​



    .:pain:. wins 8-0
    http://board.rapmusic.com/rapmusic-...pionship-c-mc-guttso-6-0-vs-2-pain-5-1-a.html
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