[Season One Champ] Week 7 - Week 8 .:Pain:. (1st Reign)

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  1. Tacky Jones

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    Week 7 vs MC Guttso

    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 - Jae Keeps]
    Jae Keeps, I'm nicer than what most are used to,
    Blew through the ranks, I'll chew through the game,
    I move smooth, I ain't soft, but I'm a cool dude,
    So you dudes are safe, if you knew the name,
    The best on is me, I've messed with the best,
    The rest rest on their knees, necks bob and weave,
    Next, heads fall and bleed,
    I rape and pillage, ya'll don't wanna beef,
    I flow dope, I know hoes call me weak,
    Then depict me in homo-erotic dreams,
    I keep it hip-hop, I ain't kneelin' for anyone,
    Don't test ya luck, I wield a machete tongue,
    I shred up the haters, fellas fake it when they hate it,
    I run the best tracks, celebratin' like a pagan,
    Yea, each verse a depiction of me,
    And that's why I'm hip-hop, while you're just wishin' to be.

    [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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  2. Tacky Jones

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    Week 8 vs L. Kross
    ^Lmao. That's got to be the best verse I've seen from you, and you drop it against me. *smh*. Good luck, but I think I'm the one that needs it, lol.




    I've traveled many roads; many paths have felt my feet,
    I've battled many foes, came back to tell my piece,
    Ain't a man that knows hell like me,
    I've died many times to escape the cell I weaved...

    ...Each circumstance was a strand in the quilt,
    The standards and wills were underhandedly built,
    Each would breed another fabric of life,
    Whether disastrous strife, or new paths to the light,
    Two bags and a pipe, the moon passes us by,
    Or I'm sittin' with my writtens, spittin' passin' the time,
    It was a silk and a wool kind of pattern of weave,
    Didn't matter to me, if it helped trap in the heat,
    But I became irritated from the latter of the two,
    Little rashes formed a wound, more scratchin' oughta do,
    As each comforter resembled less of its name,
    I fell to my knees, began to tremble with pain,
    Covered in my blankets, cold as pure steel,
    I began to search for that old secure feel,
    The life I had lived, and the strands of its mesh,
    Had hampered my breath like a cancerous chest,
    The strings of my quilt were woven with care,
    Produced of the moments I was openly scared,
    And nobody cared, I would sit with my pins,
    Weaving protection from the shit that I live,
    The life I lived made me wanna just hide,
    Pull the blanket over me until I lost it or died,
    But death made me put all caution aside,
    And pull blanket the down to see what I fought with my eyes,
    Past all the fabric and the woven strands,
    I saw life like a child who didn't know we're damned...

    ...I built a prison out of linens woven over my eyes,
    Thought confronting life was a hopeless design,
    But those quilts were the cocoon to the steps I rehearse,
    And continue in the cycle of death and rebirth...

    ...Just, to open my eyes, I had to die,
    My life, was a woven disguise, and now my eyes
    have sight, I'm hopeful of life,
    Cuz I died, now my soul is alive, now my soul alive...

    “Death is no more than passing from one room into another. But there's a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see.” - Helen Keller ​

    Kross wins 5-3
    http://board.rapmusic.com/rapmusic-...ampionship-c-pain-6-1-vs-2-l-kross-3-1-a.html
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