Swish will start, King Shake you will respond. You guys have from 10/13/2008 til 10/20/2008 to get in all three verses EACH.
#1 War Poet ForLife gets my vote. His verse was a little lacking in content, only one line. But it is more than I can say for the other two.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. I was starting my verse right now. I was waiting for the Rays game to end. I assumed we had until tomorrow at midnight...
Let me post my verse within the hour and then Shake can post a verse. It won't take long and will be a lot better for the tourney. If you guys want to just move on, I understand too.
I PMed him. I'll just post a verse now so that if does want in, I'll be done and we can move on faster: I procrastinate and I'm ready for the hate but I expect this tourney to stop for the heavyweight Don't let Shake skate, give me a fair chance and watch his confidence deflate Prayed to God I wouldn't show up, started making plans for round two Posting things like "He won't show up" and "I don't think he'll come through." Plans flew out the window, "Oh no, now what do I do?" Could it be anymore obvious that I have King Shaking in his boots? This dude is an amateur, I would have advanced with ease I'm a breath of fresh air in this tourney, just call me Febreze And why does this chump call himself the King? Just because you put it in your avy doesn't mean a damn thing I'm the new royalty, sitting on a throne above all Umair is my jester while Legacy answers to my every call Get me my crown, go make me some food I'll quickly down this Shake and then move on to something that's actually good
I don't have a lot of time, so here is a little something. Not much, Swish will win this, he's better than me, but here goes. I used to fuck with chemistry on the street Than I switched it, now it's chemistry on the beat. I'm on a mission. Anything I see I defeat. n my position, ain't nobody leanin' like me. Cause I come through strapped up, flyer than a AC truck Dutty wanna act up, hit him like a Mack truck. Been through mad stuff Childhood was mad ruff Always gettin' smacked up Til I got my scrap up. Passed the high school shit, got my straps up. Gotta a little gassed up Than I got slashed up. Now, I'm more like a virus, you're more like a sneeze Cancerous lyrics bringin' beasts to their knees I'm just a little boat, music is my sea On the fantastic voyage just tryin' to find the key. College drop out with an ice cold flow. Gotta hustle hard all the real playas know. If you need a hit just come see me, Got beats by the pound, even by the OZ. If this was a ball game I'd throw a no-hitter You the dead body I'll be your undertaker All my hits turn to bread so just call me the baker.
