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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Championship
[time] => 2011-12-12 14:21:46
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[bodytext] => My mind is beginning to twine, I'm becoming insane. Its my time to shine, none of that plain old pain. Who the *** do you think you are?I’m here to win! Ill scar you, Ill do anything to win Even if it means to sin! Yeah winning isn’t everything but its the only thing. I do it all in the wrestling ring or with a baseball swing I’m rising should’t be a surprising This uprising is making my heart race faster and faster I look back and your farther and farther behind. Bring the challenge, nothing I can’t manage. Its a first quarter blow out, 2nd degree murder bail out. On the pitch I’m scoring goals, your all just lost souls. That chill just rolls up and down your spine. Making the Hail Mary catch, I’ll be the one receiving the shrine. I will not fall, I will stand tall, this is my championship belt. 3 Pointer broiler, I’m hot. Buzzer beater shot. Cannot isn’t in my vocabulary, but *** you, loser,whore can grow in my vocabulary. Enough isn’t enough, get rough hot stuff its getting tough. The ball you run with, I’ll strip you. Creating a turn over that will make them skip you. Block your shot, that will make you a dry rot. Slide tackle you, to make your bones crackle inside of you. Hit a grand slam that will make you want me like uncle sam. Your left speechless like an oral exam. Your mind is stuck like a traffic jam. Winning is the best feeling, like Weezy said “ No Ceilings” Kneeling we always have to thank God, sh*t I’ll even beat you in COD. Now I’ll leave with this nod your doing to my song. Your all watching a movie, I’m living it. You made me want to quit but these words I spit make me want to take a hit. So **** you *****. I’m going to hold strong. I’ll never be wrong, all day long titles will be won and my name will forever live on. As I die young, I’ll live a life long win, one that no won can ever begin. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 119 [topic] => 6 [informant] => argenismichael [notes] => Mod9 Bleep rest of words. Please bleep the whole word. Thanks 12/12/11 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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