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Had a dream I was supposed to battle in front of THE TEACHER KRS!!

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TraceOneInfinite:
So I was at some event, it looked kind of like Scribble Jam.  It was like a concert, and it sort of came up that I was supposed to battle this one dude.  I was a little surprised and honored at the same time that I would get to battle in front of a big crowd at an event like that... and what's more? KRS 1 WAS THERE!!

So.. anyway, the dude I'm battlin got to go first, and he's really goin in on me, like roastin me... but nothing that you wouldn't expect at a big event, just the usual rap battle dissin' type stuff.  So I was way ready.  I was gonna use all my rhymes from previous battles because they were still fresh in my head and it was a totally new crowd that wouldn't recognize anything, plus I was desperate, KRS was there and it was a big event and I had no time to prepare, so I had to bring my best of my past present and future, wanted to spit some ish that would impress KRS...

So this cat goes first and he finishes his side of the first round against me.  Then it was my turn and there is some distraction somewhere... the host who was kind of backstage and not really paying attention to the fact that we had started a battle kind of grabs the mic... and things are kind of diverted and they are like "Yo, we are going to the next performance..."

I'm like "What the fuck?"  I start getting at the host and some of the people on stage and I'm like, "No fuck that, this dude got to get up here and roast me and you all aren't even gonna give me a chance to respond?"  I was fucking heated.  

Meanwhile KRS is kind of to the back of the stage chilling with his homies.  I move out back to the outskirts of the stage and I'm fuccing pissed, like steam coming out of my ears.

...So I go to this concession stand that looks like a concession spot in Africa.  I know I'm not in Africa I'm in America, but the spot is ran and owned by some West Africans.  I'm complaining to some dudes from the concert like, "What the fuck man, they let this dude roast me and stop before I even have a chance to respond, and it would of been an honor to perform in front of KRS".  

I speak some Wolof to the guys working the concessions and they go to get me some water or juice kind of like, "who is this guy?".  Smoothly the scene sort of shifts to a back alley of a suburb out here in my city.  And it's official that my opportunity to battle in front of the teacher was stolen from me.  So I go back to thinking about work and regular stuff I have to do in the coming days.  THE END.

MUHFUKKA:
did he let you call him a nigger?

Its Tyme For Blunts:
who the fuck dreams of other men? lmao guaranteed this wigger woke up and realized it was a wet dream

TraceOneInfinite:

--- Quote from: MUHFUKKA on May 27, 2014, 03:11:53 PM ---did he let you call him a nigger?

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No I didn't get to meet him he was just chatting it up with some of his homies backstage

TraceOneInfinite:

--- Quote from: Blunt Tyme Iz High on May 27, 2014, 05:50:04 PM ---who the fuck dreams of other men? lmao guaranteed this wigger woke up and realized it was a wet dream

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So if u have a dream of hitting a homerun in the worldseries does that make you gay because there were men inb the dream??

Damn your mind is in the fuccin gutter... I suggest converting to Islam to clean up your inner and outer

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