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God Of War
01-24-2013, 02:53 PM
Your Topic: Sports, Topic-Based (Get as creative as possible with the topic, Dont diss your opponent)

Kyzer

I am Kyzer Sosa reporting for AOR Sports, reporting on
2005's biggest sports news headlines

T.O and McNabb beefing, Ricky Williams back, playing wit the Dolphins
Reggie Bush won the Heisman, even though Vince ran the the field like his office/
all time sack leader died from a heart attack, saw Vince Carter back
51 points in a game until Kobe Bryant showed his ass wit 62 off the bat/
didnt play the 3rd quarter, everybody still loving LeBron, the future of the game
Janet Jackson had a wardrobe malfunction, now everything on TV got two second delays/
Sheryl Swoopes admits she likes to get down wit chicks, Larry Brown got hired by the Knicks
Pat Riley came back to couching, replacing Stan Van Gundy stirring up a mix/
Teddy Bruschi returned to the Pats after suffering a stroke in the offseason
Mark McGwire, Palmeiro and other players got caught cheating/
Brett Farve ending one of the greatest career in football history
the 49ers were the best now they competing with the Saints for football misery/
Yankees flopped again and the White Sox finally won a title sweeping the Astros
even though they were led to victory by a bitter sounding asshole/
this is the headlines of 2005, we'll see you again in 2006
Kyzer Sosa signing off and a word from our sponsors after this/

vs.

Untouchable J

I run to win like mike vic, penetrate the D its hard to be quick/
oh im so sick, like a virus to the dick i am the lube that stays equip/
its a offense stand throwin for the touchdown, layin niggaz down, how the crush sound/
bodys to the ground my team wins, while i split the opposite team on my own/
its a forfeit lost in my dome, i got the pass im alone/
stone the team im throwin rocks, were hard to "catch" were chicken pocks/
catch-em alone like meetin popi at the docks, im "hard" to be, call me the jointed cock/
you are the Texan, likely to throw me out the season, you aint provin/
come on two and fourteen you loosin, braken tackels , im strap like shackle's/
i might as retire like brett farve, cause i go for distance so stay far/
ok bro, look out im throwing the bomb, its coming quick, so be calm/
call me the dawn of the team, cause the pass is a touchdown, i stay clean/
ok G here stay straight, as a gaurd like a hollow tip,it can be reach by far/
im High up in the history records like Reggie Bush call me the star/
i run past ya, its easily done not to hard/
coming heavy with yards, one hit to the chest leaves a scar/
hows that sound? a brutal tatic, feelin fantastic like the last play, jump for the Qb ok we won , its over like a "new orleans" play the games over and done/

Winner- Sosa