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Thanks for reviewing and voting. So as promised I shall now continue the story while I listen to 'Bonita Applebum' by A Tribe Called Quest on repeat. This will be another short chapter and then you'll get another chance to vote. Well let's continue the SHOOOOOOW.

Disclaimer: …why me? THE BOONDOCKS AREN'T MINE!

Chapter 14: The Fantabulous Rap Extravaganza Part II

The crowd silently awaited for beautiful dark-skinned prep to give her choice. The crowd grew restless as it seemed that Jesus would make it before she gave her answer.

"Well I'll be damned." Latrelle ran her hand through her micro-braids. "I should keep information to myself more often. To keep ya'll quiet like this."

"Oh shut up and tell us who you'll liked the best!" Cindy yelled from the outskirts of the circle.

"Was that you, McPhearson?" Miranda squinted her eyes to see through the crowd. "Say it to my face!"

"Uh…girls this is about judging some emcees." Huey spoke in a irritated voice.

"Oh right, I'll deal with Cynthia over there later…"

Caesar was fiddling with her fingers hoping the stunning prep would choose him. Meanwhile Chad was sending funny gestures towards his fellow comrade. Last but not least, Joey was licking his lips, like LL Cool J...turning Latrelle into Silly Putty.

Miranda then clapped her hands together. "My votes goes for Joey!"

"Yea that's what I'm talkin about babes!" Joey winked at her.

"Latrelle!" Chad grabbed Latrelle by the wrists. "How could you betray your fellow prep?"

"Um…I dunno." Latrelle pushed him off. "Just chill…he was a little better than you."

"Moving along." Huey interrupted and snatched the microphone away. "So far we have one vote for Joey. Let's see who our next judge thinks was victorious."

"Caesar all the way. He kept it clean even though he didn't use any direct insults yet." Hiro explained. "Once he becomes direct, he shall be unstoppable."

"Interesting. So that's one for Joey and one for Caesar. Next judge please…" Huey then handed the mic to the short dark-skinned boy with a black skullie, black trench coat, black Southpole jeans and black Jordans.

"Caesar and Chad were alright, but Joey was real!" Gonzo grinned. "He was ruthless and must have studied his facts despite being the new kid on campus, ya know?"

"Uh-oh…looks like Joey has taken the lead! Now it's time to here from our fourth-" Huey was interrupted by the snatching of his microphone.

"Nigga allow me to introduce MYSELF. This is ya boy Young Reezy aka Escobar aka Ya Mom's Love Interest aka ya girlfriend's other boyfriend aka-"

"Boy if you don't hush…" Carmela warned while shaking her fist.

"My bad, baby." Riley apologized. "Any ways no matter how much I hate Chad. I gotsa admit his verse caught me totally off guard so yeah…however I still have to go with my nigga Caesar."

"Looks like we're knotted up at two votes a piece for Joey and Caesar." Huey then gave the microphone to Latanya.

"Even though Joey is my man and all…I just wasn't feelin him like Caesar. My votes goes for him."

"You bitch!" Joey threw his hat down in anger.

"Huh? You talkin' to me or your mom? She must be around here somewhere…" Latanya rolled her eyes.

"Uh…right so due to popular demand, Caesar has won the first round. Now it's time for Round 2 the rules are the same. This time around though only two will advance to the third and final round and with this next round each rapper will be graded on a scale of one to ten. Let's start it off with last round's victor."

"Okay let's do this!" Caesar started to nod to the beat.

"I'm like the ARMY, gonna be all I can be,
About to blow yall up like we do overseas,"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"Yep takin their pride, like we takin that oil,
By the way tell Tanya she needs to hide that boil"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"Yea the one that's on her left butt cheek,
That shit better learn how to play hide and go seek,"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"This Brooklyn EMCEE, loves to wreak havoc,
Joey's flow is backed up, like traffic!"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"Haha, I'm slicin' ya pride up like a machete,
Shred your hopes of winnin and throw em up like confetti"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"You need to go to the gym, cuz you kinda little
Chad's bigger than you and he's a Skittle"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"Over there lookin' like Toucan Sam
Your fruity-tooty-goony-loony like Killa Cam!"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"You're lookin' at Woodcrest's freestyle champ,
Two thumbs up, seal of approval, here's my stamp…"

The Brooklyn emcee then grinned and held his hands up triumphantly as the crowd chanted his name.

"CAESAR! CAESAR! CAESAR!" the crowd screamed.

Caesar then tossed the mic to Chad. The prep caught it and found himself back on the final stage.

"So if I'm a skittle, you must be a sweettart,
Claim you're from BK, but you're just a sweetheart,
Always holdin' hands with your BITCH,
Look at my wads you'll never be RICH,
Your whole life consumes of the hustle,
But yet you continue to get your ass kicked by Russel"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"Then you got this buster over here,
That claims he's buckin' like a deer,
But I think it's more like him takin it like…

QUEEEEEEEER!

"Yep that definitely couldn't be anymore clear,
I come harder than porn star,
Let's see you flash the keys to ya sports car…"

Chad then flashed the keys to his 2008 Mercedes-Benz SLK 500.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"All ya'll niggas drive is a damn hoopty,
The engine farts and sounds like a whoopee,
Your girls claim they love you, well that's they all say,
Too bad they weren't sorry when they sucked me off in a alleyway"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"Alright alright, let's move on to Joey." Huey handed the mic off to the Westside represented. He grinned and pulled his hat brim down again.

"Yo…let's do this ACAPELLA!"

The beat suddenly turned off and now the air was filled with dead silent as the crowd anxiously waited to hear his retaliation verse.

"I almost won round one, now I'm gonna win round two,
I'm about to physically and mentally dismantle you,
You two chumps like to knick-knack patty wack give a dog a bone,
If I need a quick sucky, I go to Cindy or Danielle (Chad's girl) to get blown"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"I got many weapons in every color, shape and design,
With enough hot brass to blow ya mind!
Joey is the champ, it's plain and simple,
I'm gonna be a legend just like that Hidden Temple"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"Caesar's mom, that hoe is alright…
Let me stab it wit no rubber, couldn't be too bright"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"However she did gimme that good ol' mouth,
She then split her legs open and told me to go south,
Instantly a blast of fish hit my face
After that day, she made me wanna become a pastor like Ma$e…"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

"FLAWLESS VICTORY!" Latanya cheered for her man.

"JOEY JOEY JOEY JOEY!" the crowd cheered even louder than they did for Caesar.

The dreadhead stood his grounds with a scowl painted on his face. His knuckles chenched tight, he looked at Joey do the 'C-Walk' and receive all the spotlight.

"Okay folks, that's Round 2. This is an elimation round. Whichever emcee gets the LOWEST score will be eliminated. The remaining two will then advance to the final round where the rules are total different." Huey adjusted his scarf as a huge gust of wind covered the parking lot. "Alright we'll now ask our judges for their thoughts and scores for each rapper. Now remember each judge will rate on a one to ten scale, which means an emcee can receive up to fifty total points."

"Aye shut up and let's hear the judges!" someone yelled from the crowd.

"Niggas." Huey muttered into the mic before he passed it off to Latrelle.

Who will advance to Round 3 of The Fantabulous Rap Extravaganza? Find out in Chapter 15: The Grand Finale/Time To Take Flight

A/N: This time I'll make it first to 5 votes so...GO GO GO! So please review as well...I think I did a little better with the verses this time hopefully. HOLLA BOONDOCKS FANFICTION UP!

T. MIKE