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Roleplay Number:
48] [
2007 W/L/D Record:
23 - 5 - 0] [ People Used: The Cartel] [ People Mentioned: Matt Uzi, Glen Kirby, Bad NuTz, Carnage ]
"Great spirits have always encountered opposition from mediocre minds. The mediocre mind is incapable of understanding the man who refuses to bow blindly to conventional prejudices and chooses instead to express his opinions courageously and honestly."
-Albert Einstein
Ladies and Gentleman, you're now tuned into the TrapStar, JaeVeli, all in ya belly, Promo. That's right, oh no!
Oh no, there's no controlling me now.. I'm serving Flagrant Fouls.. Like Rasheed Wallace, stupid bitch, I'm tha tallest.. Step back, look at my call list..
It's my only wish, to rise.. Above these two-faced, coward, hatin', racist, muthafuckaz, I despise.. Yes, these ryhmes got some Tupac ties.. That's why my attitude is 'fuck it'.. And I bet, you know what's next. Yup.. suck it..
'Cause I see the jealousy in ya eye.. Two words for ya.. Colombian necktie.. This is it, this is why.. So fuckin' high.. Lettin' words fly..
With my nursery ryhmes..
I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.. Ya never know, this could be your last breath.. This is me, everyday, like it's my last.. Listen carefully, this is my past..
From the ghetto, from the gutta, born and raised.. Feeling far from praised.. And you think I can be phased?! I just WANTED to spend the rest of my life.. With her.. Husband and Wife..
Be my Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde.. And watch these cowards run and hide.. Com' on, lil' mami.. Let's ride.. No more.. You cut me down to size.. Pulled the wool over my eyez..
Left me behind, but I'll be fine.. So sincere, when I leave here.. I won't care, so don't shed a tear.. I felt that without you, there's no me.. But I gotta stay strong, be a 'G'..
Thug Life.. Fuck a wife.. That's me..
It's okay to have a weakness, but seek this, it's not okay, to let 'em show.. Gimme the mic, let me fuckin' flow.. I'm the realest you'll ever see.. Tic-Tac-Toe.. Catch a racist fuck by his toe..
Pound of PurPle KusH, I'ma blow.. After the show.. They told me, I wouldn't amount to nothin'.. They doubted me.. I had to show 'em somethin'..
Bad NuTz? ..You some Had SluTz.. Stick 'em up, Bad NuTz.. This is a robbery, a beatdown.. Get out ya seat now..
Mau Bad and Ryan Brown..
I'ma DopeBoii, you's a fuckboii.. How many times do we gotta play you girlz, like a toy? Stop actin' coy.. We knockin' heads off, boy.. Ya soft like Glenn Kirby.. Swingin' bats, like it's a homerun derby.. Smashing grandslams, surpassing this so-called 'living legend' Kirby..
Whip my dick out, piss on another legacy.. Goddamn, I bet, you wanna get the BEST of me.. But I just can't stop.. Look at me, on top..
You don't like what I say? Do somethin', other than wrap your lips around my cock..
Flip-flop bitch.. 'Cause this nigga just doesn't care.. If ya feel me, throw your middle finger in the air.. Show these muthafuckers how much you care..
Fuck.. Show me anybody better than me, on this mic.. Huh? Yo shit's aight, but my shit's TIGHT.. Like M.I.M.S., my shit's gon' sell, yo shit's gon' flop.. And this is why I'm on top.. With a female on my cock..
Now lean wit' it..
As I stay clean wit' it..
The only time, I'm truely happy, is when I'm dropping these flows.. From my heart, so REAL.. Kill myself, before I become like them average joe's.. I roll my eyes, as to say fuck all ya'll.. Til' the muthafuckin' end, I'ma ball.. Run through all ya'll..
Listen to the shit, they talked about me.. And they doubted me..
Fuck you, even thugs cry.. Sweep me under the rug, why? All you did was PISS Jae off.. These drugs, I can't stay off..
Still lookin' for the big payoff..
This point in my life.. Over and over, back-stabbed with a knife.. But when the smoke clears.. I'll be standing right here..
Stronger than ever, with a tear rollin' down my cheek.. Does this make me weak? Guess I had a troublesome past.. Lookin' at my family through a glass..
All I ever had, was myself, watching my own ass..
And I'm not STOPPIN'.. Goddamnit, it's not an OPTION! You wish death on me.. But I wish you the best, that's real G.. I pray for everyone, even the Greatest One.. So fuckin' stressed out, depressed with a gun..
I just want some serenity..
Dear God, I pray for my enemy..
-JaeVeli
|| July 16th, 2007, 112:38am. Fresno, California. ||
[Scene fades inside a five-star hotel room, where no one is seen, only your typical hotel room. The camera pans through the hotel, to the balcony, where JaeVeli is seen standing there, talking to Alizé, whom also is standing, a few feet away from Jae. The camera switches outside, on the balcony..]
Alizé: Why are you being like this?
JaeVeli: Fuck you.. Don't try me..
[From that comment, Alizé is becoming irritated, as he stands there with his arms crossed..]
Alizé: I can't believe you, sometimes..
JaeVeli: Me!? Pssh.. You just better get the fuck away from me, right now..
Alizé: Don't threaten me!
[She shoves Jae, but he barely moves..]
JaeVeli: I'm tellin' ya.. Get the fuck away from me, Ali..
Alizé: My pleasure..
[She begins to walk away, but Jae grabs her by the arm, firmly, and pulls her back..]
Alizé: Let go of me, you're hurting my arm!
[Jae let's her go, with a slight shove..]
Alizé: You're a fuckin' asshole, Jae..
JaeVeli: Yeah? Well, fuck you, bitch..
[Alizé without any hesitation slaps Jae across the face, making a loud clap. She knocked the shit out of him, but it didn't phase him, he seem to enjoyed it, as he slightly smirks at her. She motions her head 'no'..]
JaeVeli: That's all you got?! Come on, baby..
[He gets in her face, towering over her..]
JaeVeli: Try again..
Alizé: You got issues.. I'm leaving..
[Before she leaves, Jae flips over the balcony table..]
JaeVeli: Peace the fuck out.. BYE!
[Ali doesn't say anything, she just motions her head 'no' again, and walks away. Jae turns around and grips the flat balcony rail, trying to calm himself down..]
JaeVeli: FUCK!
[Jae pulls out a cigarette, and lights it up. As he climbs up on the balcony rail, he stands on it, on the edge, three stories up. He doesn't seem phased, as he takes a drag from his cigarette, looking down, at the ground..]
JaeVeli: Symbolic.. My life on the edge.. And I don't care.. I wonder, where I would be in life, if I would have JUST said no..
[He takes a drag from his cigarette, looking over downtown Fresno, California, still standing on the balcony rail, like an idiot, he exhales slowly..]
JaeVeli: All I ever heard was.. useless, worthless, piece of shit, good for nothin'.. You haven't took your OWN life, yet? Do the world a favor.. And you wonder why, I roll my eyes, and say fuck all ya'll?
Look at me, now..
On top of the game, Mr. Big Dawg.. Mr. Heavyweight Champion, Mr. Triple Crown.. What!?
But hey, that doesn't mean I'm still not a good for nothin', piece of shit, huh? ..Just a lil' lucky? Right timing? Right people? Call it, what you want.. Label it, what you like.. Bottom line?
I sold my soul to the Devil.. Years ago.. Pick your poison.. Then live and die..
[Jae jumps down, back onto the balcony, he leans on the railing, as he takes another drag from his cigarette, exhaling through his nose..]
JaeVeli: What makes me, who I am? ..Honestly, I'm ready to die. My well-being? I don't concern with.. Look at me.. What good do I possibly do, for a better world? If you're not the solution, then you're the pollution, right?
If I die, life goes on.. I'm just another statistic.. A fuckin' nobody.. That's me! So, like I said.. I'm ready to die, right here, right now.. My attitude is fuck it..
Everyone needs someone.. And when you find that someone, you know it, and that is your whole life, in a fuckin' nutshell..
May you be a hypocrite, liar, gangsta, wanksta, white person, black person, brown person, female, male, murderer, heterosexual, homosexual, loser, winner, doesn't matter.. It's the foundation of yourself.. It's life, it's humanity..
One must have, what one needs..
But what do I know? I'm just drunk, and spilling my guts..
[Jae takes a deep breath, as he ashes his cigarette..]
JaeVeli: My only request, in life is to let these words be carved into my tombstone..
"PS. You fake muthafuckaz, were DEAD wrong.."
I'm alot of horrible things.. But I'll always be REAL.. Til' tha end..
And until the end of my time, my million dollar question will always be..
Where would I be in life, if I just said no?
Shit, I'm probably just talkin' to myself.. As you judge this book by it's cover.. So I can pretty much say what the fuck I want.. I'm only talkin' to myself, right? So let spill my guts, to myself.. At times, so insecure.. Like I should just jump off this balcony, and smash on the concrete.. End it all.. End me.. I won't be missed. I push away anyone who could possibly love me, and greet the devil with open arms.. I'm set on self-destruction.. And this shit is the realest, I ever spoke.. You WON'T take me down. Nobody can! I'm Mr. Big Fuckin' Bad Azz Nigga.. And the wicked shall fall to their OWN wickedness..
So, fuck you.. You'll never get the best of me.. I'm too headstrong.. When I prove you bitches, dead wrong..
[He takes a drag from his cigarette, as he collects his thoughts. He exhales slowly, as he proceeds..]
JaeVeli: Bad NuTz.. I told ya'll, you was just keeping the Cartel's tag straps warm, last week. And that we would sweep in, take what's ours, and strut away.. I don't lie.. And we did just that..
C-Mac and JaeVeli, the SiW World Tag Team Champions..
You've never beat us. C-Mac and Jae, that is.. You think you can do it now? ..I know you don't. 'Cause you can't. And you know what I'm saying is REAL.. But don't get it twisted.. Cartel knows what the two of you are capable of.. And you had your time, as C-Mac sat inside a cell, being HELD back.. But look who's back? ..Look who's Tag Team Champs? Again?
You can't hold talent down.. It WILL shine, no matter what..
Face the truth.. Some of these young, new cats in SiW, are watching the Cartel, watching me.. I can feel it.. And soon enough, they'll be copying us, copying me.. Monkey see, monkey do..
And I have no problem setting the bar.. Now, show me what you got..
Ya see these Carnage stables popping up over there, don't you? They just wanna taste what the Cartel taste.. Ride in the lime-light, like we do.. But can any of them say, they have two WORLD Champions? Huh? World Tag Team Champs? No? Or even Women's Champ? ..I bet not!
You can mock, bitches, but you'll never be as high, as us..
The Cartel..
The team Bad NuTz, they know what's up. And they're a couple of vets.. So that's credibility, off rip.. We own this shit..
Mau Bad.. My nigga.. with aggression.. You can be a beast, son. Just dangerous.. But YOUR heart isn't always there. We both know it.. You can't help, but show it.. Same goes for your partner, NuTzo.. At times, strong.. Other times, no heart at all..
Look at me.. I always bring everything I got.. Or I don't bring nothing at all.. It's nothing, or everything.. I choose.. EVERYTHING..
Bottom line, ladies.. These gold straps belong to the Cartel, for now.. So deal with it, live with it..
And better believe, we have something up our sleeve.. for Monday Night Brawl. It will be a dawn of something GREAT..
Best believe.. I wouldn't lie to you..
Prepare yourself.. And stay tuned.. Shit's about to hit the fan..
[Jae takes a drag from his cigarette, as the scene fades black..]
