[ People Mentioned: Forbidden Xtreme ] 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 You let me anticipate.. I can feel it. This is my fate..
I can't choose what I feel inside.. Grand Illusionz from hitz through tha bong.. I might be wrong. But, GODDAMNIT, you ain't right.. I'll tell ya, it's too late to apologize.. Tha Grip has tightened, no bother in fightin'.. When you bitches want SOMETHING? You kiss it up.. Two-face, hypocrites. Doing back flips.. Something is missing. Outside of the SIW ring, I'm lost.. But, I think. No, I know, I paid the cost.. Say no to those, quick to smile.. And embrace those quick to stand by you, for miles.. -JaeVeli
Darren: What's up, guys..? Is JaeVeli here? [The group looks at Darren in confusion, as one big black burly dude, speaks up with a deep voice..] Burly Man: Who.. tha fuck.. are you? Darren: Darren Knight. Who.. are you, mate? [The group of guys laugh out loud, sarcastically. As a skinnier guy speaks up, to the rest of the group..] Skinny Man: Mate? ..I guess this cat, doesn't know where he's at.. Darren: *Sarcastically mumbles* Pssh. I guess not. Burly Man: What?! Darren: I guess not! Skinner Man: Oh, he's got jokes, Slim.. He's got jokes! [The skinny guy said to the burly man, nicknamed 'Slim'.] Skinner Man: Stomp his ass out! Dawg. Fuck this whiteboy. Darren: Let's go.. [Darren gets in a fighting position, as JaeVeli comes walking out the front door of the building..] JaeVeli: Woah, woah.. Put your dicks back in your pants, ladies. Nobody's fighting. Especially on my property. Unless I swing first.. Darren: Ha.. Sup' Jae? JaeVeli: What it do, Darren? [Jae gives Darren 'daps', a friendly gesture..] Slim: You know this whiteboy, Jae? JaeVeli: Yeah, he's cool, bruh. Got eat a dounut.. [Darrren slightly chuckles at Jae's comment. As Slim grows angry..] Slim: Yeah? I might. First, you betta' get this whiteboy away from me. Before I stomp his ass out. [Jae responds sarcastically..] JaeVeli: Okay. Calm down, killah..
[Scene fades back inside Sik-Wit-It Studios, inside the recording room. Where Trey is seen sitting on a black leather couch, rolling a blunt. As Jae and Darren stand on opposite sides of the microphone, in the center of the room, in front of the couch, where Trey is currently sitting. Jae throws his pack of cigarettes on the small table under the microphone, then looks up at Darren..] JaeVeli: You ready? Darren: Born ready. JaeVeli: Born ready? Darren: Yeah, mate! Born ready.. JaeVeli: Mate? Ha.. That's why them big ass brothaz outside, gave you a hard time. Mate! Darren: Haha.. Whatever, mate! Trey: I hear one of you say 'mate' again, I'm gonna puke.. [Jae shrugs off what Trey said..] JaeVeli: Don't mind him, DK. He's grumpy. He hasn't sparked that blunt yet.. ..Have you!? Trey.. Trey: Workin' on it.. Damn, nigga. I'm only one man.. JaeVeli: Any fuckin' way.. Darren, let's do this. Ya' ready? Darren: Let's do it.. [Jae looks to his right, at a huge glass window, showing the control room. Where a young white male sits in front of the audio control panel.] JaeVeli: Dillinja.. drop one of them new beats, somethin' hot.. [Dillinja responds over a speaker system..] Dillinja: Chyea.. [Seconds pass, as the beat comes full circle..] JaeVeli: Yeah, I like that, Dill. Good choice.. [Jae said, as Trey in the background, sparks up the blunt he was rolling, earlier.] JaeVeli: Okay. Okay. Darren, I got hospitality. You can bring it first.. Darren: No prob.. [Jae interupts Darren..] JaeVeli: Not. Fuck hospitality. I'm about to burst.. [Darren smirks, as Jae continues..] JaeVeli: Here I go, wit' my flows, show you my killah thirst.. Carnage is simply put - Secondary.. Sike! I'm big, black.. and I back it up.. Darren: Sarcastic applause for the big mouth Jae.
Yo! Are my ears hearing me right?
When I watch MNB there’s only one thing I see. JaeVeli: Okay.. You and Kirby? Don't be mad, be glad. That I'm being real.. I'ma hustla, I'ma thug, I'ma G.. Darren: Now I haven’t come over here to be silly. JaeVeli: I know, I didn't hear you speak about my girl?
Darren: Yeah? But it’s time to step up with the grade A show.
Rasha kadd, O how fucking sad!
JaeVeli: Maurice Bad? Chyea. That's all Mecca.. Whatcha' gon' do? 'Cuz when you're workin'? I'm gettin' mad pussy, on Friday night..
Darren: Haha.. I’ll love ya’ll all the same and from your boy DK. Trey: I think both of you, shouldn't quit your day job.. Ya'll can't spit like me.. JaeVeli: Nigga, please. You betta' pass that 'L', before you DON'T have a day job.. [Jae snatches the blunt from Trey and gives Darren daps..] JaeVeli: Tight work, playa. But you gotta work on that c-walk.. [Jae and Darren laugh together, as the scene fades black.]
[Scene fades inside the control room, empty, for the exception of JaeVeli, sitting back in a computer chair. Briefly, he laughs out loud, to himself. Then speaks..] JaeVeli: Forbidden Xtreme? ..Hmmm. Sounds like animal porn, to me. Terror Soule and J.D. Xtreme. The Donkey, and the little boy. Yeah, that's forbidden, alright.. Couple of girls cutting promos left and right. Talking about being the new tag team champs.. Fantasy World.. The match hasn't even came close to begin, and they think they're walking out winners? Yeah, fuckin' right.. You bitches need to sit back, and listen to your Role-Model.. Get it? You muthafuckaz ain't ready. Ain't ready to take me down. Ain't ready to take Mecca down.. Eh-uh.. Get it right. You're looking at the biggest, baddest Brawl can possibly offer. And that's your attitude? You already won? I don't think so. Over my dead body.. J.D. making talk shows, and runnin' his mouth about shit he doesn't know, as usual. And Terror Soule over in Dream World. Having nightmares? Facing Mecca? I would to! One on One with the Xtreme One? Is that a joke? Or are you just ripping off Matt Uzi? ..Exactly. Weak. Although you can make a couple jokes in your 'new show'. That doesn't mean you can get through Mecca.. You boys are looking past Mecca. The best tag team in this tourny. The most PROVEN, in this tourny. How smart is that? All the jokes in the world? Won't get you the win. You still gotta go out and pin somebody. Beat somebody down. And you know JaeVeli, by now. That's ALL he's about. I don't have to prove it. My record speaks for itself. Got it? Myself and Bad got our feet wet last week, as partners. Now, it's time to dominate. Something I've done, in anything I care about. When I put my heart in it, I dominate. That simple.. Terror Soule? You think you can see me. Even beat me!? But you've been in the SIW longer than me, and I've got more accomplishments, than you. In less than a year! And it eats you up inside, I know.. Get over it.. I'm bigger, I'm faster, I'm stronger, I'm smarter. I got the STRENGTH to take the ball and RUN with it. And no, I won't drop it. I don't fumble. Perhaps stumble, but I NEVER FUMBLE.. Simply put - This is Mecca's tourny. 'Cause like Mau B. said, nobody can do it betta.. And don't get me wrong. Mecca isn't look past you two, like you two are doing us. We're right here. In your face.. Whatcha' gon' do? When Mecca runs through you? Cry? Bitch? Moan? Ha.. How about quit? Don't do that. I won't have anyone to make fun of. Except Darksyde. And that just gets boring. Real quick.. You should know.. Brawl belongs to me. The SIW Tag Team gold belongs to Mecca. Deal with it. Or don't. I could give a fuck.. Forbidden Xtreme.. Welcome to Reality Check 101.. Class has begun. And it has been served.. I watched your last promo. You fucks barely mentioned the team that's gonna make a mockery of you. Hiding are we? I would to, if it was me, I was facing. I'ma lean, mean, Gangsta machine.. And Maurice defines intensity.. JaeVeli plus Maurice Bad? Equals.. Greatness, dominance, the team that takes you down.. MECCAAAAAA.. All day. Everyday. What? Yeah, I said it. And I meant it. Prepare for your much deserved Reality Check.. It awaits you, with open arms. Whatcha' gon' do about it? [Jae smirks as the scene fades black..]
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