[ People Mentioned: Mysery ] 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 Stupid bitch, gettin' lapped all day.. Attempting to call me out on being gay? What's next, Mys? You gonna rock tha 'A' hat like Jae? Too? Shit, throw some Gucci's on, and talk about smokin' some Hay.. And you still won't be Jae..
Fake.. phony.. I see you ridin' that pony.. Put you on the map? You ain't on nobody's map. Flip-flap..
Your gums go.. I'ma peel ya' cap back, 'cause you'z a HOE.. What sucks more? You? Or your ryhmes? Let me tell you one more time..
YOU CAN'T BE JaeVeli.. I'ma tank! And you? I'ma murderrrrrrrrr.. I'm flattered.. You wanna be like me.. When I kick you in the tooth.. It's over. You're done. I won... You can call me the baddest one..
-JaeVeli tha TrapStar
[Scene opens inside the empty arena, as SIW crew members put the Monday Night Brawl stage together. The camera pans around, noticing a male figure, sitting up in the nose bleed section. The camera switches to that part of the arena, showing JaeVeli as the figure, he's kicked back in a random seat, with his SIW Heavyweight title over his left shoulder. He smirks, looking into the camera, before speaking..] JaeVeli: Here it is.. Another Monday Night Brawl, another main event.. For your SIW Champ. And another chump riding on my coat tail, to get a main event.. Mysery wants to question my gangsta status? Or if I'm black? Is he blind? Look at the color of my skin. It doesn't get any blacker. So, I can speak properly? And you question my status? I speak this way, so you can understand it. I'm a educated black man.. You question my 'blackness'? Something you know NOTHING about. And turn around and say something about me speaking in ebonics. Which is it, Mys? Make up your mind.. Do you wanna question my 'blackness', or talk about my ebonics? It's like night, and day. You can't go with both. One or the other.. You wanna try and diss me on my speaking ability. 'Cause you have none. You dyslextic retarded bastard.. Trying to question my gangsta style? Well, you're not the first. And you won't be the first to fall to it. You're just another pawn, running off at the mouth.. You do your homework? I'm surprised you can even read, Frank-N-Furter.. Let me do mine.. You've been in the SIW since 2004. Never! Never have you held this gold over my left shoulder. What's wrong with this picture? I came here, last summer. It's a been a whole year. And I've already surpassed anything you can imagine, in your what? 3 years? [He laughs out loud, tapping on the SIW Heavyweight gold..] JaeVeli: All hear, is jealousy and envy. Mys. Jealousy and envy. Rightfully so, huh? You want this strap? This gold? My gold? That's too bad. 'Cause if you think I'm gonna let that happen? You're in for a RUDE awakening.. You ain't on my level. You can't even hold my pocket. Much less contend with me, boy.. Calling me a sick fuck? Shouldn't I be calling you that? You're confused. You're a confused lil' boy. In need of a Reality Check. And don't worry. Ol' Jae's gonna help you out.. When he knocks you the fuck out.. You might want this title. But so does every other average fucking joe. Keep dreamin'. 'Cause you'll NEVER take this strap from me.. You're garbage.. Shit, your last promo? Was a damn near KNOCK-OFF of my promo. Nice try.. I owned you. And you had nothing. So you copy me? Pathetic.. Talking about my raps? What the fuck do you know about Rap? You're too busy suckin' dick. You can't even spell rap.. Much less, talk about it.. How did you say it? "before you go and tear up my rap, I told you I couldnt rap before." Is that it? Right after you said my raps are retarded? If they're so retarded? How can I rip up your stupid ass raps? You make no sense. One minute, you're here. The next minute, you're there.. You contradict yourself, constantly. And you think you can take me down? Keep dreamin' loser.. And yes, OBVIOUSLY, you are impersonating me. Don't deny it. Even the dumbest muthafucker can see it.. Stupid.. Begging me not to do another promo. You're the sad one. Crying like a bitch. 'Cause Jae worked yo ass.. Same goes for tonight. I'ma drop you, on your face.. You ain't shit, Mys. You're mad at me, 'cause I'm betta' than you. You've got two more years under your belt, than I do in the SIW, and I've done more. That's what's sad, boy.. I'd be mad too.. Your jealousy and envy will only make you fall that MUCH harder, too me.. Face it.. Stop lying to yourself.. You are NO match for me. And I am the Champ for a reason. I've been in the last 12 main events, for a REASON.. Nobody does it like me. But you sure did try, huh? Like I said earlier.. You aren't the first, and you WON'T be the last.. You're classic case of a hater.. You hate me, because I do it THAT MUCH better than you can dream of.. Boy.. You know it.. I know it.. I've beaten your whole fuckin' crew.. And now, I'm gonna beat you.. Before I spit in your face. Because that's what I think of you. You're a piece shit, talking about something you know NOTHING about. That being JaeVeli. You can ACT all you want. But you DON'T know shit about me.. Only what I sold you, and only what they told you.. And that's the bottom line.. Question my gangsta status.. Then ask me if I give a fuck? Coming from some look-a-like Frank-N-Furter.. You got NO cred. Anything you say? Means jack shit to me. And I will PIN YOU, 1, 2, 3, tonight. I'm to fast for you. To strong for you. To smart for you.. This is your Reality Check... And it has been served.. Dr. Frank-N-Furter.. Come catch this MURDER.. [Jae spits at the camera, as the scene fades black..]
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