Post by Shane Powers on Feb 17, 2005 15:42:29 GMT
Maria Shultz: The following contest scheduled for one fall and it's the 'Rap off', making his way to the ring weighing in at 280 lbs. making his debut to ExWA, "The National Icon" TONY LEE!!!
"Real American" by Rick Derringer hits the PA as blue pyros go off near the ramp. After a few minutes Tony Lee steps out from behind the curtains and walks slowly down the ramp with his chin high he stops a few times to greet a few fans. He walks to the ring and slides in jumping around a bit before he climbs the ropes and lifts up his arms in tha air and then he jumps down and waits for his opponent.
Maria Shultz: His opponent weighing in at 215 lbs. making his debut to ExWA, SHADY!!!
Peace Out, A-Town’<br>
As those words were heard, the lights started pulsating, switching from regular white lights to dark red, then to sky blue, then back to white. A figure ran backwards out of the entrance, doing a spin once before stopping and dropping to his knees on one side of the stage, his arms thrown out above his head. The pyros on that side of the stage exploded in a combo of sky blue and white colors, the pulsating stopping and going back to regular lights, the pyros calming back down to show Shady there, having popped back up to his feet. The cruiserweight danced his way back over to the ramp, all his motions seeming to match the beat of the song.At the ramp he paused, looking out to the crowd with his arms thrown above him, the crowd giving a mixed reaction. He shrugged then jumped, his heels landing on the ramp, and then he appeared to float down the ramp, his feet tilted back so that his heels were on the ramp.
At the bottom of the ramp he did a spin and leaned his feet forward again, his feet positioned so that he was on the balls of his feet instead of his heels, his head tilted forward so that his hair was hiding his face. As Ludacris was heard rapping, Shady brought his head up again and spun around, hopping up onto the apron and running along it, leaping up over the top rope as he got close to one of the corners. The cruiserweight tapped each of his heels twice against the ground then sprinted across the ring, jumping onto the second turnbuckle of the north western corner, throwing his arms out beside him as he looked out at the crowd. Shady nodded as he heard their mixed reactions then stepped onto the top turnbuckle, moonsaulting backwards to land on his feet in the ring and spun around, swinging his arms around him and taunting the crowd.
Maria Shultz: And finally weighing in at 275 lbs., ABYSS!!! The referee will be Sam Poutine.
Man on the edge plays fireworks explode on the rampway. The crowd give a standing ovation as Abyss walks onto the stage,in a leather great coat, flexing his arms. He points to one side of the crowd getting huge cheers then the other side . He walks down the ramp and the ramp lights up with a fire trail that follows where he walks. He walks up the steps and stops in front of the turnbuckle and removes his coat. He drops it by the steps on the floor then climbs up the turnbuckle form the outside, and raises his arm to the crowds delight. He lowers it then hops over the turnbuckle then spins around with arms outstretched slowly. He lowers his arms and waits for his opponent.
Maria Shultz: Before we begin this match, how it works is the rapping begins. Tony Lee, you're 1st.
TL: Yo, I didn't come out here to do some little rap off.... I came to this federation to wrestle not to act like Snoop Dogg of Puffy or some other rapper..... Look I am the National icon and I am here to kick some ass!!!!
Crowd: Blech.
Maria Shultz: Ok, now your turn Shady.
Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Cookin raw with the Shady boy
So for one last time I need y'all to ROAR!
Now what the hell are you waitin for
After me, there shall be no more
So for one last time, raza make some noise
Who you know fresher than this? Riddle me that
The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at
Can't none of y'all mirror me back
Yeah hearin me rap is like hearin Eminem in his prime
I'm, young RKO., wrestlin’s grateful warrior
Back to take over the globe, now break bread
I'm in, H2s, Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you Abyss, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep
Grand openin, grand closin
God your man , Shady, cracked the can open again
Who you gon' find doper than him with no pen
just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon' see you can't replace him
with cheap imitations for DESE FEDERATIONS!
Chants of ‘ExWA’ and ‘BTWF’.
[Chorus - 1/2]
{What the hell are you waiting forrrr?}
[Verse Two]
*sigh* Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues, how well they’d pay you
When you first come in the game, they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you
From BTWF to ExWA
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)
As fate would have it, my status appears
to be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan, wearin the 4-5
It ain't to play games witchu
It's to aim at you, probably maim you
If I owe you I'm strikin’ you to smithereeens
Sucker, take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came, I saw, I conquered
From record stables, to sold out PPVs
So muh'fucker if you want this encore
I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore
[Interlude]
OWWWW! It's Shady time
This man is MADE! He's KILLIN all y'all jive turkeys
Do y'all want more of the Shady man?
Well if y'all want more of the Shady man
Then I need y'all to help me, bring him back to stage
Say Raza, c'mon say it!
SHA-DY! Are y'all out there? crowd chants "SHA-DY! SHA-DY!"
Are y'all out there? C'mon, louder!
Yeah, now see that's what I'm talkin bout
They love ME - they love ME!
[Jay-Z]
I like the way this one feels
It's so muh'fuckin soulful man!
(Whoaaaaaahhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh)
Yeah crowd still chanting okay
[Verse Three]
So this here is the victory lap
Then I'm lea-vin, that's how you get me back
After a year of them M-16's, it's one point two
And that's two point four, and I'm only doin two
You wanted to gain attention, Tony Lee?
I can get you BET and TRL too
You wanna be in the public, wrestle your style?
Well screw it, I ain't budgin!
Bret Hart did it to death, you gotta love it
Wrestlin’ companies told me I couldn't cut it
Now look at me, all star-studded
Golfer above par like I putted
All cause the shit I uttered, was utterly ridiculous
How sick is this?
You want to bang, send Kane change, send Winter some dust
Send Shane a mane, then you got' spit
A little somethin like this, WOO!
{What the hell are you waiting forrrr?}
The crowd is cheering Shady from that.
Maria Shultz: Finally Abyss, your turn.
I guess you’ve come to see a rap off
But I guess you gonna leave real pissed off
Because of the useless talent off the punk called Shady
And the stupid fool Lee, first name Tony
Let us start off with Shady, who’s quite a bloke,
But he’s mentally unstable, without the smoke,
He sure as hell wanted this rap battle,
in it we’ll find out who has the better metal,
just like my in ring styles I’ll whoop his ass,
in this rap battle he’s nothing but grass,
I hope he knows who he is dealing with here,
The system in his brain is wrong, I’ll shift a gear,
Of course I’ve forgotten about our American patriot,
I’ll take this guy to the desert and leave him to rot,
He has no idea of my capabilities,
He’ll be one of this weeks fatalities,
He thinks that he’s all high and mighty,
Well I’ll send his ass back to blighty,
He thinks that I can’t rap nor wrestle,
I think he should go back to working that pencil,
So these two wusses, however big their mass,
Whatever happens I’ll whoop their ass.
The crowd has some cheers but not as loud as Shady's.
"Real American" by Rick Derringer hits the PA as blue pyros go off near the ramp. After a few minutes Tony Lee steps out from behind the curtains and walks slowly down the ramp with his chin high he stops a few times to greet a few fans. He walks to the ring and slides in jumping around a bit before he climbs the ropes and lifts up his arms in tha air and then he jumps down and waits for his opponent.
Maria Shultz: His opponent weighing in at 215 lbs. making his debut to ExWA, SHADY!!!
Peace Out, A-Town’<br>
As those words were heard, the lights started pulsating, switching from regular white lights to dark red, then to sky blue, then back to white. A figure ran backwards out of the entrance, doing a spin once before stopping and dropping to his knees on one side of the stage, his arms thrown out above his head. The pyros on that side of the stage exploded in a combo of sky blue and white colors, the pulsating stopping and going back to regular lights, the pyros calming back down to show Shady there, having popped back up to his feet. The cruiserweight danced his way back over to the ramp, all his motions seeming to match the beat of the song.At the ramp he paused, looking out to the crowd with his arms thrown above him, the crowd giving a mixed reaction. He shrugged then jumped, his heels landing on the ramp, and then he appeared to float down the ramp, his feet tilted back so that his heels were on the ramp.
At the bottom of the ramp he did a spin and leaned his feet forward again, his feet positioned so that he was on the balls of his feet instead of his heels, his head tilted forward so that his hair was hiding his face. As Ludacris was heard rapping, Shady brought his head up again and spun around, hopping up onto the apron and running along it, leaping up over the top rope as he got close to one of the corners. The cruiserweight tapped each of his heels twice against the ground then sprinted across the ring, jumping onto the second turnbuckle of the north western corner, throwing his arms out beside him as he looked out at the crowd. Shady nodded as he heard their mixed reactions then stepped onto the top turnbuckle, moonsaulting backwards to land on his feet in the ring and spun around, swinging his arms around him and taunting the crowd.
Maria Shultz: And finally weighing in at 275 lbs., ABYSS!!! The referee will be Sam Poutine.
Man on the edge plays fireworks explode on the rampway. The crowd give a standing ovation as Abyss walks onto the stage,in a leather great coat, flexing his arms. He points to one side of the crowd getting huge cheers then the other side . He walks down the ramp and the ramp lights up with a fire trail that follows where he walks. He walks up the steps and stops in front of the turnbuckle and removes his coat. He drops it by the steps on the floor then climbs up the turnbuckle form the outside, and raises his arm to the crowds delight. He lowers it then hops over the turnbuckle then spins around with arms outstretched slowly. He lowers his arms and waits for his opponent.
Maria Shultz: Before we begin this match, how it works is the rapping begins. Tony Lee, you're 1st.
TL: Yo, I didn't come out here to do some little rap off.... I came to this federation to wrestle not to act like Snoop Dogg of Puffy or some other rapper..... Look I am the National icon and I am here to kick some ass!!!!
Crowd: Blech.
Maria Shultz: Ok, now your turn Shady.
Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Cookin raw with the Shady boy
So for one last time I need y'all to ROAR!
Now what the hell are you waitin for
After me, there shall be no more
So for one last time, raza make some noise
Who you know fresher than this? Riddle me that
The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at
Can't none of y'all mirror me back
Yeah hearin me rap is like hearin Eminem in his prime
I'm, young RKO., wrestlin’s grateful warrior
Back to take over the globe, now break bread
I'm in, H2s, Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you Abyss, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep
Grand openin, grand closin
God your man , Shady, cracked the can open again
Who you gon' find doper than him with no pen
just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon' see you can't replace him
with cheap imitations for DESE FEDERATIONS!
Chants of ‘ExWA’ and ‘BTWF’.
[Chorus - 1/2]
{What the hell are you waiting forrrr?}
[Verse Two]
*sigh* Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues, how well they’d pay you
When you first come in the game, they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you
From BTWF to ExWA
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)
As fate would have it, my status appears
to be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan, wearin the 4-5
It ain't to play games witchu
It's to aim at you, probably maim you
If I owe you I'm strikin’ you to smithereeens
Sucker, take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came, I saw, I conquered
From record stables, to sold out PPVs
So muh'fucker if you want this encore
I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore
[Interlude]
OWWWW! It's Shady time
This man is MADE! He's KILLIN all y'all jive turkeys
Do y'all want more of the Shady man?
Well if y'all want more of the Shady man
Then I need y'all to help me, bring him back to stage
Say Raza, c'mon say it!
SHA-DY! Are y'all out there? crowd chants "SHA-DY! SHA-DY!"
Are y'all out there? C'mon, louder!
Yeah, now see that's what I'm talkin bout
They love ME - they love ME!
[Jay-Z]
I like the way this one feels
It's so muh'fuckin soulful man!
(Whoaaaaaahhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh)
Yeah crowd still chanting okay
[Verse Three]
So this here is the victory lap
Then I'm lea-vin, that's how you get me back
After a year of them M-16's, it's one point two
And that's two point four, and I'm only doin two
You wanted to gain attention, Tony Lee?
I can get you BET and TRL too
You wanna be in the public, wrestle your style?
Well screw it, I ain't budgin!
Bret Hart did it to death, you gotta love it
Wrestlin’ companies told me I couldn't cut it
Now look at me, all star-studded
Golfer above par like I putted
All cause the shit I uttered, was utterly ridiculous
How sick is this?
You want to bang, send Kane change, send Winter some dust
Send Shane a mane, then you got' spit
A little somethin like this, WOO!
{What the hell are you waiting forrrr?}
The crowd is cheering Shady from that.
Maria Shultz: Finally Abyss, your turn.
I guess you’ve come to see a rap off
But I guess you gonna leave real pissed off
Because of the useless talent off the punk called Shady
And the stupid fool Lee, first name Tony
Let us start off with Shady, who’s quite a bloke,
But he’s mentally unstable, without the smoke,
He sure as hell wanted this rap battle,
in it we’ll find out who has the better metal,
just like my in ring styles I’ll whoop his ass,
in this rap battle he’s nothing but grass,
I hope he knows who he is dealing with here,
The system in his brain is wrong, I’ll shift a gear,
Of course I’ve forgotten about our American patriot,
I’ll take this guy to the desert and leave him to rot,
He has no idea of my capabilities,
He’ll be one of this weeks fatalities,
He thinks that he’s all high and mighty,
Well I’ll send his ass back to blighty,
He thinks that I can’t rap nor wrestle,
I think he should go back to working that pencil,
So these two wusses, however big their mass,
Whatever happens I’ll whoop their ass.
The crowd has some cheers but not as loud as Shady's.