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| Learn From The Druid |
| Better known as Esoteric |
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 Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 5:47 pm
The ligts dimmed and the arena became dully illuminated by a red light. The songs Hurt by T.I. ft Alfa Mega & Busta Rhymes kicked in over the PA system as Esoteric made his way onto the stage. He held his arms out at his side posing for the crowd he circled for the crowd, who went wild at the sight of him.
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
You p***y niggas finna make me kill one a y'all
Ain't a damn thang change
I still keep that thang right up under my shirt
Betta tell 'em I ain't playin'
because it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt
Ain't a damn thang change
I still keep thang right up under my shirt
Run up on him where he hangin', BANG!
cause it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt
Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Eso slowly walked to the ring taking his time. (Longer than Khali xd ) He jumped up onto the ring apron, the jumped over the top rope, clearing it with ease.
Eso was handed a mic as he signalled for his music to be cut. He let the crowd settle down before he started a rap of his own.
"Welcome back a legend ready to return to glory,
I promise fights with bloodshed real gory
I've walked in darkness with my latern a-glow
I've fought the best and threw light on a Shadow
Listen up and listen well
The Druid will save you from a fiery hell
I've been nice to you superstars for a long time
I left wrestling so you other cats can go and shine
but you ******** the game up and forgot that wrestling is whos throne? MINE!
The words I speak act like embalming fluid
The moroal of this story is... LEARN FROM THE DRUID!"
Eso dropped his mic and assumed his B-Boy stance, before dancing from corner to corner in the ring as the crowd went wild.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 8:33 pm
When I was a little kid
My mother told me not to stare into the sun.
So, once when I was six I did.
The Doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal.
I was terrified. Alone in that darkness.
Then, slowly, daylight crept through the bandages.
And then, I saw that something else in me changed...
"Speech Cobras" by Jedi Mind Tricks hits the arena as Tavarius emerges from the curtain.
I'm the fire bearer
Holder of the sun
The Earth and the universe combined as one
An everlasting energy taking all forms
Blue skies on sunny days, terrible the storms
The one who tears down what you adorn
And curses the material things that you mourn
Walking down the ramp, Tavarius climbs up to the ring, then climbs up to the top rope and throws the West Side sign.
I bet you feel pleasure and pain as you enter
The tormenter, pleaser, embracer, squeezer
As your skeleton crush
Your physical turns into gelatin plus
Due to over stimuli
You liquify
I send you back to the earth soil to quench the turmoil
Keeping his hat, Tavarius took a mike and stood in the ring as he faced Esoteric, examining him closely.
"You're the legend that the prophecy foretold?
I expected a man who's fame is ten-fold
And then you come here hauling a**
Saying that you're of a divine class
Well let me throw down some prophecy for you
And I guarantee that it's all true:
Your path is crooked
Your vision's blurry
You just got on the road, and you're already in a fury
You spit out rhymes like a Taiwanese cobra
And praise yourself on a golden throne like Oprah
Beware the sun as it beats upon your back
Giving you someone that'll make you crack
If you don't watch your step, you'll fall into a pit
Impaled by spikes and left to rot in your own s**t
Heed the words I speak, who comes from the line of Lazarus
For I'm the Prophet, better known as Tavarius."
Tavarius lowered the mike and awaited the response of Esoteric.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 9:10 pm
Eso looked Tavarius up and down before speaking into his mic once more.
"***** who the ******** is you?"
Eso laughed and started yet a new rap.
"I know who I am who I be and who I always was
Not a rapper that would run up on another just to start a buzz
I follow the druid in my own way
How many heathens do I have to slay?
You claim west side but sides aint s**t
Listen to the prophecy you spit?
You speak real words but can't finese that s**t
This may be harsh but what I say is true respect this
The kids that listen to you don't understand
Anyone can sound deep to an overzealous fan
So protect that neck, before I need to strike again
Understand and respect that I know the Master's plan
You want a champion ten fold, know I am truely barbaric
You may call me the Druid better known as Esoteric
and I keep this mic with me, dawg come and get me."
Eso held his mic at his side and stepped toward Tavarius.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 9:42 pm
Tavarius grew a smirk, and he tapped his mike in the air a few times before he fixed his hat and locked gazes back with Eso, dropping his smirk.
"My neck's thicker than your head seems to be
Don't be an ignorant ******** by discrediting me
My words carry meaning of astronomical forces
That flies through the wind like a pack of wild horses
Following a master will bring you to disaster
Even though there's bait of getting glory faster
I can be deep, I can go deeper than the ocean
But that don't mean s**t if you got no sense of notion
Just take it from me, I'm the Prophet of the Bay
The salt's in my blood and everything I say
But what's in your blood? Are you just a bleeding servant?
Do you fight your master's battles, or are you a rebel insurgent?
As a brotha' of divinity I think you'll understand
That in the cosmos of this universe there's more than one hand
Don't discredit, you'll regret it, and it's something you can bet it
We're disciples in a land of heithans and blindness
So before you get barbaric, let me show you a hand of kindness."
Tavarius then stuck out his hand towards Eso.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 9:59 pm
Eso raised his own mic to respond.
"Don't get me wrong I'm no non-believer or heathen
I just relay the message of the Druid to my fellow men
my tactics may be quite strange
but it looks like your method might be just as deranged."
Eso took Tav's hand and pulled him in close, looking him dead in the eye as he finished his rap
"It seems we both work for the same side
Let the rest of them know the verdict will be Tav and Esoteric by a landslide."
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 10:19 pm
The grin came back to the Prophet's lips as he gripped Eso's hand in an equal bind. Up came the mike.
"I just received a vision in favor of our disposition: Let the world come to know the wrath of the Inquisition."
Finishing his rap, Tavarius dropped his mike and kept his grin in place.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 10:40 pm
Eso Faced the entrance ramp before dropping yet another rap.
"Any superstars wanna battle know that we're deadly
Tav and Esoteric are Operatin' correctly
I challenge anyone to walk down that ramp, and I'll drop the mic
Come get educated lil bitches lets fight
When we're done I promise you'll see the light"
((For anyone that doesn't get that its an open challenge))
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 11:25 am
"What the hell?"
Saint Joey walks onto the ramp...
"What's all this talk about heathens and sinners
When all I see before me is two... err... winners
When you keep on about something to fight
But you don't even know who to clench fists tight
And all of this is complete rubbish
Cause you 'aint rollin' without... erm... er.... Oh, Forget It!"
Saint Joey spits to the side of the ramp.
"Listen Tav, since we should pretty much be world tag champs by now, there's no way you're making a Druid and Prophet team without one of two things...
NUMBER ONE! A Guru
NUMBER TWO!.... A Saint....like me...."
He waits for a reaction...
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 11:54 am
Tavarius flipped his mike back up to his mouth, looked at Eso, then back at Joey.
"Chillax on the flow, bro.
We speak English too, ya' know?"
He turned to Eso.
"He's Joey, you could call him my cuz'
As you can see, he can make quite a buzz
He's hauled a** on more than on occasion
And he's diligent in the Word is what he's sayin."
Then he turned back to Joey.
"But cuz, you got a choice to make
If you roll with us, there's a lot at stake
You can't be a Renegade
And listen to our serenade
So you got a choice: us bros or those ho's."
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 1:39 pm
Eso hung back in the corner watching Tav and Saint Joey, a curius look on his face.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 4:27 pm
SAVE US ALL
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COMMENCE RAPTURE
Twisted Transistor by KoRn hits as Chris Danzig walks out onto the entrance ramp, to a mixed reaction of boos and "Hail Danzig" chants from the 'smarks' in the audience. Holding a mic, he makes an attempts at rapping.
You got two minutes to midnight and the clock's counting down
You've just met your savior, so y'all hit the ground
Can't you tell that my rhyme's unforgiving
My flow's so lethal it's a wonder you're still living
You punks think you can stand here and talk s**t?
You've been looking for a legend, well guess what, I'm it
I'm the best there is, and that's just proven fact
You ******** with me, you get the Godsmack
If you want a match to try and prove me wrong
I'm gonna kill you just like Chris Benoit!
The fans boo at the last line of the promo as the Savior of Professional Wrestling waits for the other men in the ring to respond.
((it was supposed to be bad...like Christian Cage's raps from his feud with Cena xd ))
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 6:45 pm
Eso looked from Chris, to Tavarius, then back to Chris. He nodded to Tavarius before speaking.
"Don't worry, I got this one."
Eso tood at the ropes facing Chris as he spewed his own rap.
"You can't rap your flow is lame
Chewin' up punks like you, to me its a game
Hell with your skills you and Joey can start collaborating
You rhyme words but don't bother elaborating
The rap shits my game, my rhymes have that divine sensation
Each words a star my flows lyricle constallations
I know its like me and Tav you wish you could spit
Man this music shits so unfair if you're good at it
I'll take that match and I will prove you wrong
Stick to the preaching this ring is where I belong
That two minutes is now up, its midnight
Drop the mic b***h, lets fight!"
With the last words he spoke Eso dropped his mic and pulled off his shirt.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 12:09 pm
Extremist-Saint-Joey "What the hell?"
Saint Joey walks onto the ramp..."What's all this talk about heathens and sinners
When all I see before me is two... err... winners
When you keep on about something to fight
But you don't even know who to clench fists tight
And all of this is complete rubbish
Cause you 'aint rollin' without... erm... er.... Oh, Forget It!"
Saint Joey spits to the side of the ramp.
"Listen Tav, since we should pretty much be world tag champs by now, there's no way you're making a Druid and Prophet team without one of two things...
NUMBER ONE! A Guru
NUMBER TWO!.... A Saint....like me...."He waits for a reaction... "What the hell is right!," Cardok comes out and says. "Tavarius, I just want an honest answer. I have no problem with you being a tag team partner with him but what about the renegades? Don't betray us!," he says. He then looks at Saint Joey. "You've got a choice to make," he says.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 1:29 pm
Kalcos Extremist-Saint-Joey "What the hell?"
Saint Joey walks onto the ramp..."What's all this talk about heathens and sinners
When all I see before me is two... err... winners
When you keep on about something to fight
But you don't even know who to clench fists tight
And all of this is complete rubbish
Cause you 'aint rollin' without... erm... er.... Oh, Forget It!"
Saint Joey spits to the side of the ramp.
"Listen Tav, since we should pretty much be world tag champs by now, there's no way you're making a Druid and Prophet team without one of two things...
NUMBER ONE! A Guru
NUMBER TWO!.... A Saint....like me...."He waits for a reaction... "What the hell is right!," Cardok comes out and says. "Tavarius, I just want an honest answer. I have no problem with you being a tag team partner with him but what about the renegades? Don't betray us!," he says. He then looks at Saint Joey. "You've got a choice to make," he says. The heretic is always better dead...
Joey lifts the mic to his mouth... he opens it to speak, then quickly shuts it.
He looks to the audience. They are unsure...
"I'll think about it..."
He walks backstage, looking back towards His partners, Cardok and Tavarius, aswell as the other two.
... And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 2:24 pm
Cardok decides to head up to the ring.
"So Esoteric, your the punk that caused this? You just came into this buisness and your already pissing me off. Thats not good. Don't do that. Thats the last thing you want to do. If you do what I think might happen, you and everybody who turned against me will have hell to pay. Also Tavarius, I've changed my mind. It's either The Renegades or your crappy rap group Inquisition! You have to choose!," he says. He then heads back up the ramp.
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