X-Zibit - Hurt Locker

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Tyson gangsta walked from the back to his new theme, X-Zibit's Hurt Locker. He stopped on stage, and obviously wasn't planning on fighting due to his outfit. He scanned the crowd as they booed him, mean mugging the audience and nodding his head. Descending the ramp, Tyson slowly approached the ring. He casually made his way up the steel steps and across the apron, whipping his feet on the side of the ring, before entering through the ropes. Stepping into the middle of the ring, Tyson looked over to the stage, and motioned for the crew to cut the music. As the music and crowd slowly died down, Tyson raised the mic up to his lips to speak.

"Imma git mine." Tyson simply said, the crowd giving off a mixed reaction, not really sure how to respond to the comment. "AT WrestleMania, my *****.. Mr. X..." Tyson paused as the crowd cheered for the mention of Half Man, Half Amazing. "decided that it was HE'S time. He figured that WrestleMania would be the spot he cash in He's Money In The Bank contract. After I worked for nearly two years to get my title back. I had to FIGHT 30 other men to get my shot, while that ***** sat on that briefcase. ***** just waited and waited until he had the perfect opportunity to do me dirty. Nearly a WHOLE YEAR of chances he could of cashed in, and that b***h as ***** picks MY match to do it." Passing back and forth Tyson began to grow angrier and angrier over the fact. "See Imma Git Mine.. Cause I just blacked balled that *****. If I see him, I will beat him. You see back In Compton, it was ME watching his back. Back on the streets... It was ME making sure that ***** wasn't draggin' a**. MR. X! If I see you... I will thug stomp yo a**, I'm no longer playing the rules. Imma Git Mine, this Thug-tactics, you won't know when, you won't know how, but bess bolieve Imma Git Mine. I'm not living Thug Life, I'm just Thug." Tyson dropped the mic, and threw up the West Coast signs with with both hands. He's music started up once again, and Tyson exited the ring through the ropes, making his way to the back.