Illuminati

Bertha and Sophia quickly becoming one of the Era defining matchups. Even moreso than OUR HUMBLE HERO and common sense booking.

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Just don't yolk people up after a nudge >< was so into the match I didn't notice till after I did it

The camera fades to a black screen T T T Presents . . . http://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/309837930543972352/335394990224179203/image.jpg The TTT crew is sat in a lavish mansion living room. Ryu Matsumoto, Dr. Spidre, Dennis Black, King Blek, and Kassidi Amin are front and center on the couch. Dr Spidre: Yesterday we called out those fake OCW fools and “Hit Em Up”, and all I been hearing on social media is how the beef is on and Our Hero was gunna hit us up. Ryu looks around for a few moments. He gets up and checks under his seat cushion Dr. Spidre: I don’t see shit. So Kassadi Amin, roll that beatso we can ride on these fools again in case they didn’t hear. Kassadi grabs a remote off the table and hits play he gets up and starts Kassadi Amin: I don't give one fuck, off the top I wish a busta would try a busta Kassadi Amin: Real shit, y'all counterfeit, y'all bustas bad business, that's why the game all fucked up Kassadi Amin: Fuck Glocks, I'm all about Fort Knox, busta Kassadi Amin: Ridin' through your neighborhood, throwin' money out the window like "What!?" Kassadi Amin: You about the dollar, you know nothin' 'bout it, your poor life been without it Kassadi Amin: My life in the spotlight. Oh no, no, no, I ain't even got to talk about it Kassadi Amin: Talk about it Kassadi Amin: Hol' up, if you really 'bout it, tell these mothafuckas we don't even wanna talk about it, what? Heather: I don't know everything, but one thing, one thing I do know Heather: One thing, one thing I do know Heather: Is one day I'mma have everything Heather: It was all a dream, it was all a dream Dr. Spidre: I want it all! Dr. Spidre: I just bought Carolina Dr. Spidre: Them other states ain't far behind it either Dr. Spidre: I remember working matches in a school yard Dr. Spidre: Was a Millionaire before that Trill Trash Trademark Dr. Spidre: I was getting money 'fore the internet Dr. Spidre: Still got Lotus Law checks I ain't opened yet Dr. Spidre: MVP, shit, this is where the trophies at Dr. Spidre: T-T-T, yeah, this is where the gold is at Dr. Spidre: The world ain't enough, I want it all Dr. Spidre: Goddammit, I'm too old, I forgot I got it all Dr. Spidre: But Spidre young enough to still get involved Dr. Spidre: And Spidre still young enough to say fuck y'all Dr. Spidre: Fuck you Dr. Spidre: Fuck you, and you in the corner too Dr. Spidre: If you wanna beef, make sure that that's somethin' you wanna do Dr. Spidre: There's some missin' people that felt that way too Heather: I don't know everything, but one thing, one thing I do know Heather: One thing, one thing I do know Heather: Is one day I'mma have everything Heather: It was all a dream, it was all a dream King Blek: I want it all! King Blek: What the fuck was y'all thinking? King Blek: You let the wrong young busta link with a legend King Blek: 'Lotta new bustas talking crazy on the records King Blek: I'm the only king here, you can tell 'em that I said it King Blek: I'm the Black Nate Ortiz, I'm the humbler RD King Blek: I'm D.O.C., who do it better? Nobody fuckin' with me King Blek: I murder bustas everyday, 'til police come and get me King Blek: And Ryu just come and bail me out and then we hit the studio King Blek: Ain't no new star in my ear, too many cancerous bustas King Blek: Emotional every song, deserve to have breast bustas King Blek: Crying 'bout my old girl, funny how I left that ho King Blek: Trying to get my ex boxed, Red Ring of Death bustas King Blek: I'm Djesus raising the diamond on the day of his chaining King Blek: If this was you, your diamond wouldn't be worth the appraising King Blek: I'm just talking reckless, I'm just off the record King Blek: But I mean it, kept my blessings, we was dreaming, now we close enough to see it. Heather: I don't know everything, but one thing, one thing I do know Heather: One thing, one thing I do know Heather: Is one day I'mma have everything Heather: It was all a dream, it was all a dream Kassadi Amin: I want it all! Kassadi Amin: Listen, I've been tryna get it all Kassadi Amin: I'm just in this bitch, I'ma show 'em how to get involved Kassadi Amin: Yeah I want everything, yeah I want everything Kassadi Amin: Talk about it, hol' up, if you really 'bout it Kassadi Amin: Tell these mothafuckas we don't even wanna talk about it, what?

http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RGoAkzdsexk/VfMTPWXRHyI/AAAAAAAATzA/TqBK6LJQCkk/s1600/not-about-money.gif US vs THEM, and we're winning

The camera fades to a black screen T T T Presents . . . http://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/309837930543972352/335068313585582080/image.png The Camera pans into Ryu Matsumoto, Trash Pac, standing in front of a white screen surrounded by Heather Angelo and several back-up singers and dancers. The insturmental to 2Pac’s seminal begins playing T-Pac: I AIN’T GOT NO FRIENDS, T-Pac:THAT’S WHY I PINNED YO’ CHAMP YOU HEFTY MOTHER FUCKER Heather and Singers Take Money T-Pac: You know who the realest is. Heather and Singers Take Money T-Pac: We bring it too Heather and Singers Take Money T-Pac: First off, fuck you and the clique you claim. T-Side when we ride come equipped with game. T-Pac: You claim to be a playa but I pinned your champ. We bust on OUR HERO bustas fucked for life. T-Pac: Plus Tibby tryna see me, weak lunches I eat T-Pac: Our Hero and the dub is some MARK ASS BITCHES! T-Pac:We keep on commin’ while we runnin’ for your jewels. Steady gunnin’ keep on bustin’ at them fools, you know the rules. T-Pac: Drago Cesar, go ask your homies how I left ya, roll your young ass up Leave you in pieces, now be deceased. T-Pac: Maddie Sin, don’t fuck around with real hoots, quick to snatch your ugly ass off the streets, so fuck peace! T-Pac: I’ll let them bustas know its on for life, don’t let the T-Side ride tonight. HA HA T-Pac: Our Hero murdered on wax AGAIN fuck with me and get yo’ caps peeled, you know T-Pac: See, grab your Glocks when you see TPac, call the cops when you see TPac, UH. T-Pac: Who pinned me? But you punks didn't finish, now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace Busta, I hit 'em up! T-Pac: Check this out, you motherfuckers know what time it is, I don't know why I'm even on this track. Y'all bustas ain't even on my level I'mma let my little homies ride on you bitch-made ass OCW bitches, feel it! Dennis Black almost slides on screen, he smirks and winks at the back up dancers before he starts his verse Denny Blek: Get out the way yo, get out the way yo, Our Hero just got dropped Denny Blek: Big Ryu', pass the MAC and let me hit em in his back. Denny Blek: Bill Ding needs to get spanked right for settin' traps little accident murderer and I ain't never heard of ya. Denny Blek:Chemo Therapy when I'm servin' ya. Denny Blek: Spank ya, shank ya whole style when I gank, guard your rank 'cause I'mma slam your ass in the paint. Denny Blek: Tibby weaker than the fuckin' block I'm runnin' through, busta and I'm smokin' OC Dubya right in front of you, busta. Denny Blek: With the ready power tucked in my Air Bleks under my Eddie Bauer, your clout petty/sour I remove tumors every hour; I hit 'em up! T-Pac: See, grab your Glocks when you see TPac, call the cops when you see TPac, UH. T-Pac: Who pinned me? But you punks didn't finish, now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace Busta, I hit 'em up! T-Pac:Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel. T-Pac: This ain't no freestyle battle, all you butas gettin' killed, with your mouths open. T-Pac: Tryna come up off of me, you in the clouds, hopin' smokin' dopes, it's like a sherm high. T-Pac: Bustas think they learned to fly, but they burn, motherfucker, you deserve to die T-Pac:Talkin' about you gettin' money, but it's funny to me, all you bustas livin' bummy — why you fuckin' with me? T-Pac: I'm a self-made millionaire Trash livin', back in business, profits in the air, HA HA T-Pac: Tibby, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch, and beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house? T-Pac: Now it's all about T T T, you copied my style. T-Pac: Five pins couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled, now I'm back to set the record straight. T-Pac: With my H-Edge, I'm still the thug that you love to hate, Motherfucker, I hit 'em up! Kassidy Hayes pops up from the bottom of the camera’s view laughing as he starts his verse Kassadi Amin:I'm from Romania where plenty of murders occurs no points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs Kassadi Amin:Now go check the scenario: Lil' Cesar I'll bring you fake G's to Denny’s knees, catchin deez in de Janeiro. Kassadi Amin: Maddie Sin, is you coked up or doped up? Get your little Junior Whopper dropped Hoot Stomped. Kassadi Amin: What the fuck, is you stupid? I take money, crash and mash through Turmoil, with my clique lootin', shootin' and pollutin' your block with a 15-shot cocked Glock to your knot. Kassadi Amin: Trill Trash MAFIA clique movin' up another notch and your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped. Kassadi Amin: All your fake-ass OCW props brainstormed and locked. Kassadi Amin: You's a beat biter, a Trash style taker, I'll tell you to your face you ain't shit but a faker Kassadi Amin: Softer than Tank with a chaser Kassadi Amin:Jack Mo bout to get EXPOSED for the paper Kassadi Amin: Kasadi Amin approach the scene of the caper. Kassadi Amin:Like a loc, with Little Cesar' in a choke Kassadi Amin: Knee totin' smoke, we ain't no motherfuckin' joke, Trash Life, bustas better be knowin' Kassadi Amin: We approachin' in the wide open, knees smokin' no need for hopin', it's a battle lost. Kassadi Amin:I got 'em crossed as soon as the funk is boppin' off busta, I hit 'em up! T-Pac Now you tell me who won, I see them, they run, ha ha. They don't wanna see us. T-Pac: Whole OCW clique dressin' up tryna be us how the fuck they gonna be the mob when we always on our job? T-Pac: We millionaires, killin' it ain't fair but somebody gotta do it. T-Pac: Oh yeah, Paul Pugh: you wanna fuck with us? T-Pac: You little old-ass motherfucker, don't you got diabetes or somethin'? T-Pac: You're fuckin' with me, busta, you fuck around and have a seizure or a heart attack. T-Pac: You better back the fuck up, before you get smacked the fuck up T-Pac: This is how we do it on our side, any of you bustas from New York that wanna bring it, bring it! T-Pac: But we ain't singin', we bringin' drama, fuck you and yo' motherfuckin' mama! T-Pac: We gon' kill all you motherfuckers! T-Pac: Now when I came out I told you it was just about Our Hero.Then everybody had to open their mouth with a motherfuckin' opinion T-Pac: Well, this is how we gonna do this, T-Pac: Fuck Paul Pugh! T-Pac: Fuck Our Hero! T-Pac: Fuck OCW as a staff, Efed and as a motherfuckin' crew! T-Pac: And if you wanna be down with OCW, then fuck you too! T-Pac: NATE ORTIZ fuck you too! T-Pac: All you motherfuckers, fuck you too! Heather and Back Up Singers: Take money, take money T-Pac: All of y'all motherfuckers, fuck you, die slow! T-Pac: Motherfucker, my H-Edge make sho' all y'all kids don't grow! T-Pac: You motherfuckers can't be us or see us T-Pac: We motherfuckin' Trash Life-riders, T-side 'til we die! T-Pac: Out here in Carolina, busta, we warned ya, we'll bomb on you motherfuckers! We do our job! T-Pac: You think you mob? Busta, we the motherfuckin' mob! T-Pac: Ain't nothin' but killers and the real bustas all you motherfuckers feel us T-Pac: Our shit goes triple crown and grand slam. T-Pac: You bustas laugh 'cause our staff got gold on their motherfuckin' belts you know how it is: when we break records, they felt. T-Pac: You bustas can't feel it, we the realest fuck 'em, we OCW killers!

You know, I don't think I get to say it often enough, but I'll say it again here. Pugh's Entrance Music, PERFECT

Is this one on one or five on five? Makes a huge difference.

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Dennis has made a dangerous enemy. Ligermask has grown fond of the H2O family, don't go into any isolated areas alone b, you might get Brodied.

Thats a good Strat

http://s3.amazonaws.com/rapgenius/filepicker%2Fix2a2yQFQoLom7pbuQwr_fruit_by_the_foot.jpg First by the Foot?

Seconded, if people see someone so fat near TTT Merch it could devalue the #BRAND. I would suggest some Air Blek training sneakers for Bill Ding but he would need to sign a contract not to be filmed, photographed or otherwise represented in them until he falls below the national obesity line.

Jaysin Sensation can't comment on anything but Brooklyn Twinks.

Whatever helps you sleep at night before you go one on one with the Trash Man next week b. I don't take it personal.

Thats not how it works, you know that moment where the doubt seeped in and you believed that Trash could beat Nate, and Nate might not overcome the Trash? In that moment, for all eternity I am undefeated, because you believed in Trash more than you believed in Nate.

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Good Show

How you gunna channel that ABM and not hit the BME, I was waiting for it the whole match

Trash Prime

I see that your mediocrity is stupified by my trashy betterness. I think 5 on 5 you could have handled it, but one on one...

"Not Fat, Just Bulking" Now put THAT on a t-shirt.

Big things coming for OCW and E-Wrestling as a whole. ANYTHING can happen during Lution season BAYBAY

First Trash

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