Extend the Story - Add a Room

The beat of the song begins and the record store owner seems to enjoy the rhythm. Good start, but the lyrics of the song you chose begin...

Dusk: "I got maggots in my hair like I just don't care! Hit you with a taser in my '88 blazer! It's worse than a phaser with a stun beam laser, hits you harder than a shot of jack daniels without a chaser! I just escaped the grip of death to get back at ya, revenge is best served cold, with an ice pick playa! I jam it your eye, like a knife only thinner, I laugh as you die cuz I'm a hell bound sinner! I don't give a shit if your wife is ballin, I'll shut her up, tie her up, ball gag her up, an old fashioned maulin. You know how we roll Midnight Terror Crew! Cuz even if im half dead, I'm still coming for you!"

Uncle Soda: "I be fizzilin like a orange crush DRANK. But thats only cuz im scared of herpes you trick ass SKANK. I do the dew for you and midnight terror crew but to do you without dew boo, is just a bad move! And if you only knew how high i was on this fructose power. This sugar bitch, makes me feel bigger than a tower!"

The owner slams the boombox to the floor and begins to stomp on it to stop the music.

"That is WITHOUT A DOUBT THE WORST RAP I HAVE EVER HEARD IN MY LIFE. Are you guys serious? This was a joke, right?" Customers in the store are laughing at you as they also heard the song.

In red hot rage you grab the owner by the collar and pull him close.

"I really do have maggots in my hair bitch! Time to hit you with a taser!" You throw him to the ground.

Your rap dreams have been crushed. Everyone is laughing at you. What to do?

Tie the owner to the back of your jeep and drag him