Cody Christano: The Life of an American Scum Bucket
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'm worse than Noah's flood cuz I'll drown ya in a sea of blood, You scream for yo daddy but i downed him with a gatty. GLOCK GLOCK BOOM! ANOTHER ONES BITES THE DUST, because of Dusk, his blood lust, bitches you know i'm so dangerous! I sink your ship of dreams with rocket propelled steel I-Beams, causin yo family to scream, don't care if ya think that i'm mean, I'll turn everyone you love into blood soaked sour cream!"
Uncle Soda: "Uncle Soda here with Midnight Terror Crew. You think Dusk be dangerous, well I AM TOO! Bitches ask for mercy but I ain't playin! When you take a sip of my coke ho, you not listenin to what I'm SAYIN! That fizzly drinks for me, I want the sweet nectar all alone! And if you steal again bitch, you'll end up a piles of BONES!"
The record store owners throws the boom box to the ground and starts stomping on it to make the music stop. He turns to you with a look of utter contempt.
"That was a joke, right?! That shit made MY EARS BLEED! You guys are AWFUL! Beyond awful... I can't even think of a word that would do that bull shit JUSTICE! And...seriously? UNCLE SODA?! You rap about killing people because they drank your coke? Are you a FREAKING IDIOT?! Get out...you guys aren't hardcore gangster rappers, YOU'RE CHUMPS!"
Everyone in the record store also heard your music and is now laughing and snickering at you. Your dreams have been crushed. Rage is boiling within you.
Dusk: "I'm worse than Noah's flood cuz I'll drown ya in a sea of blood, You scream for yo daddy but i downed him with a gatty. GLOCK GLOCK BOOM! ANOTHER ONES BITES THE DUST, because of Dusk, his blood lust, bitches you know i'm so dangerous! I sink your ship of dreams with rocket propelled steel I-Beams, causin yo family to scream, don't care if ya think that i'm mean, I'll turn everyone you love into blood soaked sour cream!"
Uncle Soda: "Uncle Soda here with Midnight Terror Crew. You think Dusk be dangerous, well I AM TOO! Bitches ask for mercy but I ain't playin! When you take a sip of my coke ho, you not listenin to what I'm SAYIN! That fizzly drinks for me, I want the sweet nectar all alone! And if you steal again bitch, you'll end up a piles of BONES!"
The record store owners throws the boom box to the ground and starts stomping on it to make the music stop. He turns to you with a look of utter contempt.
"That was a joke, right?! That shit made MY EARS BLEED! You guys are AWFUL! Beyond awful... I can't even think of a word that would do that bull shit JUSTICE! And...seriously? UNCLE SODA?! You rap about killing people because they drank your coke? Are you a FREAKING IDIOT?! Get out...you guys aren't hardcore gangster rappers, YOU'RE CHUMPS!"
Everyone in the record store also heard your music and is now laughing and snickering at you. Your dreams have been crushed. Rage is boiling within you.