![]() |
![]() |
#2 |
I'M A MONSTER!
Join Date: Jan 2013
Posts: 1,555
Battle Record: 77-13
Accomplishments - Hall of Fame
Champed - Battle Arena
- 1-2 Punch League (2x)
- The Quick & The Dead II
- BA Swag & Flow Tournament
- 1-2 Season 3
- NBL Season 6
- The Elements
- Fall Brawl II
- Netcees Battle League (4x)
- NBL Season 9
- Summer Classic VII
- 50+ Wins
- The Winter Classic
- Tag Team Tourney
-1-2 Punch League
Rep Power: 20257523 ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
![]()
30 years old, physician...bed side manner of Mother Teresa
Makes a mint, but down to earth...his closet full of nothing but sneakers He's been practicing for 5 years. The top of his class at Stanford Obviously quite the catch, but most women are not gonna pass his standards But it was Wednesday during his rounds..he saw the lady sitting in bed He can't remember why she was there, only how she made the linens look fresh A gentle touch, prescription pad, then he moved to a light joke The next week they were at a local bar talking music, movies, and life goals Months of courting, meet the parents, a platinum link and a locket A true gentleman...nothing up his sleeve, just a diamond ring in his pocket She wanted a short engagement. No purpose waiting...this man is her dream So, it's a wedding at the little church, brother's speech, his grandmother's ring She wants to honeymoon far away...While he'd prefer to lay low It was worth the cake though...Spent the whole month sunning in Turks and Caico's She was a perfect homemaker. Cooking, cleaning, and sex... He'd walk in the door, eat his dinner, and she'd let him beat it to death To him, she's the real mccoy...filled a void. Fuck this life alone A budding career, over flowing bank account, a loving wife at home He was at work when he got her call, and we'll leave it at this... Their first year of marriage couldn't have been better...'til she peed on a stick Re-do the will, increase the insurance, tell their family and friends Start the name discussion...he was glad to contend for "Gabby" and "Trent" The next week he's driving to work, there's sleet...better go slow He hits his brakes, they've been cut, his life ends in a telephone pole She gets the 911 call, takes a breath, gasps and tries to stutter He's in the street bleeding and that lying slut is at home with wire cutters Go figure...this gold digger made him die without a legacy She saw his money, weaved her web, and lied about the pregnancy Now, obviously that hoe is an insect... With dough as an instinct, ended homie's existence But at least he died happy, without knowing the difference |
![]() |
|
|