Post by Joey Scala on Jan 19, 2022 3:42:22 GMT -5
When I was 11 years old, my step dad tried comin' at me with some fists and I popped that mother fucka. From that day forward, I wasn't allowed in the house at the same time he was by ourselves but he knew what I was out here tryin' to do. Stand up on my own.
When I was 17 years old, I told my teachers to get lost cause I wasn't rockin' the shit they was sayin' to me and I was done with it. School didn't need me and I didn't need it, not yet anyway.
When I was 22 years old, I robbed a man in an alley with a fake toy gun cause I was hungry enough for some cheeseburgers. I wanted the large fries, I wanted the large soda, so yeah, I took him for all the cash he had in his wallet and I wasn't done yet.
When I was 23 years old, I robbed a jewelry store. Yeah, I straight thugged up in there, grabbed some watches and left. I sold that shit on the streets for a few Gs and had myself a time that weekend.
When I was 17 years old, I told my teachers to get lost cause I wasn't rockin' the shit they was sayin' to me and I was done with it. School didn't need me and I didn't need it, not yet anyway.
When I was 22 years old, I robbed a man in an alley with a fake toy gun cause I was hungry enough for some cheeseburgers. I wanted the large fries, I wanted the large soda, so yeah, I took him for all the cash he had in his wallet and I wasn't done yet.
When I was 23 years old, I robbed a jewelry store. Yeah, I straight thugged up in there, grabbed some watches and left. I sold that shit on the streets for a few Gs and had myself a time that weekend.
I was never caught but I knew what I had to do next, I had to make a choice. Continue down this wrong path and be a criminal, or attend this wrestling school that was standing right in front of me. Ya see, when I robbed that man, I threw his hands and beat that ass. When I robbed that store, I kicked a security officer and threw some more hands. I knew what I had inside me, I knew what I could do with these hands and my grinding mentality, I knew what I was capable of.
So I made a choice, I attended wrestling school, I beat up punk bitches for a living, I run the streets and put New York City on my back every step of the way. I always have and I always will. But ya know whats funny? You know whats hilarious, Gemini and Vega? That what I'm about to do to you is exactly what I did to Chase Jackson.. I'm going to continue being a thug and a criminal and I'm going to bully the hell out of you.
I'm going to beat your asses. I'm going to destroy you. I'm going to steal everything you have in Action Wrestling and take it as mine. That's what Holden Ross and I are going to do. We're GRINDHOUSE.
You have momentum right now, cool, ya beat Team Extreme. Ya beat Fat Beefer and Old Striker, and we're going to steal the momentum right from your hands. We're going to reach into your pockets and do whatever we want because you girls don't stand a chance.
Come to the ring, do your best, give me your effort and time, but I swear to you, I swear to you on the soul of Patrick Ewing that GRINDHOUSE will be victorious. Then we're going to face Bentley Unlimited at Revolution V and we'll win that match too. We're victimizing everyone who stands in front of us. We won't be budged, stopped, or held back. It's time for GRINDHOUSE to rise to the top.
The grinding starts now.
He answers the phone. "Yeah, I'm here. If that's what you want sir, then so be it. I got your back. I'm meeting Holden at the airport and he's picking me up. You got it. We'll keep an eye on your match." He hangs up the phone and slips it into his pocket and turns towards a figure standing in a gym. Amar'e Stoudemire passes a basketball back to Scala, "Your shot. You have H-O-R-S..".. Scala smirks to himself and responds.. "And you?" Amar'e just smiles, "I don't have a single letter, bro."
Scala dribbles the ball before Amar'e asks him an important question; "Grindhouse still workin' for him?" Scala stops dribbling and looks at the hoop. He looks over at Amar'e and nods yes. Scala takes the deep three pointer and drops it, nothing but net.
The scene fades to darkness.
So I made a choice, I attended wrestling school, I beat up punk bitches for a living, I run the streets and put New York City on my back every step of the way. I always have and I always will. But ya know whats funny? You know whats hilarious, Gemini and Vega? That what I'm about to do to you is exactly what I did to Chase Jackson.. I'm going to continue being a thug and a criminal and I'm going to bully the hell out of you.
I'm going to beat your asses. I'm going to destroy you. I'm going to steal everything you have in Action Wrestling and take it as mine. That's what Holden Ross and I are going to do. We're GRINDHOUSE.
You have momentum right now, cool, ya beat Team Extreme. Ya beat Fat Beefer and Old Striker, and we're going to steal the momentum right from your hands. We're going to reach into your pockets and do whatever we want because you girls don't stand a chance.
Come to the ring, do your best, give me your effort and time, but I swear to you, I swear to you on the soul of Patrick Ewing that GRINDHOUSE will be victorious. Then we're going to face Bentley Unlimited at Revolution V and we'll win that match too. We're victimizing everyone who stands in front of us. We won't be budged, stopped, or held back. It's time for GRINDHOUSE to rise to the top.
The grinding starts now.
He answers the phone. "Yeah, I'm here. If that's what you want sir, then so be it. I got your back. I'm meeting Holden at the airport and he's picking me up. You got it. We'll keep an eye on your match." He hangs up the phone and slips it into his pocket and turns towards a figure standing in a gym. Amar'e Stoudemire passes a basketball back to Scala, "Your shot. You have H-O-R-S..".. Scala smirks to himself and responds.. "And you?" Amar'e just smiles, "I don't have a single letter, bro."
Scala dribbles the ball before Amar'e asks him an important question; "Grindhouse still workin' for him?" Scala stops dribbling and looks at the hoop. He looks over at Amar'e and nods yes. Scala takes the deep three pointer and drops it, nothing but net.
The scene fades to darkness.
