Post by Zombie McMorris on Jan 5, 2020 0:39:22 GMT -5
Hey-hey, fuck you.
Yo, Logan, check this shit quick. First off - Ol’ Z is glad that you showed up. You didnt disappoint either. You showed up, proved you know nothing about me and then proceeded to -
*check notes *
.. Want to stab me.
Murdah son? Word son?
Beau Blaze Murderd me. Guess which one of us is still around?
I’ve survived stabbings
Impalement
Drowning
Drawn and quatering
That thing you do with the rat and the cage and cage and the fire
And the fire
And the shark tank
And the hot oil
And the nuclear fucking bomb
But please, don’t stop there - go read. Go look up the ZMAC archive of crazy shit I’ve done.
I’ve even survived the quickest witt of Derrick fucking Vayden.
ZMAC don’t die, I just slip back and forth, to and from the collective consciousness. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still fully confident that I ended you with a Home alone throw away joke but you’re still taking this seriously and I can admire that, if’n I could kiss another man on the lips but I’m not Tom Brady. And all you’re doing is walking into my trap.
Cuz by now we all knows the rules.
You post -> I win
You don’t post -> I win
You run your mouth like you know something and yup -> I still win.
But you’re dead serious like a heart attack in the fact that you think you can out heel me.
Look, you exist in this match for me to brutalize. Straight up this is going to be a no contest of me just curb stomping you all over the arena, putting you through tables and giving you that steel chair neck tie.
So in truth, it dont matter if’n you stab me in the ring or out. 20 times or 200. Slit my neck. Cut my head off. I don’t care what you do because I’ll be here next week and you wont.
Wrestlings funny like that. I’m the anti-superstar and the anti-world champion. Like when you think of world champions, you don’t think of Ol’Z and yet I’m a main event guy. Its pretty clear I prolly wont ever see it. I’m just a ‘gate Keeper’ I’m just a spoiler.
I’m just the guy holding down every other belt there is. But you and Vayden can hold dez nutz.
Its well documented that you never know what ZMAC you’ll get. The one you’re getting now that's just keep sweeping on a technicality and the other ZMAC that's going to win belts.
This is a hardcore tour. Aint nothing about you says hardcore.
Rather, it just screams victim.
And as the victim, you only have yourself to blame.
Because on the inside your ugly. Ugly like me. I can see through you. See your true colors..
And those colors run when you sink beneath them waves
And you’ll float down here. Oh yes, you’ll float.
Yo, Logan, check this shit quick. First off - Ol’ Z is glad that you showed up. You didnt disappoint either. You showed up, proved you know nothing about me and then proceeded to -
*check notes *
.. Want to stab me.
Murdah son? Word son?
Beau Blaze Murderd me. Guess which one of us is still around?
I’ve survived stabbings
Impalement
Drowning
Drawn and quatering
That thing you do with the rat and the cage and cage and the fire
And the fire
And the shark tank
And the hot oil
And the nuclear fucking bomb
But please, don’t stop there - go read. Go look up the ZMAC archive of crazy shit I’ve done.
I’ve even survived the quickest witt of Derrick fucking Vayden.
ZMAC don’t die, I just slip back and forth, to and from the collective consciousness. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still fully confident that I ended you with a Home alone throw away joke but you’re still taking this seriously and I can admire that, if’n I could kiss another man on the lips but I’m not Tom Brady. And all you’re doing is walking into my trap.
Cuz by now we all knows the rules.
You post -> I win
You don’t post -> I win
You run your mouth like you know something and yup -> I still win.
But you’re dead serious like a heart attack in the fact that you think you can out heel me.
Look, you exist in this match for me to brutalize. Straight up this is going to be a no contest of me just curb stomping you all over the arena, putting you through tables and giving you that steel chair neck tie.
So in truth, it dont matter if’n you stab me in the ring or out. 20 times or 200. Slit my neck. Cut my head off. I don’t care what you do because I’ll be here next week and you wont.
Wrestlings funny like that. I’m the anti-superstar and the anti-world champion. Like when you think of world champions, you don’t think of Ol’Z and yet I’m a main event guy. Its pretty clear I prolly wont ever see it. I’m just a ‘gate Keeper’ I’m just a spoiler.
I’m just the guy holding down every other belt there is. But you and Vayden can hold dez nutz.
Its well documented that you never know what ZMAC you’ll get. The one you’re getting now that's just keep sweeping on a technicality and the other ZMAC that's going to win belts.
This is a hardcore tour. Aint nothing about you says hardcore.
Rather, it just screams victim.
And as the victim, you only have yourself to blame.
Because on the inside your ugly. Ugly like me. I can see through you. See your true colors..
And those colors run when you sink beneath them waves
And you’ll float down here. Oh yes, you’ll float.