Posted by "Pryme-Time" Deion Bonds on May 2, 2004, 1:30 am [An image of Deion Bonds appears on the screen. Bonds is shown in slow-motion walking onto the ramp. As they pyro explodes behind him, the sounds of Jay-Z's hit song "Dirt Off Your Shoulder" fills the screen.] [A sequence is shown of Bonds both in the wrestling ring, and on the baseball diamond. Bonds gets a hit, and punches an opponent. Bonds steals a base, and delivers a baseball slide to an opponent. Bonds makes a great defensive catch, and he reverses an opponent's suplex attempt into the Pryme-Plex.] "I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force [A quick sequence is shown of Bonds laying a barrage of punches onto the skulls of Sheek Luch, Johnny Hotrod, and Gemma Lockhart. The next image we see is Bonds whipping Nitro into the corner and delivering the Pryme-Time Splash. Bonds then delivers a spinebuster to Jason Tuckah and looks menacingly into the camera.] [Now we see shots of Bonds during his heel days. Bonds trashes Nitro with a baseball bat. Then, Bonds spits on the body of a prone Outro. Finally, we see a slow-motion shot of the suplex from Bonds that broke Hawks neck.] [The next series of shots is taken from Bonds brutal battles with D. Leprechaun. Bonds and Leprechaun battle in a Peachtree Streetfight. Bonds ducks a chairshot from Leprechaun and connects with a standing dropkick. Finally we see Bonds and Leprechaun from the Battle For Seattle. Bonds punches Leprechaun and sends him tumbling down the stairwell at Seattles Kingdome stadium.] "Now, If you feeling like a pimp brotha, go on, brush your shoulders off [Next up
Bonds vs. SeX. We are shown footage of Bonds classic battles with Mr. Dude (Taranis). Bonds whips Dude into the corner and follows him in with a stiff clothesline. Bonds hits Dude with a T-Bone suplex and poses for the crowd. The next image we see is Bonds vs. the monster, Cole Christenson. Bonds ducks a big boot from Christenson and catches him in a Sambo suplex. Bonds traps Cole in the figure-four leglock. ] "Your boy is back in the building, Brooklyn we back on the map [Bonds vs. SeX continues. We see Bonds vs. Kai Scott from their recent Shockwave matchup. Bonds connects with some short punches right into the face of Kai Scott, backing Kai into the corner. Bonds Irish whips Kai into the opposite corner, charging and connecting. Next Bonds nails Kai with a baseball slide as soon as Kais feet touch the outside. Kai flies back, right into the guard rail, much to the delight of the present fans, who empty cans of coca cola on to him. Bonds goes to the outside and slams Scotts head into the railing. Back in the ring, Bonds hits the Pryme-Plex on Kai Scott for the victory. Up next is Bonds vs. IWA Champion Llewelyn Yr Penaig. Bonds spears Penaig with a football tackle and unloads a series of rights & lefts into Penaigs face. Bonds Irish whips Penaig into the ropes and meets him with a shoulderblock. Finally, Bonds tosses Penaig out of the ring and celebrates in front of his fans.] "So, If you feeling like a pimp brotha, go on, brush your shoulders off [Next we are treated to a sequence of Bonds title victories. Bonds powerbombs Big D onto the hood of a car en route to winning the Florida Night Life title. Bonds hits the Throw Dem Bows on Nitro and captures the Television/Tropical Sun Title. Finally, Bonds hits the Pryme-Plex on Big D to claim the IWA South-Atlantic Championship!] "You are now tuned into the muthaf###in' greatest!!!" [A shot of the IWA Florida Night Life Title fades into a shot of the IWA Tropical Sun Title, which in turn fades into a shot of the IWA South-Atlantic Championship Belt. The final shot of the montage is one of Bonds greeting his fans, "The Playas Club" with his trademark double fist thump to the chest. He pulls his Expos jersey off and tosses it to a ringside attendant. The camera pans up to Bonds face and freezes as he glares into the camera ] (Continued)
"The Following Message Has Been Paid For By Deion Bonds
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*Fade From Black*
"You are now tuned into the muthaf###in' greatest Turn the music up in the headphones.
Now, If you feeling like a pimp brotha, go on, brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go on, brush your shoulders off
Bothas is crazy baby, don't forget that boy that told you get that dirt off your shoulders"
Tryin to hustle some things, that go with the Porsche
Feelin no remorse, feelin like my hand was forced
Middle finger to the law, straight grippin my balls
Stab the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screamin
All the ballers is bouncin they like the way I be leanin
All the rappers be hatin, off the track that I'm makin
But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it
Came from the bottom the bottom, to the Top of the Pop
I been to London, Japan and I'm straight off the block
Like a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the block
I can run it back brotha cause I'm straight with the Rock"
"Now, If you feeling like a pimp brotha, go on, brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go on, brush your shoulders off
Bothas is crazy baby, don't forget that boy that told you get that dirt off your shoulders
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulders"
"Your homey Hov's in position, in the kitchen with soda
I just whipped up a watch, tryin to get me a Rover
Tryin to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir
Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya
But like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealin
Now fifty-two bars come out, now you feel 'em
Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling
In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin
with a boss b###h of course S.C. on the sleeve
At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen
I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean
No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real"
Ladies is pimps too, go on, brush your shoulders off
Bothas is crazy baby, don't forget that boy that told you get that dirt off your shoulders
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulders"
Me and my beautiful bi-atch in the back of that 'Bach
I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap
I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggaz scared of that black
I drop that +Black, Album+ then I back, out it
As the best rapper alive nigga axe about me
From Bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammys
The O's to opposite, Orphan Annie
You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for me?"
Ladies is pimps too, go on, brush your shoulders off
Bothas is crazy baby, don't forget that boy that told you get that dirt off your shoulders
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder"
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