BEASTOFRAGE
11-18-09, 6:33 am
ever had the feeling that your efforts...your pain...your suffering...are being ignored..doubted upon..hated..your strength...not respected...second-guessed...it happens to those who dwell as prisoners..
we all have. why? cause we aren't champions. we aren't the cream of the crop. the not worthy ones. we have labels. our resolve is deemed worthless because we don't have the tools they do. the money. the life. yea. we don't have a chance at such. the thing about the top is that once there they never look down. their supreme arrogance makes them believe that the mighty cannot fall. they get comfortable. they relax. their resolve they think is absolute. they are pussies at heart.
what's the difference then right? we don't have what they have. the "champions". does that make us work harder? bet your ass it does. we train the basements and garages....our personal prisons. dirty...rusty...like fuckin caged animals. they treat us as such. unable to bend to politics. they don't give us a chance. fuck it. we don't need.
we hear the laughs. the doubts. it puts us into a blind fury. cause bein forgotten will not be us. our full-scale assault will be domination...something that isn't forgotten. we will take their fuckin pride as if they have stolen it from us.
time is now to declare war. i'm fuckin tired of having to succumb to their laws...their rules. its really our fuckin game. we're nuthin more but jokes to them...they treat us and laugh at us like animals in a cage but they don't want to be around when that cage opens. we are training ourselves to become more than just champions. the plan of full-scale assault has been made. we have something that "champions" don't have....the killer instinct. we have the killer instinct to enforce our dedication and desire through violent intentions to be the strongest. bein the strongest is beyond that of a champion. see your prey and unleash your primal fury against them. show them rage that is unseen. its time to walk the walk and talk the talk. numbers are only a gauge. becoming what they didn't think is possible...surpassing them is what is goin to happen.
will they be laughing? no they will be praying for mercy. will they look down upon us? they will wish they were us. will they respect us? they won't have a choice, they will. they say respect is earned. fuck that. its fuckin taken and it taken like it belonged to us in the first place. our prison is where we learn to be an animal. our chosen arena will be what asends us to being the strongest. there won't be any question about it. we will analyze our weaknesses and theirs. we will make their strengths their weaknesses.
make no mistake. this is war. they have declared it. they intend on keepin us in a cage..a prison. to control us. for we are not worthy enough to be on the same level with them. therefore, we will surpass them. we will crush their pride and toss that motherfucker to the wind. we will show them what they helped to create. we will take all what they hold to dear....whether it be title or record...it will be ours. they will bleed long before they have a chance at defeating us. why? cause we are nightmares to them. that thing at nite they fear will come and take what's precious to them.
in the end, we will continue to only get stronger than yesterday. we care not about being champions. champions are forgotten. strongest are remembered. our path of destruction won't be forgotten. animals who embraced their prisons to become what many fear we will become...
remember why aren't champions...because we are striving to do what many believe to be impossible. waiting for the day to wage a full-scale assault on those who call themselves champions. we are animals who are destined to become the strongest and remembered like hercules...
which side are you on,
TB
we all have. why? cause we aren't champions. we aren't the cream of the crop. the not worthy ones. we have labels. our resolve is deemed worthless because we don't have the tools they do. the money. the life. yea. we don't have a chance at such. the thing about the top is that once there they never look down. their supreme arrogance makes them believe that the mighty cannot fall. they get comfortable. they relax. their resolve they think is absolute. they are pussies at heart.
what's the difference then right? we don't have what they have. the "champions". does that make us work harder? bet your ass it does. we train the basements and garages....our personal prisons. dirty...rusty...like fuckin caged animals. they treat us as such. unable to bend to politics. they don't give us a chance. fuck it. we don't need.
we hear the laughs. the doubts. it puts us into a blind fury. cause bein forgotten will not be us. our full-scale assault will be domination...something that isn't forgotten. we will take their fuckin pride as if they have stolen it from us.
time is now to declare war. i'm fuckin tired of having to succumb to their laws...their rules. its really our fuckin game. we're nuthin more but jokes to them...they treat us and laugh at us like animals in a cage but they don't want to be around when that cage opens. we are training ourselves to become more than just champions. the plan of full-scale assault has been made. we have something that "champions" don't have....the killer instinct. we have the killer instinct to enforce our dedication and desire through violent intentions to be the strongest. bein the strongest is beyond that of a champion. see your prey and unleash your primal fury against them. show them rage that is unseen. its time to walk the walk and talk the talk. numbers are only a gauge. becoming what they didn't think is possible...surpassing them is what is goin to happen.
will they be laughing? no they will be praying for mercy. will they look down upon us? they will wish they were us. will they respect us? they won't have a choice, they will. they say respect is earned. fuck that. its fuckin taken and it taken like it belonged to us in the first place. our prison is where we learn to be an animal. our chosen arena will be what asends us to being the strongest. there won't be any question about it. we will analyze our weaknesses and theirs. we will make their strengths their weaknesses.
make no mistake. this is war. they have declared it. they intend on keepin us in a cage..a prison. to control us. for we are not worthy enough to be on the same level with them. therefore, we will surpass them. we will crush their pride and toss that motherfucker to the wind. we will show them what they helped to create. we will take all what they hold to dear....whether it be title or record...it will be ours. they will bleed long before they have a chance at defeating us. why? cause we are nightmares to them. that thing at nite they fear will come and take what's precious to them.
in the end, we will continue to only get stronger than yesterday. we care not about being champions. champions are forgotten. strongest are remembered. our path of destruction won't be forgotten. animals who embraced their prisons to become what many fear we will become...
remember why aren't champions...because we are striving to do what many believe to be impossible. waiting for the day to wage a full-scale assault on those who call themselves champions. we are animals who are destined to become the strongest and remembered like hercules...
which side are you on,
TB