Post by Robby Marshall on May 13, 2010 21:29:34 GMT -6
You know what, NCW? I think I have you figured out.
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The scene opens to a dirty alley. There is a dumpster, surrounded by stray cats, all meowing hungrily.
All their ears perk and they grow silent, something is moving.
Suddenly, from out of the dumpster leaps a costumed man!
The cats scatter.
"Ha ha! Tonight, Pittsburgh.. Tonight you are guarded by 'Shady'!"
Robby Marshall bounds up the alley and onto the street, chuckling as he goes!
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We see 'Shady' approaching an old lady about to cross the street. She is bent over her walker, about to step into the crosswalk, when a car turns the corner!
'Shady' grabs her arm and pulls her back, just as the car whips by!
"Careful, citizen! You could have been killed! These streets are less dangerous, thanks to me!"
"Who the f**k do you think you are?!"
'Shady' jumps back, shocked by the woman's choice of words.
"Goodness! You shouldn't take such careless strides with your freedom of speech, citizen! And as far as who I am.. I.. am EXCELSIOR!"
The old lady grumbles and pushes her way past 'Shady', heading into the crosswalk.
"That's a fa**otty name. Don't touch me again or I'll kick your a$$.
'Shady' stands on the street corner, watching the old lady cross. He looks down the street and sees a crime in progress. A man and woman are arguing, he's holding a purse!
"Halt! Thief!"
'Shady' breaks into a full run down the sidewalk!
He quickly grabs a man and knocks him to the ground! The man struggles with 'Shady', trying to hold onto a large purse.
'Shady' pulls it from him and falls back onto his butt.
He gets to his feet quickly and rushes back to the woman.
"Here's your purse, miss! No need to thank me! It's my job, I'm EXCELS--"
"What the hell did you do that for?!"
The man walks over and grabs the 'purse' from the woman. 'Shady' throws his hands up, ready to fight!
"You're a jacka$$!" the man says.
The man and woman begin to walk away. The man puts the 'purse' around his shoulder.
"But.. I thought he stole your purse!"
"It's a satchel, you idiot!"
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The scene opens to a dark warehouse.
Welding sparks cast eerie shadows against the walls.
Rusted metal...
Broken windows...
The camera weaves through shelving that has various power-tools and scraps of metal shoved into them. The scene shows Robby hard at work at a table, welding something.
His face is covered by a welding mask.
As the camera man approaches, Robby stops welding and looks up. His torch glows in the dark.
The vice beside him holds a metal hockey mask.
Robby turns off the torch and takes off the mask.
"Yes, NCW, it's your favorite ignored rapper resident.. Robby Marshall."
Robby puts down the torch and picks up a shirt, putting it on.
"I've brought you out here to this abandoned warehouse to show you what I've been working on. I found this place on craigslist, so bear with me."
Robby takes the mask out of the vice and holds it up for the camera to get a good look at it. It's a hockey mask, alright.
"I don't know how you do it, Destructor! I really don't."
"I've seen the message boards. These fans, they blowin' up on your nuts. They see you strugglin' to be the hero.. They eatin' up every second of it. I wanted to show you that I could be like that. That I could be like you.. But i just can't. No matter who i try to help, it all seems to blow up in my face."
"So, I think I'm going to stick to what i do best."
Robby picks up the torch and lights it. The flame burns hot for a moment, whiting out the scene.
When it returns, we see Robby with the welding mask on but up, so you can see his face.
"I'm going to be the villain."
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We see Robby Marshall on stage, bouncing his head to a wicked beat blaring out the speakers in front of a huge crowd. The building is lit with strobe lights and flashing purple spotlights.
"Yo..yo.. check it.. check it..
My rhymes are like a freight train, when I bust on the mike, you better have your brain drained
you feel pain
I'm like a parasite, 'cause when my words get in you, you start to twitch at night
You get frightened, chalk white and lip bitin'
Tryin' to stop my words from stabbing you and still spikin'
In your memories I'm a scary ghost
I'm like Conan who can't figure out which show to host
I'm the wanted most, the most wanted
Ignored because I'm on the mike and undaunted
I'm hardcore
I'm the one who robs your store
Take the till and the honey buns, come back for more
But I can't get my head right
I'm just trying keep you safe at night
On the rooftops, on the ledge, the balcony
Look up, it's him! It's me
I'm back and ready to play
you better keep your kids away
On the crime scene, the robbery
You better pray that it's not me
You heroes you better watch yourselves
'Cause this villain is straight from hell
I'm coming through like a hurricane
Washed up upon the shore and up in your brain
I swirl and tear it down
I'm the tsunami that makes you drown
I'm rollin' up with a bag of guns
puttin' holes in your number one
I've counted four hundred twenty one
And I'm still countin'
Four thousand and I'm still not done
Now, I bet you're thinkin', what is his day like
Does he really act like this all night?
Does he go around to terrorize?
Does he have powers? Can he fly?
I just want you to know the reason why
I bust rhymes take 'em to new heights
Cuz I want to see fear in your eyes
Kill your body just to see the flies
On the rooftops, on the ledge, the balcony
Look up, it's him! It's me
I'm back and ready to play
you better keep your kids away
On the crime scene, the robbery
You better pray that it's not me
You heroes you better watch yourselves
'Cause this villain is straight from hell
So Destructor! You better get ready
I'm gonna make your a$$ all swamped and sweaty
You're gonna need the extra oomph
'Cause your gonna explode like 'Poomph!'
I'm not above armin' myself, bringing it to you like a bat outta hell
I'm tempted to strap myself, like a terrorist and shotgun shells
Doctor Insano? How 'bout some Drano?
Drink it till you feel more like your name-o
You sound more like Doctor Steel
Back and Forth, yeah, that's how you reel
Now let me amp the feel
And let's see if you can seal the deal
You tryin' to wax on Zelda Knite?
You better stick to Betty White.
I've seen your tiny hard drive
it's funny, it's almost inside
like your dink took a look around and said
"Hey, no one's around!
I've had no attention paid to me
I might as well go inside to pee"
Then it packed up and left town
You got a vagina in your pants now.
On the rooftops, on the ledge, the balcony
Look up, it's him! It's me
I'm back and ready to play
you better keep your kids away
On the crime scene, the robbery
You better pray that it's not me
You heroes you better watch yourselves
'Cause this villain is straight from hell
What's with you, NCW?
You think I got no love for you?
I'm tired of tryin to act
Like all your talent ain't smokin' crack
Everyman, you a faded hand, two deuces, like crap in hand
How bout you wish in the other one?
See which one fills first
Nah, you gotta believe in your Everyman.
I should stick to the match at hand
Let some steam out about and show my plans
A villain's got to monologue
But these princes are more like frogs
And we all know about the French
No one can stand up to their stench
No, I don't think I'll waste my time
Tryin' to bust them in my rhyme
'Sides I don't think they need my time
I've already won, this match is mine
So let me close this up, lock the chains, my time is through
I've got a$$ to whup, dish out some pain, stuff to do
But if you check this, my opponent set
You'll realize you ain't won yet
You got a lot a hard work ahead
I'll be strapped with dynamite, You're dead."
The scene fades with the crowd chanting...
'SHADY', 'SHADY', 'SHADY'!