Post by Xavier Williams on Mar 22, 2009 2:20:48 GMT -6
"The time has come for bad things to end
The time has come for life to begin
The time has come for the war of the Gods"
The time has come for life to begin
The time has come for the war of the Gods"
Click, Clack, the sounds of a bottle top hitting a hard surface brings us into the hotel room of Xavier Williams. He pulls out a glass bottled Coke out of his mini fridge, he walks around the little dining room table. The TV in the background is running an advert for nCw. He reaches on the table and picks up the remote and he shuts the TV off. He pulls up a chair and sits down, placing his drink next to him.
Please tell me, please, for the love of God…
Pull your head out of your ass and see the truth.
Nelly, I want to know if you actually believe half that bile that you just spewed. I honestly do, because no SANE person would. Why?
This is a business… simple as that. And what we do, is a job. Now… I’m not gonna say I did this all for the money, because I don’t… I have a passion for this business. But to show you have that passion, you have to show that you want MORE!
You don’t play football and not want to win the State Championship, you don’t play in the NFL is you don’t want to win the Super Bowl. You don’t play in the NBA if you don’t want to be holding up that trophy in the end.
You don’t step into that ring if you don’t want to hold up the big belt in the end.
So I think… what is the Revolution about in the end?
Selling your dreams down the river? Is that what it is… Am I wonrg because I WANT to be champion am I wrong because I want to be champion…
Is it wrong to have goals?
Xavier takes another sip of his coke as he stands up and starts to walks around the table.
It’s easy to stand on the outside of and look inside the box and judge. It’s easier to do this with that ‘holier than thou’ attitude that the Revolution has adapted.
It’s easy to preach to the choir when they’re al mindless sheep… and that us what you’ve become…
Sheep.
He places the drink on the table, and he drops his head a little bit as he laughs a little bit, not much, but a slight chuckle.
You know when the Age of the Revolution first started, we came out to “Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums”, it’s not a bad song. In fact, I suggest you sit down and listen to it. It speaks about people being brainwashed, people following a leader, as if he was a pied piper.
And they follow him, to their doom. And after hearing you speak, I wonder if you are thinking for yourself… but maybe you are, but it comes off a preachy.
If I wanted a preacher, I’d hop the Subway down to Brooklyn and sit it on a church. But you see… to preach; you have to talk to the WILLING! They have to WANT to hear what you are saying…
It’s like you’re talking, and everyone has their back turned to you. No one want to be preached to.
And I’m sure as hell, am not… I’m looking for competition. I’m looking to be the best, why… because that is what we do here, you strive to be the best.
nCw can only thrive with the BEST at its helm. When that bell rings, Nelly, I want competition, I don’t want a lesson… I want action.
Xavier leans forwards on the table placing his hands on the table, bracing himself.
You want to purify nCw… then fight…
Xavier slams his fist into the table
FIGHT ME! SHOW ME THAT YOU DESERVE TO BE HERE!
Don’t bitch about it, don’t bitch about being a champion… you have a duty to fulfill and that is to uphold that HONOR of those 10 pounds of gold you hold around should waist.
I want NELLY ANGEL’S BEST! I want to see what you got.
Leave all that talk for the promos… when that bell rings, I want to see Nelly Angel at his best… I want to see if Nelly Angel will give ALL he has, not only for the win, not only to retain that title, but to prove if he is really fighting for nCw.
If you want to save someone… go to church and pray…
I want to fight, and if you want to fight… then step into that ring… but if you’re not gonna fight… if you’re gonna hold back, even an INCH… I promise you…
I will destroy you.
I’m not looking for a Revolution… I’m looking for a warrior.
Words don’t win wars…
Actions do.
It's time for you to learn, that God lies, he lies to get his minions to do his dirty work. He sent others to die for him... in his name.
Xavier grabs his coke and finishes it, he takes the cap and the bottle and tosses it into the waste basket beside the couch. He walks into his bedroom, and that will end the promo.