Post by vincejones on Jun 12, 2015 21:49:21 GMT -6
The camera fades into the New York Subway where we see Vince Jones and Keshawn Jones emerge from the parting doors of a Subway car. Vince can be seen muttering under his breath as whips out his phone and glares down at the screen as they manuever their way through the crowds.
Keshawn Jones: Really dawg?? You still checkin' that phone?
Vince looks up from his phone at his brother as they continue walking on side by side.
Vince Jones: Yo! You don't get it! The bitch been blowin' up yo mans phone all fuckin' day!
Keshawn Jones: What the fuck for??
Vince Jones: You heard that new D-Nice joint??
Keshawn nods his head in agreement with a wide grin crossing his face.
Keshawn Jones: You mean that "I'll Love You for Life" joint?? Hell yeah! That's my jam, son! And yo that bitch, Lisa Gomes, who singin' on that track is smokin' hot, dawg! I mean you wouldn't believe some of the shit I'd do to that girl, son! I'd break that bitch in half!
Vince Jones: Yeah. Well that....
Keshawn Jones: Lela and I be throwin' the fuck down to that damn song, dawg! Crazy thing is that my girl don't even know that while I'm bangin' her out I got Lisa Gomes on my fuckin' mind the whole damn time! Hey! But I know I'm not the only man feelin' that way, bruh! She the real deal!
Vince Jones: Aight, aight! Whateva, son! Jonesy hear ya, but you not hearin' V here! Jasmine kirkin' out ova that fuckin' song and shit! She been bitchin' all damn day about it!
Keshawn just looks back at Vince Jones in confusion.
Keshawn Jones: But why?
Vince just shakes his head.
Vince Jones: Its all some bullshit! The bitch talkin' about how that Lisa Gomes chick stole her damn shine and shit! V hearin' this shit thinkin' the bitch can't sing though...
Keshawn Jones: Exactly!
Vince Jones: But Jasmine got it in her fuckin' mind that she should be the one on that damn track, on the fuckin' music video and shit witih D-Nice, and rakin' in all that cash and shit! The girl tone deaf and shit yet she got it in her damn mind that she should be the second coming of Beyonce or somethin' here!
Keshawn Jones: I mean what can ya do, son? That's the fuckin' life! Am I right?
Vince Jones nods in agreement.
Keshawn Jones: Well, that's just the type of shit you deal with. You know that by now!
Vince Jones touches the screen on his phone and exposes it to his brother for him to see.
Vince Jones: Check this shit out, bruh!
Vince tosses Keshawn his phone and Keshawn immediately begins glancing through the near one-sided text conversation between Vince and Jasmine.
Keshawn Jones: Let's see. "Fuck you, V! You're a fuckin' piece of shit for walkin' out the door like that and not bein' a fuckin' real man supporting me!"
Keshawn chuckles to himself as he continues reading along.
Keshawn Jones: " Well, if you're gonna be like that your sorry ass betta not even bother comin' the fuck home tonight!"
Keshawn looks up from the phone at Vince and just laughs out loud.
Keshawn Jones: Ya girl droppin' those ultimatums and shit on yo ass, son!
Vince Jones: The bitch out her fuckin' mind...that's what it is!
Keshawn Jones looks back down at the screen and skims through the conversation until he finds a little tidbit that he finds to be really juicy.
Keshawn Jones: "And you betta not even think about the possibility of you gettin' any part of any of this! Why? Cuz you're fuckin' cut off for the next month, V! So, you betta get real close to your fuckin' hand! No pun intended, muthafucka! Cuz that's all the action you're gonna be seein' for a long, long time afta all this! You sorry ass piece of shit!"
Keshawn's eyes light up and grow extremely wide with amusement at the text and bursts out in laughter.
Keshawn Jones: Damn, son! She let yo ass have it! And I mean she really tearin' into you here! She threatening to cut you the fuck off! Tellin' you you gonna be jackin' off for the next month and shit! I mean she goin' all out!
Vince grunts in fury over the thought of it all and Keshawn immediately throws an around his shoulders.
Keshawn Jones: But you can't let that shit get to ya, bruh! I mean Silva Baron's your bitch for the time being and shit! He owns that Pleasure Dome spot! We might as well tell his punk ass that the hookahs on him for the next couple of weeks!
Keshawn shoots Vince a quick wink.
Keshawn Jones: Cuz you know how we do, son! The fun goes full blast when you got some hoes! And speakin' of Silva Baron...what you got planned for him?
The thoughts start churning through Vince's mind and a sadistic grin begins to creep across his face as he chuckles softly to himself.
Vince Jones: Hmph! The things the Jones boys would do up in the Plesha Dome, son! That shit'd be too hot for t.v! Nahmean??
The two of them start dapping each other up as they continue to push their way onward through the masses of humanity in the New York Subway station.
Keshawn Jones: And while we on the subject of bitches...what's the plan for the B-K bitch?
Vince Jones: Who? Beth Kenyon?? What really needs to be said, bruh? What the fuck really needs to be said? You'd think that a bitch her size'd be just a lil more humble and shit when it comes to the callin' out of yo mans (points to himself) right here! Who walked outta Spring Slaughta with that W?? If Jonesy remembas correctly it sure as hell wasn't B-K!
Keshawn nods his head in agreement and pats Vince on the back heartily.
Keshawn Jones: Definitely you, bruh! Definitely you!
Vince Jones: (nodding) That's what V thought! Now If Jonesy remembas correctly this bitch got bent da fuck ova backwards and Sentinel worked dat ass worse than they do to "bitches" in the pen! Yet Jonesy hearin' through the grapevine that he oughta be kissin' her ass?? As much as Jonesy loves to do his share of flippin', slappin', stabbin', jabbin', and rat-a-tat-tattin' on some ass V highly doubts that broad got enough junk in the trunk to keep up! Kiss her ass?? You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' here!
Vince laughs to himself and shakes his head at the thought.
Vince Jones: Bet Silva Baron was thinkin' the same damn thing just before the night of Spring Slaughta! Now he's V. Jones' bitch...literally!
Keshawn Jones: Say it ain't so, bruh! Say it ain't so! Say it ain't time for The One Man Dynasty to have to put that bitch in her place now!
Vince Jones: Hey! You know how it is, KJ! When Jonesy gotta get down he gets the fuck down; but, why give the man purpose?? Why?? Jonesy hearin' that he hit that sour spot with the bitch when he said facin' her was "whateva"! So.... what's wrong with bein' a whateva?? Huh?? What the fuck is wrong with bein' a whateva?? Everybody nowadays wanna be in that spotlight! They wanna be that centah of attention and shit! Bethany Kenyon was nothin' more than anotha bitch in the UWA to V. Jones! That's about it! Jonesy was beefin' with Ashley for awhile; but, V could really give two fucks about B-K! She was simply the otha broad in that Kenyon family tree! Jonesy can barely even rememba any key moments from the broads fuckin' title reign and shit!
Vince pauses for a second in brief recollection and then continues on.
Vince Jones: Its like there was Aerynn Donnelly, Jeszika Gotti-yay and her moment in the sun...
Vince looks upwards and takes a moment as he tries to recall who was next.
Vince Jones: Umm... the place holdah in the UWA title history that we supposed to rememba as Bethy Kenyon holdin' the damn belt, and finally we got Sentinel who walkin' around with the gold as we speak. So what the fuck is wrong with bein' a whateva? The bitch prolly wishin' she had been a whateva at Spring Slaughta instead of the punchin' bag that Sentinel used for sparring practice! Rememba Scarface?? Frankie Lopez was the whateva while Tony Montana wanted that shine, ova stepped his bounds, and ended up bein' the one gettin' shot the fuck up! See...whatevas don't get bombs dropped on they asses! Whatevas don't get tortured! Whatevas don't get examples made outta them! Its as simple as that!
Keshawn shrugs his shoulders.
Keshawn Jones: Damn straight, dawg!
Vince chuckles to himself as they reach the stairs leading up to the city streets.
Vince Jones: And what the fuck is all this shit about Jonesy not givin' a damn about shit that mattas?? This broad really must be inflatin' her damn worth in the UWA or somethin'! Jonesy went up against Freeman. That was kinda a big deal and shit! Jonesy steppin' toe-to-toe against Sentinel? Now that might be kinda a big deal to yo mans here! BK though?? Not so much! Hey! It is what it is! The only thing that mattas is Jonesy gettin' paid! So, V guessin' the bitch got two choices! She can eitha shut the fuck up and be a whateva...or she can keep on poppin' off at the mouth until Jonesy feels the need to shut her the fuck up!
Vince Jones just laughs at the thought of her and cocks his head to the side slightly.
Vince Jones: Funny how this bitch runs her mouth so much about how she was a champion, simply beggin' to be taken seriously by the Jones here! Well, its obvious no introductions are needed on the flipside! She and the rest of UWA already recognize and know the damn name! And soona or laytah V gonna be re-uppin' on anotha alias...the champ!
Vince Jones flashes the hand sign of the EDW, his old street gang, as the camera slowly fades to black.
Keshawn Jones: Really dawg?? You still checkin' that phone?
Vince looks up from his phone at his brother as they continue walking on side by side.
Vince Jones: Yo! You don't get it! The bitch been blowin' up yo mans phone all fuckin' day!
Keshawn Jones: What the fuck for??
Vince Jones: You heard that new D-Nice joint??
Keshawn nods his head in agreement with a wide grin crossing his face.
Keshawn Jones: You mean that "I'll Love You for Life" joint?? Hell yeah! That's my jam, son! And yo that bitch, Lisa Gomes, who singin' on that track is smokin' hot, dawg! I mean you wouldn't believe some of the shit I'd do to that girl, son! I'd break that bitch in half!
Vince Jones: Yeah. Well that....
Keshawn Jones: Lela and I be throwin' the fuck down to that damn song, dawg! Crazy thing is that my girl don't even know that while I'm bangin' her out I got Lisa Gomes on my fuckin' mind the whole damn time! Hey! But I know I'm not the only man feelin' that way, bruh! She the real deal!
Vince Jones: Aight, aight! Whateva, son! Jonesy hear ya, but you not hearin' V here! Jasmine kirkin' out ova that fuckin' song and shit! She been bitchin' all damn day about it!
Keshawn just looks back at Vince Jones in confusion.
Keshawn Jones: But why?
Vince just shakes his head.
Vince Jones: Its all some bullshit! The bitch talkin' about how that Lisa Gomes chick stole her damn shine and shit! V hearin' this shit thinkin' the bitch can't sing though...
Keshawn Jones: Exactly!
Vince Jones: But Jasmine got it in her fuckin' mind that she should be the one on that damn track, on the fuckin' music video and shit witih D-Nice, and rakin' in all that cash and shit! The girl tone deaf and shit yet she got it in her damn mind that she should be the second coming of Beyonce or somethin' here!
Keshawn Jones: I mean what can ya do, son? That's the fuckin' life! Am I right?
Vince Jones nods in agreement.
Keshawn Jones: Well, that's just the type of shit you deal with. You know that by now!
Vince Jones touches the screen on his phone and exposes it to his brother for him to see.
Vince Jones: Check this shit out, bruh!
Vince tosses Keshawn his phone and Keshawn immediately begins glancing through the near one-sided text conversation between Vince and Jasmine.
Keshawn Jones: Let's see. "Fuck you, V! You're a fuckin' piece of shit for walkin' out the door like that and not bein' a fuckin' real man supporting me!"
Keshawn chuckles to himself as he continues reading along.
Keshawn Jones: " Well, if you're gonna be like that your sorry ass betta not even bother comin' the fuck home tonight!"
Keshawn looks up from the phone at Vince and just laughs out loud.
Keshawn Jones: Ya girl droppin' those ultimatums and shit on yo ass, son!
Vince Jones: The bitch out her fuckin' mind...that's what it is!
Keshawn Jones looks back down at the screen and skims through the conversation until he finds a little tidbit that he finds to be really juicy.
Keshawn Jones: "And you betta not even think about the possibility of you gettin' any part of any of this! Why? Cuz you're fuckin' cut off for the next month, V! So, you betta get real close to your fuckin' hand! No pun intended, muthafucka! Cuz that's all the action you're gonna be seein' for a long, long time afta all this! You sorry ass piece of shit!"
Keshawn's eyes light up and grow extremely wide with amusement at the text and bursts out in laughter.
Keshawn Jones: Damn, son! She let yo ass have it! And I mean she really tearin' into you here! She threatening to cut you the fuck off! Tellin' you you gonna be jackin' off for the next month and shit! I mean she goin' all out!
Vince grunts in fury over the thought of it all and Keshawn immediately throws an around his shoulders.
Keshawn Jones: But you can't let that shit get to ya, bruh! I mean Silva Baron's your bitch for the time being and shit! He owns that Pleasure Dome spot! We might as well tell his punk ass that the hookahs on him for the next couple of weeks!
Keshawn shoots Vince a quick wink.
Keshawn Jones: Cuz you know how we do, son! The fun goes full blast when you got some hoes! And speakin' of Silva Baron...what you got planned for him?
The thoughts start churning through Vince's mind and a sadistic grin begins to creep across his face as he chuckles softly to himself.
Vince Jones: Hmph! The things the Jones boys would do up in the Plesha Dome, son! That shit'd be too hot for t.v! Nahmean??
The two of them start dapping each other up as they continue to push their way onward through the masses of humanity in the New York Subway station.
Keshawn Jones: And while we on the subject of bitches...what's the plan for the B-K bitch?
Vince Jones: Who? Beth Kenyon?? What really needs to be said, bruh? What the fuck really needs to be said? You'd think that a bitch her size'd be just a lil more humble and shit when it comes to the callin' out of yo mans (points to himself) right here! Who walked outta Spring Slaughta with that W?? If Jonesy remembas correctly it sure as hell wasn't B-K!
Keshawn nods his head in agreement and pats Vince on the back heartily.
Keshawn Jones: Definitely you, bruh! Definitely you!
Vince Jones: (nodding) That's what V thought! Now If Jonesy remembas correctly this bitch got bent da fuck ova backwards and Sentinel worked dat ass worse than they do to "bitches" in the pen! Yet Jonesy hearin' through the grapevine that he oughta be kissin' her ass?? As much as Jonesy loves to do his share of flippin', slappin', stabbin', jabbin', and rat-a-tat-tattin' on some ass V highly doubts that broad got enough junk in the trunk to keep up! Kiss her ass?? You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' here!
Vince laughs to himself and shakes his head at the thought.
Vince Jones: Bet Silva Baron was thinkin' the same damn thing just before the night of Spring Slaughta! Now he's V. Jones' bitch...literally!
Keshawn Jones: Say it ain't so, bruh! Say it ain't so! Say it ain't time for The One Man Dynasty to have to put that bitch in her place now!
Vince Jones: Hey! You know how it is, KJ! When Jonesy gotta get down he gets the fuck down; but, why give the man purpose?? Why?? Jonesy hearin' that he hit that sour spot with the bitch when he said facin' her was "whateva"! So.... what's wrong with bein' a whateva?? Huh?? What the fuck is wrong with bein' a whateva?? Everybody nowadays wanna be in that spotlight! They wanna be that centah of attention and shit! Bethany Kenyon was nothin' more than anotha bitch in the UWA to V. Jones! That's about it! Jonesy was beefin' with Ashley for awhile; but, V could really give two fucks about B-K! She was simply the otha broad in that Kenyon family tree! Jonesy can barely even rememba any key moments from the broads fuckin' title reign and shit!
Vince pauses for a second in brief recollection and then continues on.
Vince Jones: Its like there was Aerynn Donnelly, Jeszika Gotti-yay and her moment in the sun...
Vince looks upwards and takes a moment as he tries to recall who was next.
Vince Jones: Umm... the place holdah in the UWA title history that we supposed to rememba as Bethy Kenyon holdin' the damn belt, and finally we got Sentinel who walkin' around with the gold as we speak. So what the fuck is wrong with bein' a whateva? The bitch prolly wishin' she had been a whateva at Spring Slaughta instead of the punchin' bag that Sentinel used for sparring practice! Rememba Scarface?? Frankie Lopez was the whateva while Tony Montana wanted that shine, ova stepped his bounds, and ended up bein' the one gettin' shot the fuck up! See...whatevas don't get bombs dropped on they asses! Whatevas don't get tortured! Whatevas don't get examples made outta them! Its as simple as that!
Keshawn shrugs his shoulders.
Keshawn Jones: Damn straight, dawg!
Vince chuckles to himself as they reach the stairs leading up to the city streets.
Vince Jones: And what the fuck is all this shit about Jonesy not givin' a damn about shit that mattas?? This broad really must be inflatin' her damn worth in the UWA or somethin'! Jonesy went up against Freeman. That was kinda a big deal and shit! Jonesy steppin' toe-to-toe against Sentinel? Now that might be kinda a big deal to yo mans here! BK though?? Not so much! Hey! It is what it is! The only thing that mattas is Jonesy gettin' paid! So, V guessin' the bitch got two choices! She can eitha shut the fuck up and be a whateva...or she can keep on poppin' off at the mouth until Jonesy feels the need to shut her the fuck up!
Vince Jones just laughs at the thought of her and cocks his head to the side slightly.
Vince Jones: Funny how this bitch runs her mouth so much about how she was a champion, simply beggin' to be taken seriously by the Jones here! Well, its obvious no introductions are needed on the flipside! She and the rest of UWA already recognize and know the damn name! And soona or laytah V gonna be re-uppin' on anotha alias...the champ!
Vince Jones flashes the hand sign of the EDW, his old street gang, as the camera slowly fades to black.