Roc-a-Scene Vol 12... Already.

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  1. Tha Cunnysmythe

    Tha Cunnysmythe Unsavoury Negroid

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    Change of Heart
    Written by: 0-T on February 11th, 2005


    [ Somewhat unnerved by the beef brewing between him and Jigga, Game shows up at Def Jam's offices to straighten things out. Jay-Z, currently Def Jam's President, is welcome to hear what the Compton rapper has on his mind. ]

    Jay's Secretary: Sir, your 1:15 is here to see you.

    Jay: Aight Bleek, send 'em in.

    Game: Allow me to reintroduce myself, my name is Game! *chuckles*

    Jay: ....

    Game: Remember that shit?

    Jay: .... come on in. *Jay invites Game into his office*

    *Game steps in and his entourage tries to follow*

    Jay: I'm gonna have to ask y'all to wait downstairs. No disrespect.

    Game: Oh, no doubt, like Gwen Stefani.

    Jay: .....

    *Jay lets Game into his office and shuts the door*

    Jay: Have a seat...

    Game: *while walking towards Jay's desk, notices a 5 foot tall, 30 gallon container of water sitting in the middle of Jay's office* What's that there for?

    Jay: That's not important right now... so, you have urgent business to discuss with me?

    Game: Yeah man, I wanted to get at you dawg, like DMX.... you know...

    Jay: Uh huh

    Game: I just wanna clear up this so-called beefin shit... like Ice Cube and Common.

    Jay: I'm listenin.

    Game: Please don't let me be misunderstood, like Nina Simone.

    Jay: Why are you makin that face?

    Game: What face?

    Jay: That face you always make.

    Game: Whatchu mean homie, that's just how I loo- *catches on and starts laughing* oh, I get it. You got jokes like Martin Lawrence. Tha's funny man. *points at Jay*

    Jay: *points back*

    Game: Aight, so about this lil beef or whatever. I was in the club, like 50 Cent, then I heard through the grapevine like Marvin Gaye, that you wanted some problems like Lil Scrappy.

    Jay: Okay, well first off--

    Game: NWA.

    Jay: Huh?

    Game: Express yourself.

    Jay: .......okay, well first off I don't appreciate some of the comments you been throwin at my lil homie, Bleek.

    Game: You got this nigga answerin yo' phone. He's Mr. Telephone Man, like New Edition.

    Jay: But my homie is like my brother, and that's family. So it's like you disrespectin my family. You dig what I'm sayin?

    Game: YEAH! like Usher and Lil Jon, baby.

    Jay: *puts his hand on his forehead*

    Game: But I'm sayin though... all those comments I made was like a year ago. Why did you wait until I had a number 1 album to respond?

    Jay: ....I was busy.

    Game: I got people in my ear saying so and so is jealous, and Jigga miss being number 1... like KRS.

    Jay: Look here homie, any nigga can get a hit record. This here is about respect.

    Game: Like Gladys Knight.

    Jay: Aretha Franklin.

    Game: Word, I like her too.

    Jay: Nigga...

    Game: I got nothin but respect for you man. You're a legend.. like Dr. Dre, NWA, Rakim, Kane, NWA, Ice T, Scarface, NWA...

    Jay: Thank you man, I appreciate that. But I think you need to understand your place and--

    Game: My PLACE? Nigga you don't own me. I'm like Prince shavin "slave" on his cheek.

    Jay: Nigga calm down.

    Game: Nigga, I been crippin all my fuckin life. I swear to God I--

    Jay: Crip? I thought you was blood.

    Game: .................................I am.

    Jay: Nigga how you been crippin all your life and you a blood?

    Game: I'm BOTH, nigga.

    Jay: Nigga you can't be a crip and a blood.

    Game: I'm from Compton nigga, you can't tell me what the fuck I can and can't be. I been a crud my whole life.

    Jay: Crud?

    Game: A crippin blood, nigga.

    Jay: Did you just.... make up a gang?

    Game: *throws up complicated gang sign that includes the robot and cabbage patch*

    Jay: Listen crud, mud, whatever...

    *Bleek walks in Jay's office to check on the situation, hears the argumentative tone, and starts barking insults.*

    Game: Sup nigga. How's Get Low Records doin?

    Bleek: Yo Jay, you want me to fuckin handle this bitch ass nigga?

    * Jay nonchalantly tilts his head, signifying Bleek should handle his business if he wants to. *

    Bleek: AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

    * Bleek rushes toward Game, who's still seated. Game, 6'5," calmly stands up and extends his hand. Towering over Bleek, Game grabs his head and prevents him from landing a single punch. Bleek swings his left and right fists, desperately, unable to reach Game. *

    Game: Yo man, this shit here isn't even necessary. Not like the BDP album By All Means Necessary.

    Bleek: UGH... Stop name-dropping faggot.

    Game: Can I kick it like Tribe Called Quest?

    Bleek: The fuck?!?

    *Game launches a front kick to Bleek's face, knocking him back 5 yards through the door he came through*

    Jay: I see you have some skill. *Jay stands up and takes off his blazer*

    Game: *turns around to face Jay* Oh you want some of this? I'm ready like Tevin Campbell nigga.

    Jay: But you have a long way to go. *Jay's clutches his fists, and pulls his arm back in a Tae Bo stance. His hands begin to glow red.* I'm that nigga.

    Game: *looks at his hands and notices they're not glowing* Aw shit

    *Jay walks over to Game, slowly, still in a fight stance.*

    Game: I'm in trouble like 2Pac when he recorded in Brooklyn.

    (( Jay-Z begins to smack red sparks out of Game. The Aftermath artist puts up his best effort, but it's futile. While landing few punches, Game soon realizes that even on his successful attempts, he burns his knuckles on Jay's shield. A flurry of back-hands and palm strikes send Game into an unfamiliar daze. Jay grabs him by the back of the neck and drags him over to the 30 gallon container of water.))

    Jay: Who's that nigga?

    Game: *Disoriented* What?

    *Jay dips Game head-first into the tub of water for 30 seconds, while he kicks and struggles for his life*

    Jay: *pulls Game up* Who's that nigga?

    Game: *gasps for breath* Man what the fuck kinda--

    *Jay dips Game's face back into the water, holding his head down longer, before pulling him out*

    Game: *gasps for breath again*

    Jay: Who's that nigga?

    Game: YOU!

    Jay: Who?

    Game: Hova!

    Jay: Louder.

    Game: HOVA!

    *Jay grabs Game by the neck and left arm, and tosses him across the room into a bookshelf. The books collapse on Game and he cowers into the corner.

    Game: C'mon man, I'm allergic to them shits. Stop playin.

    *Jay calmly walks over to Game, now in the fetal position in the corner of the office.*

    Game: Please no more, Hova. I learnt my lesson.

    Jay: I know...but you have one more lesson to learn.

    Game: Wait... before you kill me, you gotta tell me. How'd you get your hands to glow and shit like that?

    Jay: I told you.. I'm that nigga. How you think a nigga with this face could pull Beyonce?

    Game: ...I just thought it was cause you rich.

    Jay: *chuckles* She make more than me nigga... guess again. *Jay points to his crotch*

    Game: *looks down, sees a glowing red light emanating from Jay's pants, and covers his face* C'mon man, I didn't need to see that like Stevie Wonder.

    Jay: Goodbye my nigga.

    Game: Nooooooooooo! No No No, like Destiny's-- *Jay covers Game's face, and he lets out a horrible, deafening shrill heard throughout the entire Def Jam building.*
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  2. Tha Cunnysmythe

    Tha Cunnysmythe Unsavoury Negroid

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    * 90 seconds later *


    (( Game's brother, Big Fase 100, and his entourage run into Jay's office, frantic and ready for confrontation. ))

    Big Fase: What the fuck goin on in here?

    *Jay-Z helps Game up off the ground and fixes his shirt*

    Jay: Nothin... just a lil miscommunication, right Game?

    Game: *puzzled, looks at Jay, then at his brother* Man... I just came to a realization.

    Big Fase: Wha?

    Game: There's so much more to life than this rap thing, this beefin...it's senseless. God put us here for a greater purpose. To serve him.

    Big Fase: Nigga what the fuck is you talkin bout?

    Game: I... I'm quitting rap and persuing a life as a minister.

    Big Fase: You ain't soundin like no crud! *turns to Jay* Nigga what the fuck did you do to my brother!??!

    Jay: Nothin. I think the brother just had a change of heart.

    *Game, still disoriented, stumbles out of Jay's office, reciting Biblical passages while his crew screams death threats to the Def Jam office.*

    *Bleek regains consciousness in the lobby, and stands as Game's entourage passes him. Game kicks him in the face again, knocking him back out.*

    Game: That was from God.
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  3. Rusty Hookz

    Rusty Hookz We Are The Aqua Teens!!

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    LMAO That shit was funny.. Classic!!!

    Game: I'm from Compton nigga, you can't tell me what the fuck I can and can't be. I been a crud my whole life.

    Jay: Crud?

    Game: A crippin blood, nigga.

    Jay: Did you just.... make up a gang?

    Game: *throws up complicated gang sign that includes the robot and cabbage patch*

    that shits tooo funny
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  4. Parental_Advisory

    Parental_Advisory Click Click Pow

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    this was actually pretty funny...



    Jay: But you have a long way to go. *Jay's clutches his fists, and pulls his arm back in a Tae Bo stance. His hands begin to glow red.* I'm that nigga.

    Game: *looks at his hands and notices they're not glowing* Aw shit

    *Jay walks over to Game, slowly, still in a fight stance.*

    Game: I'm in trouble like 2Pac when he recorded in Brooklyn.
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  5. THEDONN- closed

    THEDONN- closed pac and biggie rule 4eva

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    yoooooooooooooo

    what trhe fuck


    ahhyahahahahah
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  6. THEDONN- closed

    THEDONN- closed pac and biggie rule 4eva

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    the name droppin had me rollin like a mufucka

    tiiiiight work man

    fuck
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  7. acurate3522

    acurate3522 WATWUZUTHINKIN

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    Yeah the name droppin was classic..
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  8. night walker

    night walker New Member

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    when did this all happen ?!?!?
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  9. MagicDonJuan

    MagicDonJuan Active Member

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    Dead
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  10. devastator

    devastator Whut?¿!

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    haha, good reading
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  11. OrtizDupri

    OrtizDupri then you gotta BREATHE

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    Eh, not anywhere near as funny as the other ones.

    It got old QUICK.
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  12. FINK

    FINK This Is Me

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    it was pretty ammusing. I wanna see a roc-a-scene about jay vs. kanye at the grammys for best album. That shit could be funny.
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  13. Meta_Mayne

    Meta_Mayne Sup my Niger?

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  14. Tha Cunnysmythe

    Tha Cunnysmythe Unsavoury Negroid

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    Yeah, the earlier ones were better. This is better than the last, though.

    LOL! It's fiction. A Roc-A-Fella fanfic of sorts.
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  15. Seekwence

    Seekwence Hood Legend

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    the hell is the mumbo jumbo.....like fantasy rap shit...
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  16. >QUA<

    >QUA< Brick City's Finest

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    LMAO I read this another board
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  17. Winkz3000

    Winkz3000 Real Talk

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    Game: You got this nigga answerin yo' phone. He's Mr. Telephone Man, like New Edition.


    Jay: Look here homie, any nigga can get a hit record. This here is about respect.

    Game: Like Gladys Knight.

    Jay: Aretha Franklin.

    Game: Word, I like her too.

    Jay: Nigga...





    ^^AHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHHHAHA
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  18. gotband4nothing

    gotband4nothing New Member

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    this is fucking stupid... who the fuck would waste there time writing this shit?
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  19. bigcfk24

    bigcfk24 New Member

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    Jay: Did you just.... make up a gang?

    ahahah this was better than the last one with Nas. The ending sucked ass though.
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    Old Soul Nipple Nibbler

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