D & J Over Dem Mountains (Part 2)

[With Zaire done speaking, Eugene can’t help but start crying again. Why? Because he is just that emotional and embarrassing. He is proud of his “friend” Zaire speaking out because even though he must promo on his matches, he thinks Zaire mainly said all of that because he really cares about his father Lee and wants to get pay back for it, when in reality, D’Lo and Z only care about themselves and this upcoming match.]

Eugene: Yes, Z! Show them who's boss! Beat their butts! Kick the crap out of them because frick them.

D’Angelo: Damn, you really going off. Not gonna lie, you kinda intimidating right now.

Eugene: Really?

Zaire: Yeah man, I can tell you would like nothing more than to fuck up Drake n Jones with your calculator or protractor.

Eugene: YEAH?

Zaire: No, shut the fuck up.

Lee: *Coughing* Son, you need to calm down.

Eugene: I am calm.

Lee: Oh, I wasn’t talking to you. I was talking to Z and D’Lo. Not sure why I called Z son there. Probably because he is the son I wish I had.

Eugene: Hurtful, but understood.

Lee: But look guys, I know I mean a lot to you. That your emotions will be high when that bell rings but you must play this carefully. Because even though you are easily more talented than Drake & Jones, by a country mile in fact, they do have experience on their side. This isn’t their first rodeo. So just remain calm out there. Play it smart and you are golden.

D’Angelo: Yeah, you really don’t matter that much to us. We only hired you because you are far cheaper than Drew Rosenhaus. So like Z said, we ain’t about getting revenge this week. Only thing we gonna be getting are those tag titles. Nothing else matters.

Lee: Oh…

D’Angelo: You really embarrassed yourself just now, and in turn really embarrassed us.. Might have to fire you on the spot.. Or pull that plug as I said before.

Coach: Be nice, D’Angelo.

D’Angelo: *sighs* I mean, I care a lot about you Lee. You’re very important I guess?

Eugene: Just don’t murder my Dad guys.

[Eugene looks up at RZD with his sad puppy dog eyes. But that doesn’t work because Eugene is disgusting as fuck. RZD are clearly bored at this point and were obviously forced to be here by coach. They don’t care about Lee. He is just another slimeball agent. If something happens to him he can easily be replaced. Because even though he has helped negotiate some of RZD’s sponsorships like Body Armour and Jordan Brand in the past, he really didn’t do much since those companies wanted RZD at all costs. So like already mentioned, D’Lo is bored as fuck so he is just gonna ignore everyone in that room besides his homie Z and starts his promo.]

D’Angelo: Ight so boom. Eugene you need to realize that Z and I, we are much more torn up about this than you are. A shitty agent means a hell of a lot more than a Father ever will. Well yours anyway, because he clearly don’t love you. So, after those douchebags tried to take our agent out, you clearly out yo damn mind if you think we ain’t out for blood. If you try to make shit personal with us, we can take it to a whole new level. Have you not seen the shit we’ve done? We are undefeated just like for the majority of our College Football days. We been trying to tell y’all what the fuck is up, and think we lying or some shit? We continue to blaze our path to greatness. See winning comes natural to us. We don’t get knocked off our game on the mentals either; so you can just put all that shit to the side. RZD understand our worth you know? We know what we’re capable of, we know what we deserve, and we know you ain’t shit. D’Lo don’t give no shits what you’ve done in the past, who you beat, what you won, don’t give no fucks.. And you know why? That is because you ain’t never beat RZD. You might think due to our lack of experience, that this match isn’t going the way that we may think it is going to go, but I’d like to point out ain’t no one been able to shut us up yet. We haven’t really beat top tier talent from what I’ve seen, but it shows as blueprint of what we are capable of.. Unless what, you think who we’ve beaten has been impressive? Do you? Is that what y’all think as legendary talent here? Bruh I been up against NFL greats who be playing in the league right now. We beat they ass, and shut all them haters the fuck up. Make no mistake we would be in the league right now, tearing they ass up, but the shit just wasn’t for us. But you know what? God gives us them obstacles for a reason; everything happens for a reason. As Z said the stars are aligning for RZD, and you can’t take that for granted. This is the real shit right here. I know you respect our game, I know you see us a real threat, and you should. Taking these cheap shots against our agent won’t change shit, you just showing your true pussy ass yellow colors ho. Do you really wanna get us mad or some shit? What we get motivated because you whoop some dude that associates with us? Is that really the plan? Or we just get motivated to get that chip? Either way you fucked all the way up.

Truth is, no matter what, we have more claim to these titles than y’all and I don’t even give no fuck about you feel about it. You can get in your feelings about it, you can whine and bitch, but I’m just keeping it 100. D’Lo and Zaire are not only born champions, but we went out and actually did that. We are National Champions in College Football, and that never goes away. As National Champions, we are high stepping into this title match with the utmost confidence. You may be leaders in the locker room, or well known wrestlers I ain’t give no fuck about that. All we know, is we are those mother fuckers that about that bruh. Now you can try to look at us like some rookies that ain’t worth shit. I get that, we been in the locker room, we understand you need to push your little hierarchy. But just know if you try to push that hierarchy onto us, you will be actually put in your place. We ain’t no scrubs, we ain’t got no respect for y’all bruh. The Tag Team Division was in dire need of the RZD infusion. They have flopping around struggling to find stars to help shock this shit to life. Then Wrestleworld was given a little gift. We could’ve signed anywhere in the fucking world, but we came here. You should be on your hands and knees thanking us for that very fact. Without RZD Drake and Jones ain’t got no relevancy, legitimacy, nothing. Otherwise who you fighting against? A bunch of nobodies that have no claims to success except they claims for success? Naw mean? Fuck y’all, what I mean is, we out here actually being about that life, winning shit. The only thing anyone else can talk bout is the shit they going to do. We live the life of legends every day, and we don’t need to tell you bout what we going to do. Y’all already know, because we’ve already done it. We just carrying over the success of another sport to wrestling.

All this talk about who a real team is, and who’s not.. Bitch? I trusted this dude with my god damn life on the real. Do you understand the trust you need to have someone watch your blindside? Like bruh we are Sundevils through and through, an actual team. Like the legit definition of a team. And you? I’m assuming y’all have had your little singles run, and only started to tag because you wanted to take advantage of a situation. We started as a team because we are more than a tag team honestly.. We brothers. We are brothers from other mothers, naw saying? We came into this shit with the soul thought of winning together as a team; no ulterior motives. We want success as a team. See we are football players, and football players have the team mentality drilled into they heads from the jump. All for one, one for all and all that shit. If your brother is down, you take a knee, you help him out. Football players put they egos aside, and they win as a team. Notice I don’t say I’M a National Champion? Notice I don’t say I won a lot? I say we, because we are a team, and I don’t succeed unless we all succeed. You pussies ain’t shit, you just frontin for the cameras. I bet yall don’t even chill once the cameras turn off. I bet y’all never even met each others mama’s eh? Naw you bitches ain’t close like that. You ain’t struggle together, you ain’t been through shit together. Can y’all say that? Like for real say that? I don’t think so, cuz y’all don’t fuck with each other like that. Drake is too busy being in his own damn world, saying goofy shit to pop himself. He don’t give no fucks about how it effects Tiberius, like shit, why the fuck you hang around this fuckhead? For the clout? You must be desperate to hear all this dumb shit he be spittin B god damn.

When this shit all said and done, you gonna find out real quick that we ain’t nothing to fuck with. RDZ finna win the Tag Team Championships and no bum ass Drake and Jones gonna stop us from shining.

[The scene fades to black]