Got Bored and made this, from the RATM cover. Edit it yourself if you think it would be funnier. For all those future Prisoners out there:
We want to just quickly send a nice friendly Rep Comment
to uh, Staff of Mods in WrestleZone.
Here's something nice and friendly,
Here's something nice and friendly,
Here's something nice and friendly,
and it goes something like this.
Fuck tha Admins,
Comin straight from the Bar Room.
Young Poster got it bad cuz I'm a n00b,
And not the other quality so mods think,
They have the authority to ban a troll.
Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't tha one,
For a punk mutha fucka with a Button for a ban,
To be flaming on, and throwin in prison.
We could go anus to panus in the middle of a KBs cell.
Fuckin with me cuz I'm a mark,
With a little bit of insider news from PW.
Searchin Wikipedia, lookin for the poke of doom.
Thinkin every Hardy is sellin merchandise.
You'd rather see me in the E-Feds,
Then me and Deadman chilling in the Bar Room.
Beat tha mods outta rep,
And when I'm finished, bring the infraction,
To mark off the scene of the shit storm.
No keyboard, porn and Red Bull.
A young n00b on a warpath,
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a Czena Sux Bash,
Of Brain Cells, dyin in TNA
Yo, I got somethin to say.
Fuck the Mods,
Spam! Off, What?
Fuck the Mods,
Yeah!
Comon!
Fuck tha Mods,
Yeah.
We want to just quickly send a nice friendly Rep Comment
to uh, Staff of Mods in WrestleZone.
Here's something nice and friendly,
Here's something nice and friendly,
Here's something nice and friendly,
and it goes something like this.
Fuck tha Admins,
Comin straight from the Bar Room.
Young Poster got it bad cuz I'm a n00b,
And not the other quality so mods think,
They have the authority to ban a troll.
Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't tha one,
For a punk mutha fucka with a Button for a ban,
To be flaming on, and throwin in prison.
We could go anus to panus in the middle of a KBs cell.
Fuckin with me cuz I'm a mark,
With a little bit of insider news from PW.
Searchin Wikipedia, lookin for the poke of doom.
Thinkin every Hardy is sellin merchandise.
You'd rather see me in the E-Feds,
Then me and Deadman chilling in the Bar Room.
Beat tha mods outta rep,
And when I'm finished, bring the infraction,
To mark off the scene of the shit storm.
No keyboard, porn and Red Bull.
A young n00b on a warpath,
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a Czena Sux Bash,
Of Brain Cells, dyin in TNA
Yo, I got somethin to say.
Fuck the Mods,
Spam! Off, What?
Fuck the Mods,
Yeah!
Comon!
Fuck tha Mods,
Yeah.