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GOD bestowed a dream upon Bob Kane. Blessed with divine inspiration and a rich imagination, Bob created a legacy known as BATMAN.
Introduced in a May 1939 comic book, Batman grew from a tiny acorn into an American Icon. A ‘Hand of God’ creation, Batman and his world personify the eternal struggle of good versus evil, with GOD's laws prevailing in the end.
Bob Kane, Bruce Wayne, Batman – they are one and the same. Bob infused his dual identity character with his own attributes: goodness, kindness, compassion, sensitivity, generosity, intelligence, integrity, courage, purity of spirit, a love of all mankind.
Batman is known as the "Dark Knight," but through his deeds he walks in the Light of a Higher Power, as did his creator – Bob Kane!
[Intro] Ah Look
[Verse] I could never be nobody number-one fan
Your first number one, I had to put it in your hand
You pussies can't get booked outside America for nan'
I'm out in Tokyo because I'm big in Japan I'm the hit maker y'all depend on Tough on record, in my city it was friend zone You won't ever take no chain off of us How the fuck you big steppin' with a size seven men's on? This the bark with the bite, nigga, what's up? I know my picture on the wall when y'all cook up Extortion baby, whole career you been shook up 'Cause Top told you drop and give me fifty like some push-ups, huh Your last one bricked, you really not on shit They make excuses for you 'cause they hate to see me lit Pull your contract 'cause we gotta see the split Ayy, the way you doin' splits, bitch, your pants might rip You better do that motherfuckin' show inside the bitty Maroon 5 need a verse, you better make it witty Then we need a verse for the Swifties Top say drop, you better drop and give 'em fifty Pipsqueak, pipe down You ain't in no Big Three, SZA got you wiped down Travis got you wiped down, Savage got you wiped down Like your label, boy, you in a scope right now And you gon' feel the aftermath of what I write down I'm at the top of the mountain, so you tight now Just to have this talk with yo' ass, I had to hike down Big difference between Mike then and Mike now What the fuck is this, a twenty-V-one, nigga? What's a prince to a king? He a son, nigga I get more love in the city that you from, nigga Metro, shut your hoe ass up and make some drums, nigga Yeah, I'm the 6ix god, I'm the frontrunner Y'all nigga manager was Chubbs lil' blunt runner Claim the 6ix, and you boys ain't even come from it And when you boys got rich, you had to run from it Cash blowin' Abel bread, out here trickin' Shit we do for bitches he doin' for niggas Jets, whips, chains, wicked, wicked, wicked Spend it like you tryna fuck, boy, you trippin' Drizzy Chip 'n Dale, probably got your bitch Chanel I just got undone, boy, don't make me have to chip a nail Rolling Loud stage, y'all were turnt, that was slick as hell Lucky that your dawg lil' BM doesn't kiss and tell Hugs and kisses, man, don't tell me 'bout no switches I be rockin' every fuckin' chain I own next visit I be with some bodyguards like Whitney Top stay drop, your little midget ass better fuckin'- Ayy, better drop and give me fifty, ayy Drop and give me fifty, drop and give me fifty Niggas really got me out here talkin' like I'm 50, ayy Niggas really got me out here rappin' what I'm livin' I might take your latest girl and cuff her like I'm Ricky Can't believe he jumpin' in, this nigga turnin' fifty Every song that made it on the chart, he got from Drizzy Worry 'bout whatever goin' on with you and- (Uh) Ayy, shoutout to the hooper that be bustin' out the griddy I know why you mad, nigga, I ain't even trippin' I ain't even rappin' after this, I'm way too busy This for all the top dogs, drop and give me fifty, drop-drop And that fuckin' song y'all got is not startin' beef with us This shit been brewin' in a pot, now I'm heatin' up I don't care what Cole think, that Dot shit was weak as fuck Champagne trippin', he is not fuckin' easin' up Nigga called up Top to see if Top wanna peace it up "Top, wanna peace it up? Top, wanna peace it up?" Nah, pussy, now you on your own when you speakin' up You done rolled deep to this, it's not fuckin' deep enough Beggin' Kai Cenat when you not fuckin' beatin' us Numbers-wise, I'm out of here, you not fuckin' creepin' up Money-wise, I'm out of here, you not fuckin' sneakin' up Cornball, your show money merch-money fee to us I'ma let you niggas work it out, because I seen enough This ain't even everything I know, don't wake a demon up This ain't even everything I know, don't wake a demon up Drop and give me fifty, all you fuck niggas teamin' up What? What? Teamin' up with all of y'all, fallin' like some dominoes Bros turnin' hoes, dawg, like I ain't got enough of those I can't wait to see how far you niggas get to reachin' now This the closest thing you niggas gettin' to a feature now Backpedal gang 'cause a few of y'all been reachin' out Y'all drew the line, what the fuck we gotta speak about? Get your fuckin' head tapped, you niggas get to peekin' out You had a song for four years, drop that shit and shut your mouth
[Outro] Shut your mouth, nigga It's me twice in my Big Three, I had to leave you out Fuckin' dumb-ass nigga
I officially hate this game. I'm done playing whatever tf this is? Call it what you want but it's anything but Tekken. After 900 hours in I try to play honest but I can see every flaw in 4K. Before booting Tekken 8 up this morning I felt great. After exactly one match all that went away. I assure you, you'll hear no more bitching, moaning or input from me on this board anymore.
I'm wiping my hands clean from this cesspool of a game. There is no update that can save it at this point. The core game is anti fun, the execution has failed what Tekken 1 to 7 has done.
After 20 matches of stutter, shenanigans and tom foolery I am literally sick to my stomach. Seething from my eyes the sight of this abomination called Tekken 8 has out stayed it's welcome in my household.
Taking up proximity 79.79GB on my PS5 console. The plugging, unbalanceness and turtling will cease to end. I will no longer torment and subject myself to this abuse.
In closing, Tekken 8 has left a terrible taste in my mouth to the point where I am visibly unhinged and out right pissed! There will be no goodbyes cause this is it!!! #%!# TEKKEN!
Based on the original ‘They targeted gamers‘ copypasta that started from a comment on Reddit.
They targeted clowns.
Clowns
We're a group of people who will sit for hours, days, even weeks on end performing some of the hardest, most mentally demanding tasks. Over, and over, and over all for nothing more than a little digital token saying we did.
We'll punish our selfs doing things others would consider torture, because we think it's fun.
We'll spend most if not all of our free time min maxing the stats of a fictional character all to draw out a single extra point of damage per second.
Many of us have made careers out of doing just these things: slogging through the grind, all day, the same quests over and over, hundreds of times to the point where we know evety little detail such that some have attained such gamer nirvana that they can literally clown blindfolded.
Do these people have any idea how many controllers have been smashed, systems over heated, disks and carts destroyed 8n frustration? All to latter be referred to as bragging rights?
These people honestly think this is a battle they can win? They take our media? We're already building a new one without them. They take our devs? Clowns aren't shy about throwing their money else where, or even making the games our selves. They think calling us clowns, clowns, clown apologists is going to change us? We've been called clowns by prepubescent 10 year olds with a shitty head set. They picked a fight against a group that's already clowns. Clowns enjoy the battle of attrition they've threatened us with. Clowns take it as a challange when they tell us we no longer matter. Our obsession with proving we can after being told we can't is so deeply ingrained from years of dealing with big clowns and friends laughing at how pathetic we used to be that proving you people wrong has become a very real need; a honed reflex.
Clowms are competative, hard core, by nature. Clowns love a challange. The worst thing you did in all of this was to challange us. You're not special, you're not original, you're not the first; this is just another boss fight.
