A/N- Ted's back! Life is good. I wrote a story to celebrate his return. It might help if you read my previous story "And The Winner Is" to have just a little idea on this. It might help to understand. It's not totally necessary though. Since Ted returned, you guys should let me know what you think of this, and review! Please? I could possibly add a second part to this, I'm not sure though.
Rapping With the Master
Your time is up, my time is now
My name's Chris Jericho so you better bow
They call Triple H the king of kings
But yo, I'm the king of bling bling
Carlito spits in the face of people who aren't cool
If you don't know me, then your a first class fool
Ted and Cody are the top team
Too bad I'm the one in the girls' dream
You hear the clock ticking, tick, tock
With Jericho here up goes the WWE stock
Vinnie Mac says you got no chance in hell
People think I'm an angel from heaven who fell
Stephanie says she's all grown up
What's that? My face on a cup
Randy Orton hears different voices in his head
Girls would do anything to get in my bed
My name's Chris Jericho
And I'm gonna make your sexual juices flow
"Okay, stop!" Cody stopped him before he could go any further.
"So that's not a good one?" Chris stopped his rap and looked at Cody.
"It's good, but it's not what you need."
"I thought it was great Chris."
"Ever since you returned Ted, you have done nothing but suck up to him." Cody rolled his eyes at his friend.
"Just because I like the song doesn't mean I am sucking up. Sucking seems like something you'd do." Ted gave a victory smirk at that last statement.
"Enough children. Could we focus on what's important here, me?" Chris interrupted. How dare these two disrupt him?
"Fine. Do you have any other songs...composed?" Cody used the word loosely for quite a few reasons.
"It just so happens I do." Chris switched the CD to a new song.
What can I do to make you see You put me in these matches I
You're not good enough to fire me
I don't know who you think you are
But definitely not up there with me on par
Yeah you might be his daughter
But I'm a ticket selling starter
I'm better than you
Grow up and get a clue
Hey now, it's not my fault your brothers a perv
It's obvious how much you want me
I'm WWE's biggest commodity
You put me in these matches I
Chris stood with his arms crossed as the song ended. He was more than proud of himself with that one. Cody and Ted would surely love it.
"No. Still not what you need. It focuses too much on your hate for Steph." Cody pointed out.
"Was it that obvious it was about her?" Chris tried to make it subtle when writing it.
"It had a good beat to it Christoper."
"Why thank you Theodore. I'm glad someone has good taste." Chris shot daggers at Cody.
"We don't have all day Chris, this thing is happening tonight. Do you have anything else?" Cody was becoming annoyed. Chris waited till the last possible moment to ask for their opinions.
"I have one more song assclown. I didn't want it to come to this though. It's not very nice." Chris admitted.
"Is anything you do, say, or write ever nice?" Cody mumbled.
"Hold your ears Ted, you're too sensitive for this." Ted immediately covered his ears with his hands like a third grader would if they heard the word hell.
"Put your damn hands down." Cody said slapping at Ted's arms. He needed new friends. Badly.
"Shh, my song is coming on." Chris hushed both of them.
Yeah he says it's his time
His wrestling is like a harmful crime
It'll hurt your eyes
Everyone will break out into cries
Pro wrestling will be gone
Wrestler's will be auditioning for Breaking Dawn
It'll be all his fault
Chain gang soldiers; no longer a cult
They'll be asking, hey where's Chris
Enter sadness exit bliss
You'll be begging for me to be champ again
Take you to a world where you've never been
Don't mistaken me for Jesus
I'm way too prestigious
I'm better than him
I'm just going out on a limb
What's that? I shot a baby fawn?
Hell no, that' just John
"That was amazing Chris."
"It...it actually was." Cody agreed for once.
"You think I'll win?" Chris asked hopefully.
"No doubt." Ted assured him.
"Good. That talent show is mine this year."
First place, here here comes.