Transcript
*music*
There's a massive inconsistency that I have identified with ghost stories.
Now, before we begin, I want you all to understand that I believe in ghosts.
I understand hell and demons and pain.
and tortured souls better than most.
I have seen ghosts, I have fought ghosts, I've dealt with ghosts.
when I was in a Romanian prison cell in a room
Trapped for 93 days in a dungeon, a room in which many men had killed themselves,
Of course I encountered evil spirits. Of course I encountered ghosts.
But the problem with ghost stories, the inconsistencies are:
that most people who tell you a ghost story
would never be haunted by a ghost, ever.
I'm gonna explain it to you.
ghosts have no interest in haunting pussies
Now, if you're a ghost,
You've died, right?
Pretty traumatic experience, I think most of us would agree.
You then have to find a way to transverse with Aikido across the different astral planes to get back to the physical world.
That can't be easy to do.
By the time you've achieved this monumental feat,
Why on earth would you bother to haunt?
a pussy who's scared of everything anyway.
Of course the ghosts come from me, I'm top G.
You come to earth.
You reincarnate and you think,
I am now basically invincible.
It's very difficult to hurt or harm me, and I can cause terror.
I can inflict fear.
Who's their biggest, baddest guy? Who's the best they got? Let me go get it. If you were invincible, that's exactly what you'd do. You'd choose the biggest, scariest target. Who's their number one? Who's the top G? Let's go haunt him. That's why when I was in the jail cell, as I tweeted, I had to defeat ghosts with my Aikido because they're not completely impervious once you reach my level of power.
A ghost would never go through all of this trouble.
to come back to our world, to haunt some little bitch who was scared of COVID anyway.
These people are already afraid! Why would you haunt a pussy? Or a woman?
Every time a woman tells me a ghost story, and this ghost did this, and this ghost did this, and this. I was like, listen, if I was a ghost, I wouldn't haunt some chick. You're scared of everything.
One, no one's gonna believe you when you tell the story, and two,
You're scared of most of life.
You're scared of what you see on the news.
You're scared to walk home at night.
Why would I bother coming and haunting you?
It's boring.
I would go haunt the big G.
So whenever someone tells you a ghost story and it's a woman or a pussy, just look at them and go, ghosts don't haunt pussies like you.
Pussies like you are not worth haunting. You're already scared of life. You're already a fucking wimp.
There's no point scaring a coward.
It doesn't impress anyone.
If you're a ghost, you want to be impressive, right?
"Hey look, imagine going home, you're a ghost. You come to earth,
You do your haunting.
and you come home with a story for the boys.
You've been out to war, you come home to the ghost land. You come, you sit down, you get your ghost cigar.
You sit there with the ghosts, guys. Ghost number one, who'd you scare? I tried to scare the top G, he broke my neck.
Ghost 2, who'd you scare? I scared this guy.
Some big...
gangster and mafia boss in Russia and I made him convinced that one of the people he had killed had come back to life to get him.
Cool, who did you scare? I scared a 18 year old girl.
Who the fuck? Why?
Why would you scare her? What did she do? Nothing. She was just in her apartment by herself, so I scared her.
Where's the valor in that story?
It doesn't make sense.
The ghosts aren't interested in scaring pussies and women. And it's always pussies and women who are telling me ghost stories.
Why is always some little bitch who's telling me about ghosts? I'm like, "Broth, I know you're lying because you're a pussy."
What I'm telling you now is a true story. Literally yesterday, some guy was telling me a ghost story and I said to him, "Ghosts would never haunt you. Ghosts don't haunt pussies." And he looked at me confused.
But now I'm explaining it to the world. Ghosts have no interest in you. There's no valor in the story. They can't sit around the ghost table. They can't brag about it. There's nothing about you that's cool or scary or interesting. Nobody knows your name.
Nobody knows your name. Go to the ghost table. Who did you call? Andrew Tate.
Go to the ghost table. Who did you haunt?
Michael
Roberts
- Okay.
So you're a ghost, you can go anywhere, you can travel across time and space, you can appear anywhere on the planet, you can haunt anyone, and you chose who?
Michael Roberts? Who the fuck is he?
Oh, it's just some kid who lives in Philadelphia. Why the fuck did you...
Why?
You didn't haunt a world leader.
You didn't haunt a rich guy.
You haunted a random kid?
in a random fucking house, some random liberal
You just haunted him?
Why?
Why would a ghost do that? It doesn't make sense. It doesn't make sense.
It doesn't even have to be a kid. I'm talking about it could be any age.
If you're a pussy, if you're a 30-year-old pussy, ghosts have no interest in talking to you.
If you're a man and you're a 30 year old pussy, consider ghosts like women. They exist, they just don't want to associate with you.
They want to associate with the top G.
Exactly the same.
Same story.
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While we're going on this subject, I want everyone to know that.
I have a very strong belief that they're eventually going to kill me.
"They're gonna kill me because they've attempted to cancel me, and I've become more famous than ever before because they underestimate my power." Upon my cancellation, I said to them,
My unmatched perspicacity coupled with sheer indefatigability makes me a feared opponent in any realm of human endeavor. And I promise to crack tech monopolies. I said you may control all the information now, but you have made a mistake. You have overstepped and made an enemy you cannot control who is more powerful than you can possibly believe. And although you control all the information on the planet, I will fucking beat you.
Anybody who's been paying attention to my story across the last year and a half has seen that I am winning.
I am winning.
I sit with the BBC.
the most prestigious news organization in the world, and I sit there and say, "You are liars. Be quiet."
and they run away with their tail between their legs, and they turn off the comments on their video because everyone knows I'm telling the fucking truth.
I'm winning.
Yeah.
Stage two is they try and put you in jail. We all see they're trying to do that right now. And the final thing they're going to do is kill me.
because I will not shut up
I will not sell my soul. They keep offering me $30 million, $40 million. Hey, this company wants to sponsor you. You just have to tone down your opinions. My sanity is not for sale. I refuse to sell out. I do not need your fucking money. I am not going to stop. So when they eventually kill me, I want the world to know that I will come back and I will be a ghost.
But when I'm a ghost,
It's different.
Because this is a message to all the fucking ghosts out there.
You're all
fucking boring.
How are you going to be a ghost?
and you're gonna go into someone's house.
And your plan to scare them is this.
*thud*
That?
That's it.
I mean, they felt this presence in their house. They felt like their house might be haunted for weeks.
And after weeks,
Eventually,
You move a cup. That's your fucking plan? When I'm a ghost,
Thank you.
"Brov!"
I'm walking in the house.
I'm starting a fucking, I'm not hiding.
I'm appearing. Hello?
Top G here.
Yeah, they killed me last week.
This house is gonna be on fire.
You have five seconds to run, all of you.
I'm going to just start lighting fires.
Blocking the doorway and shit.
Top G.
I'll be the most scary ghost. I'll set the whole street on fire. When the cops come, I'll set them on fire. When the fire department comes, I'll set them on fire. You can't stop me. The only man who could have defeated the ghost is dead. They killed me. They assassinated me. Now I'm back. It's all gonna fucking burn. I don't have no interest in shaking a cup.
No!
When I'm a ghost, I'm haunting four
Real.
You'll be driving down the highway.
You'll see a car just flip.
Top G.
It's gonna become part of life. He'd be like,
Top G's around.
What the fuck else am I doing? I'm on the freeway just flipping.
Fuck you!
I'm a ghost now.
What do you think I'm gonna do, shake cups?
- Tch.
And I still won't haunt pussies. Even me.
Even me with all the revenge I could have inside of my heart and soul that all these liberal cucked losers lied about me my whole life and tried to convince the world I was a bad person when I'm really a good person. I could come back and get all the pussies. I still wouldn't do it.
I'd still turn up and say,
Yes.
Give me a world leader who's doing some bad shit.
Let me flip their car.
Bye.
Now do something gangster. You're a ghost. How you mean I'll be a gangster if you're a ghost?
you
So what are the lessons here?
Ghosts don't haunt pussies.
"Ghosts Don't Haunt Women."
The day they kill me, I'm coming back.
Round two, top G. I'll still run my Twitter account.
Top G Ghost.
Anyone who's in New York, watch out.
I'll just be chilling. Ghost laptop.
Ghost cigar.
Go Starbucks.
before I set that fucking place on fire I might burn them all down
Bro, I can't fucking wait.
.
Yeah.