In April of 1887, Jack Dempsey stepped tha **** into tha rang wit Bizzley Baker, a heavyweight outta Buffalo New York n' knocked tha bigger playa round tha rang fo' four rounds. Cuz of tha rulez tha two pimps had agreed, however, Baker took tha win��"the 145 lb. Jack Dempsey had agreed dat if tha 180 lb. Bizzley Baker remained upon his wild lil' feet afta just four rounds, da thug would be named as tha balla n' shiznit fo' realz. And dat was dat ****. That was tha only loss Jack Dempsey posted between turnin professionizzle up in 1883 n' tha inhyped “lucky punch” landed upon his ass by George LaBlanche up in 1889. For six mutha****in years da thug was undefeated n' fo' much of dat time was regarded as tha dopest fighta on tha hood pound-for-pound, ta tha extent where da thug was considered a straight-up proposal as a opponent fo' tha then legendary heavyweight champion, ****y L. Right back up in yo mutha****in ass. Sullivan, whoz ass frequently carried mo' than 200 lbs. ta tha rang wit his mutha****in ass. This may done been suttin' of a reach, even fo' Jack yo, but it is legit dat he done cooked up a g-thang outta thrashin pimps whoz ass was bigger than he. “Denny Kelliher,” freestyled Da New York Evenin World of Kelliher’s 1887 contest wit Jack Dempsey, “is a funky-ass big-ass muscular pugilist whose weight is upward of 220 lbs.…still, Dempsey defeated his ass up in tha usual invincible way…Kelliher could no mo' land his bangin right up in tha hood of his ****in lil' small-ass but wonderfully scientistical opponent than his schmoooove ass could win a swallow wit a ape.” This was tha essence of Dempsey’s boxing, n' it hit dat shiznit at oddz wit what tha **** had gone before his mutha****in ass. Fightas hit dat shiznit always ta avoid bein hit yo, but tha Nonpareil seems ta done been tha playa ta make dis de rigueur yo. His contribution ta boxing, up in conjunction wit tha straight-up dope lightweight champion Jack McAuliffe, seems ta done been not a god damn thang less than tha legitimization of defensive boxin all up in tha expense of tha heartfelt slog ta tha finish��"but nor can his thugged-out lil' punk-ass be accused of abandonin his offense. “Dempsey done cooked up a cold-ass lil choppin block of tha big-ass Philadelphian up in tha fourth n' last round. Y'all KNOW dat ****, mutha****a! Dude counted on Kelliher wit both hands. Da crew went wild over tha straight-up dope exhibizzle of defness.” A legitimately two-handed boxer-puncher, Dempsey was tha sublime general of his wild lil' freakadelic generation wit tha mobilitizzle n' tha fightin intellect ta adopt whatever game was necessary fo' winning, sans drama. Da New York Evenin Ghetto is like right; tha “usual invincible way” is tha exact manner up in which da ruffneck dominated a era. Dempsey lost two fights durin his wild lil' ****in extraordinary prime, tha 1889 shocker against previous sucka LaBlanche (“Chizzle blow”��"Da Helena Independent, “Dempsey had tha dopest of it”��"Da St.Pizzle Globe, “Demspey was considered a shizzle balla at all times durin tha contest”��"Da Sacramento Daily Record-Union) n' tha 1891 drubbin by Bob Fitzsimmons. Fitzsimmons represented yet another evolution up in boxing’s lightnin pimpment up in dat late part of tha 19th century n' he marked tha end of what tha **** was likely da most thugged-out clear domination of a gangbangin' finger-lickin' division by any fighta up until dat point. Only a lack of truly pimped out opposizzle keeps his ass from scalin tha straight-up heights; but tha ease wit da ruffneck dominated tha thirty-plus pimps his thugged-out lil' punk-ass bested durin his thugged-out lil' prime assures his crazy-ass mutha****in inclusion.
