Cyril Wrecked
Cut in, Knock out
Slicin' like Cyril
Ref stopped the bout
Bagged up, Counter Strike
Like Dwayne before Hollywood
We rocked the mic
Crowds ready for a blood bath
Front row seats to die for
This ain't a GWAR show
But it's about to get Mark Messier up in here
On your deathbed, confess to joe rogan
Your girls in the air, I hulked her like hogan
Smashed your only Juul you wished you had dreamed this
Not the first time shes tasted my
This is what you call a nightmare
More broken dreams per capita
Locked in, rear naked choke
This ain't S + M, Metallica
Trio full of Hanson's, the foils in the sack
We packed, and you lacked, now you Inglewood jacked
No face tats, not Manson
The danger, we Cranston
Rocked from a right
Got me cage leaning
Clocked by a left
Galaxies I'm seeing
Planets in my view
Peeping like I'm Tyson
I'm talking Neil deGrasse, master chief hes the right one
Solo or spak we all starboiz
Cortana's for The Weeknd, tallboy lacroix
Don't pray for me, Chase got the Buzz
On that Lightyear flow, not Aldrin
Cut in, Knock out
Slicin' like Cyril
Ref stopped the bout
Bagged up
Counter Strike
Like Dewayne before Hollywood
We rocked the mic
This our turf, on our dirt
I know the best spots got a shovel full of earth
Paid straight cash for that tarp n' duct tape
My backup plan? Ya it involves a Lake
Oooo look at you mister macho man
Chest puffed out little dick in your hand
No fans, cept' your dad who was drunk in the stands
I am a savage were deep as the clan
Wu Tang Wu Tang
Shaolin style like Liu Kang
I dug your grave, and you're filling it in
Say hi to Mean Mark, he'll tuck you in
Got elbows if you're Savage
Feeling froggy, give em Eddie
No shooting stars for Brock
You back in the UFC already
My special move is that Gail Kim
You checked her out, now you broke your neck
Called the coroner, to inspect the wreck
Your controller break, did you disconnect
The lightings grim, in this evil den
Got an iron fist, on my whirlwind
Those biceps float, think you could swim
Pop goes the world, that's a shark fin
Pumping Iron like Ferrigno
Piling plates on plates on plates
Like Andre at the buffet
You cut the giant, that's a big no
Dropping weights like i do haters
Pickin up checks, I'm the waiter
A pinch on your neck? That's voodoo
Hex, curse, or spell, Shango he's got you
Packed house, three million dollar gate
Threw the right hook, ya wasn't even bait
Switched it to my left, nah that wasn't even fake
Wizard in the ring, the protector, the snape
Sucker punch, that's a lollipop
Sugar Moves, I'm Dippin' Bops
Ripped jeans, cuz i'm Wilder
Mom made me a glass jaw profiler
My nursery, was a sin bin
Bashed some bros, you're tagged in
Georges Larqaue'd a hot tag
Like McSorley's Lethal Weapon
I'm camo'd out, you're vineyard vines
I'll take whats yours cuz you fucked with mines
Daddy's not here, cant drop that dime
I'm in your head, on that RL Stein
Going Gorilla like I'm Monsoon
Get me the strap or I'm gone soon
Listen, I ain't no curtain jerker
I'm not doing jobs like I'm Bezerker
Mess with poindexter? I'll cut you like dexter
Slicing your veins, steady no pressure
I am the one you should worry about
I am the one the colossus of clout
Slicin' like Cyril
Ref stopped the bout
Bagged up, Counter Strike
Like Dwayne before Hollywood
We rocked the mic
Crowds ready for a blood bath
Front row seats to die for
This ain't a GWAR show
But it's about to get Mark Messier up in here
On your deathbed, confess to joe rogan
Your girls in the air, I hulked her like hogan
Smashed your only Juul you wished you had dreamed this
Not the first time shes tasted my
This is what you call a nightmare
More broken dreams per capita
Locked in, rear naked choke
This ain't S + M, Metallica
Trio full of Hanson's, the foils in the sack
We packed, and you lacked, now you Inglewood jacked
No face tats, not Manson
The danger, we Cranston
Rocked from a right
Got me cage leaning
Clocked by a left
Galaxies I'm seeing
Planets in my view
Peeping like I'm Tyson
I'm talking Neil deGrasse, master chief hes the right one
Solo or spak we all starboiz
Cortana's for The Weeknd, tallboy lacroix
Don't pray for me, Chase got the Buzz
On that Lightyear flow, not Aldrin
Cut in, Knock out
Slicin' like Cyril
Ref stopped the bout
Bagged up
Counter Strike
Like Dewayne before Hollywood
We rocked the mic
This our turf, on our dirt
I know the best spots got a shovel full of earth
Paid straight cash for that tarp n' duct tape
My backup plan? Ya it involves a Lake
Oooo look at you mister macho man
Chest puffed out little dick in your hand
No fans, cept' your dad who was drunk in the stands
I am a savage were deep as the clan
Wu Tang Wu Tang
Shaolin style like Liu Kang
I dug your grave, and you're filling it in
Say hi to Mean Mark, he'll tuck you in
Got elbows if you're Savage
Feeling froggy, give em Eddie
No shooting stars for Brock
You back in the UFC already
My special move is that Gail Kim
You checked her out, now you broke your neck
Called the coroner, to inspect the wreck
Your controller break, did you disconnect
The lightings grim, in this evil den
Got an iron fist, on my whirlwind
Those biceps float, think you could swim
Pop goes the world, that's a shark fin
Pumping Iron like Ferrigno
Piling plates on plates on plates
Like Andre at the buffet
You cut the giant, that's a big no
Dropping weights like i do haters
Pickin up checks, I'm the waiter
A pinch on your neck? That's voodoo
Hex, curse, or spell, Shango he's got you
Packed house, three million dollar gate
Threw the right hook, ya wasn't even bait
Switched it to my left, nah that wasn't even fake
Wizard in the ring, the protector, the snape
Sucker punch, that's a lollipop
Sugar Moves, I'm Dippin' Bops
Ripped jeans, cuz i'm Wilder
Mom made me a glass jaw profiler
My nursery, was a sin bin
Bashed some bros, you're tagged in
Georges Larqaue'd a hot tag
Like McSorley's Lethal Weapon
I'm camo'd out, you're vineyard vines
I'll take whats yours cuz you fucked with mines
Daddy's not here, cant drop that dime
I'm in your head, on that RL Stein
Going Gorilla like I'm Monsoon
Get me the strap or I'm gone soon
Listen, I ain't no curtain jerker
I'm not doing jobs like I'm Bezerker
Mess with poindexter? I'll cut you like dexter
Slicing your veins, steady no pressure
I am the one you should worry about
I am the one the colossus of clout
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