Wrestling
Wrestling - Freestyle- Smackdown 2003-01-16 lyrics
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Since when did the meadowlands become a place for Mexicans? Go back to Home Depot become one of their hired hands I got plans to take away your gold waist bands Your face is sorry like New York Giants fans My alliance spans mad untouchable clique Livin' la vida loca but my name ain't Rick Martin and I'll keep you starvin' like concentration camps Go back to freeways selling oranges on off-ramps The new champs untouchable like Elliot Ness Put a hole in your chest Eddie and Chavo ya'll are worn out like Mark Bavaro I used to love Lucy and hated Ricky Ricardo I got your number kid so whatcha gonna do the rap is over give it to B2 B2: Booya! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Some of us got to die so others can save their lives You heard it before, only the strong survive Untouchables be running this terrain Tonight we took the weak link out of the chain So the man of many names who wants his five seconds of fame Long enough for me to run Redd Dog up in the game Change your brain now we makin' the laws My dogg's got paws, and his claws are bigger than yours Hold your applause dude, I don't like how that sounds JC is pound for pound, the baddest dog around You can't keep a good dog down that's what they say Every dog has its day, my dog's day is today Run away I got to bark and he bites Step to us you get ate like scooby snacks