I submitted a first draft of this last week, then decided to try recording it again and made some changes. Deleted that one, and here it is.

Lyrics:

Stone cold be stunning, Drop the T from stunting, pile drive em. only tombstones allowed in the big leagues. royalty like william reags. White shirts in the summer, we're the brood. for the love of mankind, no love for the dude. Rock bottom, but I'm not from samoa, Joe be seeing you next, nxt coming for you n words like booker t. fanny packs and jorts. report. jobbers time in the ring is short. Rey mystery jr, second rope irish whips. Sheamus is irish, but wrestles like shit. didn't ya know. Bro. I'm a body guy, I'm super tan and super fit.

Finley. loves to fight.

We're coming at you live, in your house tonight. 2 fall, kicked out towards the lights. Lights out, blood bath. Lights out, down you go like kevin nash. I smoked with RVD then stole his entire stash. I bob and weave, like lash, don't leave, after one mania match- stinger splash. Meet me at the beach for a bash. On a Sidewalk slam is a lame ass move, val venus , rhymes with penis dude. be DX crude, never rude like bobby. ROH before impact, so follow me. TNA dixie, I'll retweet you fifty times. wrestligs fake, fixed like a fixie written like freddie prince jr story lines.

Now I reference a tie around you neck, getting you fined. LETS GET SOME attitude era, forget reality and blurring lines. HHH talking for hours live, starting off raw- how many times? get the f out. Remember when the divas were good? No? remember when cena talked super hood? Remember moves on limo hoods? Close the door vince, you're gonna explode, maven was tough enough but only for r in create a wrestler mode.