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On these days of shining lies and some fake heroes
Money rules over the meaning of the sport
But an Irish fury is coming close in tiptoes
The big

for your thoughts
Wondering what I'm worth
I been feeling lost lately
Of the grid but still a glitch in the matrix
I couldn't fake this
Taking all I can

I like pro wrestling, and cars that go fast
Beer that's cheap, and titties & ass
I like explosions and fighting, and football on Sundays
Big four

Nothing left to say
I'm bored with all the questions
Nothing left to do
But think back in shame
Light has gone away
I lie awake still wrestling
What

Home 
Shouting from the living room 
Louder than the tv show
Tears in my eyes as my brother fakes a smile 
And cover my ears with his hands

Mom is

Home
Shouting from the living room
Louder than the tv show
Tears in my eyes as my brother fakes a smile
And cover my ears with his hands

Mom is

fake quanto il wrestling (quanto il wrestling)
Voglio i soldi di un wrestler (di un wrestler)
I soldi dove li Investi
Ti becca mio fratello ti investe

greatest wrestling moves 

Everybody they know acts like family at first
But slowly the list wears down 
Her friends from New York 
Don’t call much anymore

you be so in your own
World right now
Oh oh
You've been wrestling with my money now
Aye,
Our receipts longer than a mile, ow!
You act innocent but I

Pop tart, booty fart, landfills are cool
I eat grass, Amazon drivers be eating that ass
Chairs are for sitting, not wrestling
I love fat people
I

I lay here on the floor staring at the ceiling
I'm wrestling my demons devoid of all feeling
Searching for strength and muse
I'm not that smart, just

Showing me a way out, is this how my life ends?
No I didn't choose this hate that I must pretend
Putting on a fake smile laughing feeling empty within

keep
I been wrestling lotta demons that I've never seen

Erryday, I'm grinding, tryna make it up
I know y'all see me starting, never see me stop

woasrɛsrɛ wɔ Spintex
Make I even flex
Some fake Rolex
Den the 1 Gh ring on my index
All ma gees, all the real who be in stress
We dey search that dough we no

doing Interview and shit strreeeeet
I Talking Bout Hype I ain't
With the sneak dissin
I ain't with the tongue wrestling
I ain't with the new beefing
I

them in a bottle
Wrestling with God
Oh I know He got that wobble
Holy Spirit pick me up
You know I'm bout to squabble
Was deep in my sin
Jesus Christ

too sweet not the lite
Chop chop too fast just right

Asking us why we think wrestling's fly
Just a couple black guys with some Wolfpack ties
You can

the rope like
Watching Rey Mysterio wrestling ignore my
Ass to death but nah i'm
Lying she get the message
My Aunt went crazy off the shit
I do like every

what's real and fake,
Mind's eye open wide, but which path to take?
Wrestling with shadows, dancing with light,
In this cosmic dance, am I wrong or right?

Plannin' on discoverin' if i'm just a sinner in the summer
With no need to deliver a Crossface Crippler or a Stone Cold Stunner 
Cuz wrestling's fake as fuck

vogliono bermi
Sei finto, wrestling
Tu dimmi che ne pensi
No fake, no fake
Nove o’clock, tu dimmi solo dove
Puntuale come se sei svizzero e fai il clocker

Don’t think there is no time to say
I thought you would be gone away, oh
I’m wrestling up with my faith
And all along you was a fake, was a fake

pump, put lil' one out
Sometimes I be likin' - when seenin' chicks dykin'
Pissin' on each other, mud wrestling, and fightin'
Hair everywhere, sratchin'

Por dinero muero mira por mi mai yo no te miento
En un radio tu me siente y no me ve como el viento
We around the World fake Mcs al pavimento