Wrestle Rap

Flying off the top Macho Man elbow Let me drop kick this beat with some ill flow Peep game as my story unfolds Backyard kings with dreams to go pro Weekly shows and a hell of a fanbase Folks went nuts to see me cut the homie in the face Crimson mask Yo I miss the copper taste Shot out to the homies who were there on fieldgate Gutters Place Dark Carnival was the team House of Glass skipped class to chase my dreams A Juggalo teen with the right time to bleed We got a real ring jumped on the indy scene Trained at 16 squared circle was my church Backyard to the pros ring rats had to flirt Wrestle Gods blessed me so I had to put in work Bodybagz that was me in the ring Moonsaulting like a Motherfucker Lightubes n Barbedwire bats Blood sweat in tears I left it all on the mat Superstar that was me in the ring Bodybagz slice em up slice em down G Hard as a thumbtack in my dome piece Mama said please stop with these crazy things Sorry lady lucid minds always chase their dreams Ended in screams It could have been much worse Me and D could have ended up in a hearse We weren't cursed in fact the time was just right Going too fast hoes, drugs and fist fights Hit the ground broken I almost lost life It had some hype though the fed kept pushing strong Said goodbye to the top rope life went on Artist with no muse luchador no more Blood on mat was what I lived for Those chair shots hear them echo out the door Men at war for the love of a good match Miss it every I hope my jump made an impact Thats that Buddha Man wrestle rap Yo Dc put em in the motherfuckin thumbtacks