Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, holy shit
Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, holy shit
Smackdown 99, remix
Uh, I, what? Let me tell you a story though, ay
Corporate ministries forged the industry
Used to neglect us, now we had to force the entry
Offended me? Nah, I knew we'd be on eventually
DDTs on MP3s, PPVs at Wimbledon
We preceded infamy, sneaky Kushgar link up
Now players get they pep cups, nations get they fist up
Worldwide they tripped up, 3MB who they disgust
From the boss man with a nightstick or a fight stick
Got it zipped up, it's a body bag, no Darby
Got a three-man band, that's the army
Hoodie on like Shelton and Charlie
Got your body peeled off in a Harley
Now let me set the scene
I went from general admission in the mezzanine
To center stage getting green
Why? 'Cause the flow is ridiculous
My homies is infamous, I'm so inconspicuous
The tension so thick that Castor and Lois get scissor it
Apocalyptic vocals stopping you with chokeholds
How can this be local? Ran the driver, talk about you no fool
Let's go
I was breaking the pack down
The rock was laying a smackdown
Trips back and forth on a Greyhound
Pop-up shots in a new town
Detroit to Ohio
Got your big boss man that's a 5-0
The tactics that we use for survival
Tips and tricks magazine with the Bible
Cause God with us so the eyes low
They be thinking they gots but they so-so
Made his money on the Indians, never went pro
Extendo on his contract now he can't go
Went to many big spots, now he's back one
Now he's sitting on the shelf
If you smell what I'm cooking, not Raekwon but I'm the chef
You looking like a meal and in the ring you getting stretched
What's the point if you're not the best?
Where's the bridge in your German suplex?
Now you on an island all by yourself
One man win, then a team do
Three-man band after real crew
Things look bigger in the rear view
We in our own lane watching steer through
Shades on with blinders
We click the outsiders
We too sweet franchisors
King of the ring, your highness
But they never could outgrind us
Or outshine us
My time's now and your time's up
I was watching Smackdown 99
WPWR. Channel 50
Cable 8. Open in pyro. Can't be late
I was on the block with my bros
At the school on the porch with the lords in the modes
6:55 going home looking for the remote
Losing my shit. Oh there it go
It's all good if y'all don't get it
But don't knock it fam, just ask what this is
