[Intro 1: The Dark Knight sample]
"It's simple...k** the Batman"
[Intro 2: Matt Robinson (Jensen Karp)]
He calls out, he calls out Shawn-
(Yeah)
He just says, like 'Where you at?'
And but he's like 'I get you got a job
So I'm gonna cut you some slack
But like, where you at?'
He called him out a little bit
(Uhh..)
A little bit!
(It's definitely a challenge...)
[Intro 3: William Giovanni sample]
"Get Up God I might turn heel
Cause I'm feeling like I pa**ed Shawn up
Get Up-Get Up-Get Up God I might turn heel
Cause I'm feel like I pa**ed Shawn up
Get Up-Get Up
[Verse 1]
I don't really do this, but I make exceptions
Somebody brought my name into question
And, I heard your micro displays of aggression
Rhymes so cute that they gave me an erection
Now you're thinking 'Shucks!' How
Can you back this up? (Wow)
Too late you're stuck (Pow)
Baby wants to f** (Now)
Huh? I said 'Baby wants to f** now'
Hnnh! Hnnh! So that's what we're gonna do
[Verse 2]
Somebody should have phoned you
Or warned you and told you
That no, you can never ever dethrone, dude
Started all this sh** many moons ago
Before Matty was the co-host
The Hype Men Reunion show
Before Jensen turned his hand into a tuna roll
Before Fat Jew and you
Wonder where the phone booths go
Before I had to spank you like a two year old
You went too deep and hit a wall, dog
Truman Show
[Verse 3]
Truth be told, your raps are dope, I like you
But Jesus Christ, I get attacked by my disciples?
You're breaking my heart, kid, You're Shawn Michaels
Cause ain't nobody buying your sh**, man, it's Tidal
And you should cop Faygo for a cheap pop
Cause I'm drinking all your soda
And you can try and turn heel with them cheap shots
But you can't even get over, no
[Verse 4]
You need some one to love you, Will
Hug you, Will
Tell you that they want you, Will
You need an Uncle Phil
I can't do it, man, I'm busy getting married
Young Triple H, man somebody getting buried
Try to play the game, you need a genie
Call me Shawn Cena, Shawn Cena
Rapper dudes can't see me
I said try to play the game you need a genie
Call me Shawn Cena
Can't see me
[Verse 5]
This thing of ours, La Cosa Nostra
Get up on this like coaxin' Brunch up on the sofa
All the way from LA to Boca
Knocking every week, the podcast Jehovahs
Bear witness I'm just a kid from Akron
Who moved to Manhattan, dabblin' in rappin'
Fat chance - you k**in' the Batman, bad plan
Like telling Matt you hate Badlands
My ultrasound boy'll put you in the meme
And you're lucky I ain't have Jay drop you from the team
Got a good life, good wife, good credit
So unless you need a loan
You should leave me alone
Shouts to teewhy, shouts to Wobzee
Shouts to Cleve and shouts to Kahlee
Will, take this L man, just say that you're sorry
Goodfellas style "I know I f**ed up, Paulie!"
If Michaels and Hart could form an alliance
I'd be happy to forgive your little acts of defiance
But pa**ing Shawn up? Buddy, keep tryin'
Cause if you're the Get Up God, then I'm science