Stu Bangas - Steel Chairs lyrics

"Ladies and gentleman now with me: J.J. Dillon, Tully Blanchard, Arn Anderson, looks like the, uh, the Four Horsemen... I'll tell you what it looks like to me, it looks like the Horsemen got more hardware than True Value" [Verse 1] Yo I'm taking 'em breaking 'em down Clowning, we're making 'em frown Claiming they spraying a round They are just Drake in a gown There's no mistaking the sound Of bones when they break on the ground You can catch Shay in a crown, not the Victoria now Ultimate Warrior style Shaking the ropes of the ring Used to be rolling with Sting Cutting the throat of the king Ya'll are some brothers in arms? Ya'll'll be both in a sling I'm one of the X-men Angel, let me open my wings Breaking through windows to fly High when I enter the sky Ya'll don't want any of mine You a miniature guy Rappers they actually hope To write paragraphs that I wrote Angry with bags of that coke They are just mad cause I'm dope, dope, dope I say it three times for emphasis I'm like Lex Luger, Tony Blanchard, Arn Anderson TV Title U.S. Champion Take a steel chair to Magnum T.A And pin him for the win "You see, we don't care anything about doing endorsements. We don't like to be movie stars. And rest a**ured, when we walk in a shopping mall, it might as well be Johnny Carson." [Verse 2} Yo I'm illin' and k**in' on sight I'm penicillin on mics Ready and willing to fight I am Godzilla in Nikes I am Chewbacca in Ralph Lauren, you closer to Alf ES is kind of a boss Like Ben Linus in Lost I am not rhyming like Ross Cut from the finest of cloth You swearing you stirring the pot Try spending time on the broth Try spending time on the meat Substance for people to eat Bars that I kick are so dark You think I'm rhyming in goth Everyone's hooked on a drug Government running our blood Murdering, sending out Scuds Sweeping it under the rug I am inhuman with rhymes Using a nuclear mind I am Morris Day without Prince I'm improving with Time I keep on telling em' now Precious Paul Ellering style Mr. Fuji in a Gucci Cane to your skeleton now "I quit" match, spit it over sick tracks You try to handle the steel Like managing George "The Animal," now fix that "There's a lot of people that believe in their hearts that we're the baddest, and we're the toughest. But in the record books, and the marquees, from one end of the world to the other, you gotta have this before you're the baddest. Before you're the best. Before your name is at the top of all the lists. And if you don't have this, you're second best. And don't you forget it."