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 Motherf*cker 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 motherf*ckin thumbtacks