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sting vs flair - pro dillinger & mickey diamond lyrics

[intro]
it’s the umbrella, b*tch
well, as i had said earlier on in the program, this’ll be the final interview before the confrontation be playin’
sting and the world heavyweight champion “ric flair”
are turning from both sides as i sure made it, there will be no confrontation here
i want you gentlemen and all respect yours professional atheletes
i hope you respect the professionalism of what we were doing—

[verse 1: pro dillinger]
uh
i get this sh*t smokin’, pull the robes open (yeah)
get a feeling from the crowd, it’s like i’m overdosing (uh)
all the work is put in work, you with the jokers jokin’ (jokes)
i don’t really do no promos, i ain’t known for spokin’ (no)
put you p*ssys in a hold, you get your shoulder broken (yeah)
n*ggas tryna script the match, but y’all don’t know the motions
side call, trademark boots without the tube socks
crush a juice box, broke his neck, because the move botch
lil’ n*ggas comin’ up fast, we got a new crop (new n*gga, ya heard?)
the company been paying me good, i got a new spot (where we going, ayy?)
check the record, b*tch i had the belt, i ain’t had no help (nah)
played it heel, n*gga bring the heat, i make a f*ggot melt (bloaw!)
everyday applying that pressure, scorpion death*lock (yeah)
head*crack, blood on the matt, scorpion death drop
b*tch smoke, you can see me coming from the nets block (yeah, n*gga)
louisville slugger, give my enemys a headshot (diamonds)
[verse 2: mickey diamond]
reportin’ live from the apr*n, belt over my shoulder, you can die tryna take it
climbin’ trough the rings and nearly die tryna make it
k!llin’ every snake in the grass when i’m rakin’
figure*four, applied your leg lock, i’ma break it
eggs grisen, bakin’ yoda, man has awaken
i bang with the best of them, defeated every legend when my quest begin
sleeperholds apply around your neck and chin
rally with the hors*m*n, getting fly, ’cause we the best of friends
have your women tappin’ on the matt like it’s a ref’ in here
love it when i’m rappin’ on a track, ’cause i’m the best there is
accept no substitute
brass knuckle in a boot
style and profile on a rapper when i’m in the booth
facts though, i been the truth
scratch that, i’m livin’ proof
anytime the mic is on i be feeling like lebron
flat screens on the wall lookin’ like a titan tron
your n*gga might be nice and all that, but don’t hype the god
i hit ’em with that ric flair chop and leave all type of scars
n*ggas droppin’ new trash, givin’ out recycled bars
your idols be your rivals everytime you put the title on

[outro]
first of all, sting, are you a hundred percent?
boys, let me put it likes this, i’m knowin’ when you step in the ring with ric flair or any of hors*m*n
he wasn’t six time world champion with the hors*m*n all the time
or he hadn’t need ’em all of the time
he’s done a little bit by himself
because he has been six time world champion
and i know, to hop in the ring with him i do have to be a hundred percent
and that’s exactly what i am
don’t be out here, don’t be out here telling me, who i am
i know who i am!
i don’t know it
well i mean, you know he’s not just here to watch a match or do some shopping
the nature boy “ric flair” show a tackle takedown
sting knocked very quickly
sting, so fast
incredible height on him, leap frog
and look at him, ah, i understand (oh, oh)
with the power
full pressed body slam and ric flair is in trouble

- pro dillinger mickey diamond lyrics

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