04 JBL (Remix)

Clothesline from hell
‘04 JBL
Get hit after the bell
Stiff arm and you fell
Can’t scream shout or yell
UGH! what’s the smell?
Stuck deep down in well
No help left just dwell
Bleach man with a 16 I’m Mayday Mavado
All this shouting still you ain’t hard doe
Never spent keks on Vietnamese cargo
Then had to the force an embargo
Re-route the ting through Chicago
Cus I’m a don like Demarco
Never lost keks on a draft you pick cus it bust like Serbian Darko

Peoples elbow straight to the noggin
Running in quick
Na mans not jogging
Headtop him
Ring I'm the don in
DH coming with the rock move
Na its not shocking
This ain’t a stompers please tell me what is
Step into the ting
Show a man whats popping
Na it ain’t safe like the door ain’t locking

Yo
Move like 06 Rey
619 straight kick to the face
I don’t care if you’re big for your age
Break man down like DH in a cage
Break man down like DH in a clinch
Brudda don’t flinch
Don’t move an inch
Your attitude stinks
Killa instinct
Stone cold
Get the rock not a pinch

Elbow off the top rope
Randy Orton RKO
Hit em with the pin like
1 2
Nearly hit 3 was halfway close
Tell a man Lowe all the badboy talk
Get dash out the ring then left the arena
I took all the belts I’m a champion
Then leave the game just like John Cena

It ain’t WWE
It’s R to the double G coming with f*****
To the gyally I’m Booker T
Cus I ask if they dig it when their ucking me ucking me
Ric Flair when she ucking me cus I might WOO when she doing it properly
Ric Flair when she ucking me cus I might WOO

And I
Cerebral assassin
You are not my pedigree
Keep on gassing
Unclip the mic
Aim it and keep crashing
Don’t break down in the war like ration
Seen too many man live their life
Just photo and caption
The game needs adapting
Breaking it down like fraction
Stand on my word till its slanted

Alright lets go
I’m back and fully on smoke
I’ll Swanton bomb man from the top rope
If you try hype up I’ll do it and go
What its not a joke
Don’t make me have to move Stone Cold
I don’t care if you’re known
On these dusty roads

C to the R
I defeat any target
See very far like an Eagle I can’t miss
Keys in the car
I’m leaving because
Believe I’m a star
So I’m really above this
See through the lies and deceit without glasses
These man are soft but they think their the hardest
Jheez manna heart
I bring heat like a furnace
Really the boss
They can see I’m rar lit

Clothesline land between ya chest and face
When a bar lands straight from the top of the cage
You can’t mention Grime around these parts
Without saying me and my bredrins set pace
Couldn’t give two s if wrestlings fake
No role-play
Bones will snap then break
Just press play
I start moving obscene
Stone cold stunner them like my name was Steve

Clothesline from hell
‘04 JBL
Get hit after the bell
Stiff arm and you fell
Can’t scream shout or yell
UGH! what’s the smell?
Stuck deep down in well
No help left just dwell
Bleach man with a 16 I’m Mayday Mavado
All this shouting still you ain’t hard doe
Never spent keks on Vietnamese cargo
Then had to the force an embargo
Re-route the ting through Chicago
Cus I’m a don like Demarco
Never lost keks on a draft you pick cus it bust like Serbian Darko