Ringside

[Intro]
Nature Boy - Ric Flair!
Ringside shit

[Verse 1]
I ain't new to this shit, no, I'm highly experienced, tryna build a empire like Taraji and Taris, now meet the perish
Nobody father my style, I believe, that's a parent
Bring life to every rhyme that I can see, that's a pairin', thanks for sharin'
Full unsable, [?] your new album dropped and I wasn't impressed to hear it
Ski mask on, I'm makin' a guest appearance, [?] got the first sample I ain't bother to get the clearance
He play from Porsches, smoke blunts and call gun tortures and treat his home-front like a fortress
Shoebox pilled up, with presidental corpses
Sittin' ringside, 'cause I'm connected with the bosses
'94 throwback, Marina with the dolphins
Got it of the muscle, I ain't need no Endorphins
Build my own name, I ain't need no endorsements, as long as I'm escorted to the ring by the Horsemen it's a all good

[interlude: Mickey Diamond]
Whatever make you think, I could go on living this way
Oh, baby, ooh
Well it's really gotten so
I can't believe, when what you say (Big Umbrella)

[Verse 2]
I ain't new to this shit, now it's time to be serious
Hit the crowd, scream "Godsound", you gotta be furious
Twenty times a day it makes you delirious
Suprise droppin', make it mysterious
I pray a soul burn when you hear it and your physical will tone with your spirit and mine
If you feel, rewind, building this line, spit venemous rhymes
Starin' at the belt, pretendin' it's mine
You still clubin' that was [?]
We dark candle light dinners with wine so 'ply back, ground music for Crime Flix with fine chicks, villain sublime
Until some party-crashing-nigga come, killin' the vibe and somebody starts dumpin', shots spillin' his mind
Just another day in a life, he fightin' the state, funeral home
They celebrate your life in a day
All I need is a blunt, one mic' and I'm straight
Follow my league, I lead you niggas right to the cake

[Outro: Ric Flair]
To the listenin' audience right now
You see, what I'm gonna do for you [?]
Is I'm gonna rule you, in a class and inhaltion therapy, because you see I'm 'bout da twenty minute mark in Philadelphia
You are like all the girls at the Marriot in room 806 with JJ turned out the lights
The Horsemen are all on position
We were all hollerin', screamin', we were rasin' a ruff and all of a sudden all the girls hollerd "Stop! we can't take anymore"