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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
We run the show now (hey!)
Whole crowd rumbling
Feel that floor bounce
[Verse 1]
Walk down the ramp like a runway
Big gold dreams in the blood, this a flood day
Steel all around, that door getting locked
Clock tick quick, one shot, get dropped
Hogan in the flashbacks, ripping that shirt
Undertaker aura, make the whole ring hurt
Becky with the fists up, straight fire talk
Rhea with the wild eyes, dare you to walk
Backstage buzz, all the cameras spin
Chalk on the boots, tape tight on the skin
Champ belt gleam, got ’em losing they breath
Whole line outside just to witness this step
[Chorus]
Cage match history, write that page
We don’t back down, we break that stage
Fans go crazy, they chant our name
We want that belt, we want that fame
Turn that ring to a warzone, all-out fight
Every hit echo through the bright, bright light
Cage match history, feel that roar
One, two, three—new champ on the floor (yeah!)
[Verse 2]
Tag in, tag out, that’s a quick switch
Double-team dreams, never miss, never flinch
Corner on fire, you can hear that roar
Grip on the rope, crowd begging for more
Legends in the hall talk low, say “watch”
Locker room heat got the sweat on the watch
Staring in the mirror like “this my time”
Every scar on the skin spell out that grind
Cold eyes locked, you can see that plan
Whole squad backstage, that’s my fam
Hands on the belt just past that door
All this pain, what we came here for
[Chorus]
Cage match history, write that page
We don’t back down, we break that stage
Fans go crazy, they chant our name
We want that belt, we want that fame
Turn that ring to a warzone, all-out fight
Every hit echo through the bright, bright light
Cage match history, feel that roar
One, two, three—new champ on the floor (hey!)
[Bridge]
Who you got now? call it out loud
Every name like a flame in the middle of the crowd
From the first bell ring to the last hand raised
We live, we fall, we climb, get praised
Lights in my eyes, I can’t even see
But I know that the whole world watching me
Win, lose, bleed, still standing tall
This our house, this our call
[Chorus]
Cage match history, write that page
We don’t back down, we break that stage
Fans go crazy, they chant our name
We want that belt, we want that fame
Turn that ring to a warzone, all-out fight
Every hit echo through the bright, bright light
Cage match history, feel that roar
One, two, three—new champ on the floor (yeah!)
Details
GeneratedFeb 8, 2026
Duration2:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, High-energy hype rap over stomping arena drums and distorted brass stabs, crowd chants tucked under the hook. Verses spit double-time with aggressive male vocals; big sub hits land with each wrestler name drop. Chorus explodes with gang vocals and clap accents, brief halftime switch in the bridge for impact before slamming back into the final hook.
Credits
Prompt by
AidenRL
AidenRLModelAria v5
Prompt
Hulk Hogan, undertaker, Becky Lynch, Rhea Ripley, tag team, smack down, cage match, Rap, hype Rap, Rap rhymes, championship, fan hype, making history, Lights, back stages, cold stone, John Cena
