[Verse 1]
Steel cage dreams, ropes burn like a fever,
Mundo in the booth, voice sharp as a cleaver.
Shane O Mac on the mat, cash flow believer,
Triple J tag-teams, syllables cut deeper.
Sylvi drop the mic, Iam_L brings the thunder,
Three Bells Podcast, wrestling's true wonder.
Roman reign supreme, Jey scream Yeet,
Bloodline dynasty, crowd on its feet.
[Prechorus]
Tables crack, ladders climb, belts on the line,
Every suplex a story, every punch a sign.
Bianca whip the braid, Ripley’s fury insane,
Cena salute the crowd, legacy in his vein.
[Chorus]
Step in the ring, hear the crowd's roar,
Three Bells callin', we want more.
From the top rope, legends soar,
This is wrestling, this is war.
[Verse 2]
Cody with the pyro, dreams of a throne,
Punk’s pipe bombs still shake the zone.
Headlocks tighter than a vice on loan,
Bianca’s KOD? Yo, that's backbone.
Roman’s reign heavy, Usos steady schemin’,
Yeet through arenas, crowd’s hearts beamin’.
Rhea’s nightmare, no sweet daydreamin’,
Cena's "You Can’t See Me," but we all still believin’.