thebatista

She's like a lost flower

Growing out through a crack

And a bustling sidewalk moving

Like a river so sad

So hey where we going tell me

Where we've gone

Was there love and fury energy and passion

So fuck your rules man

You step off you'll go down fast

Ive got to release all the shit

That has made up my past

So go paint your face and proclaim thy warrior sword

Coz life is a brutal fight until we show

A shade of time listening for we are all destinct

and our waiting hour transending to release

So fuck your rules man

You step off you'll go down fast

Ive got to release all the shit

That has made up my past

So go grant your soul dance

Baby time to be yourself at last

Unshackle your life spirit

By a river from the past

Coz its gone

Like a lost flower flowing with that wind

like a sad river who has no end

So fuck your rules man

Coz here comes my passion

So fuck your rules man

Coz here comes my love

So fuck your rules man

Here comes pure energy

So fuck your rules man

Coz here comes my fury

So fuck your rules man

So fuck your rules man

So fuck your rules man

So fuck your rules man

So fuck your rules man

You step off you'll go down fast

Ive got to release all the shit

That has made up my past

So go grant your soul dance

Baby time to be yourself at last

Unshackle your life spirit

By a river from the past

One two,

this on?

Hah

Yo Jimmy, hit me with that Triple H (ha ha ha ha ha ha)

Yeah, you let that music keep playin', Mr. Dunn

Yo, tell me whose time it is now

You don't know what trouble is!

It's our time

Yo, here comes trouble!

Not gonna listen to anybody

Tell me who and what to be

Not tryin' to be like everybody

Tired of playin make believe

Cause I lead the blind

And the blind lead the blind

My time! Our time! My time is dying

My time! Our time! My time!

We're not lookin' back,cause we've had enough

You don't know what trouble is

With The games, politics, sissy toughs one time

All these fools, stupid rules (Yo, I've had enough of this)

All your stupid rules!

Yo, you keep your finger off the switch, Dunn

All your stupid rules!

Don't you understand your own dillusion? (All your stupid rules!)

Or don't you understand your own confusion? (All your stupid rules!)

Make up a fanstasy in your little mind

Follow the leader, let the blind lead the blind (All your stupid rules!)

Follow the leader, let the blind lead the blind

Yeah... yeah...

Yo, the years went by, lived your lies

The marks, the suits, McMahon

Give us a show, we'll give ya nothin'

The smart one, the mellow one, the easy one

Well it's our time now (Yeah)

It's our time now

You know it's our time now...

And then the truth will set you free!

Heh

Yo, Dunn, keep your finger off the switch

It's our time

It's our time (I've had enough of this)

It's our time! (I've had enough of this)

Yo, I've had enough of this

Who, who's sleepin' with who around here?

I've had enough of this

You know I've had enough of this

I've had enough of this

Yeah, the years went by, lived your lies

The marks, the suits, McMahon

Give us the show, we'll give ya nothin'

The smart one, the responsible one, the easy one, the mellow one

Well it's our time

It's our time (You will know)

It's our time (You will find out...)

It's our time! (...what trouble is)

You will, mark my words, find out what trouble is

Yo, tell me somethin'

Who's sleepin' with who?

Huh?

I can see my fantasy I'm so consumed in bed

What I see takes over me I'm blind beyond repair

It takes a hold of me so tight a grip that does not give

And when she's done she throws me out like junk left in a shelf

Yeah

I wanna have the right

I wanna feel the night

All around the stars

Wanna take a flight

And get back on my sights

All around the stars

I can see all my words I can feel the warming breeze

I can see through forests I can hear her breathe

Walking for a thousand miles I can see the road

And at the end I find I'm with her sharing each's soul

Yeah

I wanna have the right

I wanna feel the night

All around the stars

Wanna take a flight

And get back on my sights

All around the stars

Walking a solo ride

Trying to realize

God I'm so mixed up

I will find you

I wanna have the right

I wanna feel the night

All around the stars

Wanna take a flight

And get back on my sight

All around the stars

Yeah

I want to have the right

God I want to feel the night

All around the stars

I want to have the right

I want to feel the night

All around the stars

As the ink runs deep

It left me a mark

It's against my heart

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha.......I Don't Care What Y'All Say

Chorus

Oh, It?s Time To Rock And Roll

This Time I'm In Control

Right Now I Own The Streets

I Got The Keys To The City

That's cause I Get Down

Verse1

Sometimes I Wonder

How I Made It This Far

With All These People Hating On Me

Y'All Know Who You Are

Take A Chance And Try To Come Up

In This Game Being A Star

Now I Own The Keys To A Brand New Fancy Car,Baby

It's My Turn To Burn And Now I'm Here To Rub It In Your Face(Ha,Ha,Ha,Oh)

When Will You Learn, I;m Queen And I'll Put You In Your Place

(Chorus)

Verse2

Bounce, Bounce, Bounce

How Dare You Try To Go Against The Glorious One,Hon

I'll Slaughter Your Son, It's Over, The Story Is Done

You Can Be Number Two But I'm Second To None

What, You Forgot Queen Bee Is The Notorious One

Verse3

Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby

I'm The Cream De La Cream So You Can Never Play Me

See I'm More Than A Lady

I'm More Than A Lover, More Than Enough For You (Oh)

Please Try To Understand That

I'm A Stay On Top 'Cause I Don't Give A Damn

I Don't Care What Y'All Say

I'm A Keep Doing Me, Y'All Never Fade ME

*Chorus

(Repeat 2 More Times)

Now get the guns, the drugs, From my generation.

I?ll take the fall, the saints, across the nation.

And it?s the sex, the gods, the freaks, the frauds.

They?re messin? with me, Come on, come on, come on.

Let?s get it on!

Move to the music,

Play that fucking music,

Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)

Move to my music,

Play that fucking music,

Live through my music, yeah!

Now get the guns, the drugs, from my generation.

I?ll take the fall, the saints, across the nation.

And it?s the sex, the gods, the freaks, the frauds.

They?re messin? with me, Come on, come on, come on.

Let?s get it on!

Move to the music,

Play that fucking music,

Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)

Move to my music,

Play that fucking music,

Live through my music, yeah!

Forget the lies, the money, we?re in this together.

And through it all, they said nothing?s forever.

And they refuse to see the change in me,

Why won?t they wake up? Come on, come on, come on.

Let?s get it on!

Move to the music,

Play that fucking music,

Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)

Move to my music,

Play that fucking music,

Live through my music, yeah!

Move to the music.

Move it to the music, yeah.

Move to my music.

Live through the music yeah.

(Test, test, test, test)

Move to the music.

(Test, test, test, test)

Move it to the music, yeah.

(Test, test, test, test)

Move to my music.

(Test, test, test, test)

Live through the music yeah.

(Test, test, test, test)

Move to the music,

Play that fucking music,

Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)

Move to my music,

Play that fucking music,

Live through my music, yeah!

Move to the music,

Play that fucking music,

Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)

Move to my music,

Play that fucking music,

Live through my music, yeah!

Rey Misterio's Theme

What you gonna do when we come for you?

Correle. Correle. Andale.

What you gonna do when we come for you?

Booyaka Booyaka 619 (Hey)

Booyaka Booyaka That's my pueblo

Booyaka Booyaka 619 (Hey)

Booyaka Booyaka Rey Mysterio

Ya llego el Rey Mysterio

Bato cabron de San Diego

Flash up on the scene like a brown crusader

Blowing up screens like space invaders

Too much damage for one to manage

Going 51 50 'speaky Spanglish

Aste a un lado estoy pesado

Vivo la vida peleando pecados

Estados Unidos al otro lao

A puebla Canada 619 solao

Do it for my people yeah you gotta love it

'Mexican' across the stomach

So think nothing of it

but love it

Trucha de la calle a la lucha

Siempre represento con mi chacho cachucha

619 simo that's my corra

San Diego, Puerto Rico sinaloa

Booyaka Booyaka 619 (Hey)

Booyaka Booyaka That's my pueblo

Booyaka Booyaka 619 (Hey)

Booyaka Booyaka Rey Mysterio

What you gonna do when we come for you?

Correle. Correle. Andale

What you gonna do when we come for you?

Correle. Correle. Andale

Mira, mira. Watcha, Watcha

Cuidado con los celos porque matan

Booyaka Booyaka el reggaeton

Mad One and Rey Mysterio esta cabron

One, two, three. It's the boy's out of S.D.

Como la ves

Facil como uno, dos, tres

Mr. DJ, play that rola otra vez

And watch how many people go off

Under the wooden cross, who's the boss

Nadie brinca brinca

De el cielo Con mi voz brillo el cielo

Alto porque me duele la alma

Y deje mi cartera en Tijuana

El soldado enmascarado ten cuidado

paisa paisa estas pasado

Booyaka Booyaka 619 (Hey)

Booyaka Booyaka That's my pueblo

Booyaka Booyaka 619 (Hey)

Booyaka Booyaka Rey Mysterio

What you gonna do when we come for you?

Correle. Correle. Andale

What you gonna do when we come for you?

Correle. Correle. Andale

Making universal, speaking English

The way we flip it is hard to distinguish

Booyaka Booyaka el reggaeton

Mic check. Mic check. 1, 2, it's on

Look at me now, el tijuanero

Amazing the world con mascara de cuero

Mira watcha el mero mero

Disfruta la vida con todos sus perros

It took a whole lot to get where I'm at

But still ain't got **** but tats on my back

Ink on my chest, and up down my arms

I made it true stories and put in a song

La voz inocente en mi gente

Truena fuerte como cuente

That's just life in the 619

So hey, DJ, hit me one more time

Booyaka Booyaka 619 (Hey)

Booyaka Booyaka That's my pueblo

Booyaka Booyaka 619 (Hey)

Booyaka Booyaka Rey Mysterio

What you gonna do when we come for you?

Correle. Correle. Andale

What you gonna do when we come for you?

Correle. Correle. Andale

Oh yeah, whooooooo

I can slam a tornado

I can dry up a sea, yeah

When I live for the moment

There ain't no one greater than me

You'll never find your pleasure

If you worry about your pain

And your precious little details

Are stretching out my brain

Well you spin around and bite your nails

Now let me tell you son

That you can't trust anybody

If you can't trust number one

Well the man tells me my future

Is not so far away

To get ready for tomorrow

I got to waste my whole today

Well, my inner life knows better

Well, it's what I want to hear

Just like a diamond bullet

Well it's crystal, crystal clear

(Repeat 1st verse)

Now don't you sell me no future, yeah

Don't you sell me yourlove

I ain't punchin' your number

You couldn't pay me enough

[4x]

I ain't buying no future

When the past is so far away

Yeah

I can slam a tornado

I can dry up a sea

When I live for the moment

There ain't no (ain't no) in me

Now don't you sell me no future, yeah

I ain't punchin' your number

You couldn't pay me enough

[4x]

You couldn't pay me enough

Shawn Michaels Theme

Oh, oh Shawn

I think I'm cute.

I know I'm sexy.

I've got the looks,

That drive the girls wild

I've got the moves, that really move 'em.

I send chills up.

Up and down their spines.

I'm just a sexy boy,

Sexy boy

I'm not your boy toy,

Boy toy

I'm just a sexy boy,

Sexy boy

I'm not your boy toy,

Boy toy

I make 'em hot.

I make 'em shiver.

Their knees get weak,

Whenever I'm around.

They see me walk,

They hear me talk,

I make 'em feel,

Like they're on cloud nine

I'm just a sexy boy,

Sexy boy

I'm not your boy toy,

Boy toy

I'm just a sexy boy,

Sexy boy

I'm not your boy toy,

Boy toy

Eat your heart out girls

Hands off the merchandise

Shane McMahon's Theme

Here comes the money

Here we go

Money talks

Here comes the money

Money, money, money, money, money

Dollar, dollar

Dollar, dollar

Ching ching

Bling bling

Cut the Chatter

You ain't talking money

Then your talking don't matter

Ching ching

Bling bling

Patting pockets

You make a dollar dollar

Can't a damn so stop it

Stop it

Here comes the new kid on the block

Hold all your bets here's where the buck stops

See first of all I am stepping out on my own

Bout time I elevated to claim my own throne

Success in my blood

Call it home grown

Pores reeking testosterone

Power and money got me crazy, cocky

No longer need you papi

I know your mad because you can't stop me

And if you wonder how this playa just scooped your honey

I think she smelled my cologne

It's called brand new money

Making me make some moves my name a damn thing funny

Pimping hood rats and playboy bunnies

They see the

Money, money, money, money, money

They say it

They say it

Money, money, money, money, money

They want

They want

They want

Money

I'm global dollar dollar

And roll without, baby

Dress and looking spiffy

Don't like clean money

I want my riches to be filthy

Cos with this retirement fund

I can't get none til I'm sixty

So what am I supposed to do

Roll and do

Stand there empty pockets

Selling thing i only do

Ching ching

Bling bling

Cashing cash in lumps

It's a four wheel here to jack

And I'm selling them out my trunk

Whenever, whatever it takes to shake

Dollar dollar

Although in that direction wait a minute

Holla, holla

All wants to know

Where they go

Where they went

And I'm making monster money

Smelling just like a mint

Money, money, money, money, money

Money, money, money, money, money

Ching ching

Bling bling

Cut the Chatter

You ain't talking money

Then your talking don't matter

Ching ching

Bling bling

Patting pockets

You make a dollar dollar

Can't a damn so stop it

Stop it

Here comes the new kid on the block

Hold all your bets here's where the buck stops

See first of all I am stepping out on my own

Bout time I elevated to claim my own throne

Success in my blood

Call it home grown

Pores reeking testosterone

Power and money got me crazy, cocky

No longer need you papi

I know your mad because you can't stop me

And if you wonder how this playa just scooped your honey

I think she smelled my cologne

It's called brand new money

Making me make some moves ain't a damn thing funny

Pimping hood rats and playboy bunnies

They see the

Money, money, money, money, money

They say it

They say it

Money, money, money, money, money

They want

They want

They want

Money

I'm global dollar dollar

And roll without, baby

Dress and looking spiffy

Don't like clean money

I want my riches to be filthy

Cos with this retirement fund

I can't get none til I'm sixty

So what am I supposed to do

Roll and do

Stand there empty pockets

Selling thing i only do

Ching ching

Bling bling

Cashing cash in lumps

It's a four wheel here to jack

And I'm selling them out my trunk

Whenever, whatever it takes to shake

Dollar dollar

Although in that direction wait a minute

Holla, holla

All wants to know

Where they go

Where they went

And I'm making monster money

Smelling just like a mint

Money, money, money, money, money

Piczo