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When i Looked into your eyes, I saw walls, walls filled with fear - Ultimate Warrior We don't even understand freedom anymore. We are a country that is heading towards socialism, totalitarianism, beyond your wildest imagination. - Glenn Beck Because I'm rich in ring prowess. Blessed with technical skill. And extremely well of when it comes to wrestling ability. - Ted Di Biase Verse 1 They do interviews, veins bulging out the neck Mock outrage, or is they really vexed Anybody's guess Facts don't matter, make them twist And shout, much beating at the chest Popcorn buttered, feet up, eyes glued to the set It never gets old, like Pro Wrestling for NES They be goin' off the top rope, Suplex Pay-Per View to your Double-Wide and Duplex A swing an' a miss, but he still hit the deck Badly choreographed cheap shot, meet the press Logic is a foreign object to who cheats the best Yells the loudest in the snake pit Issuing cowardly threats Work the crowd with oiled Pecs Emmanuel Goldstein on screen, grotesque Come on down the aisle with your flag waving, with your music playing, and all your little fans standing and then You must get a weapon, you must have a weapon, you must get any weapon that is legal to have and keep it in your house, and not worry so much that you're going to use it to kill yourself Can i finish please? Yes, Alright. Absolutely, Death threats against my children - Star Parker Verse 2 Wriggled out the 8 count, razors in his mouth Steel cage match if the ratings keep going south The heel plays his bow to perfection Steps on toes, comes out throwing blows at your septum Apply the sleeper hold just in time for elections Talking heads tap the sides of their nose, as it grows Catch a tiger by his toe, wag the dog, thousand pound gorilla in the room Fresh Meat in the claw Bring home the bacon High on the Hog Pulled stuffing out the turn-buckle Brass on the knuckle Fan favourite HGH in the muscle Are you not entertained For this, better men, crippled and maimed It's all in the game Grab the mic, hit your mark, spit those scripts Pretty girls on the screen, showing some tit Folding chair to the spine, cold line to the jibs Dry eraser battle lines One eye on channel 9, like "can I live" Roll us into a new global government, environmental fasicm, dictatorship of the banking cartel- Alex Jones Cathy, get off my phone. Get off my phone you little pinhead. I don't care. You people don't care about the trillions. Get off my phone. - Glen Beck First thing I'm gonna, I'm gonna take Piper's integrity. It's like Jacques Cousteau trying to find a dry spot in the ocean, I ain't got no damn integrity. How you think I got so far - Roddy Piper I was born with a golden spoon in my mouth. Nobody likes it. It's the old adage of: "You like to hear somebody is doing pretty good, but you don’t want to hear they’re doing better than you." You see, the bottom line is I’ve always done better than everybody else. Only because of one reason—I was born with a golden spoon. I inherited the ability, I inherited the money, I inherited the God-given best looks in the world today And with this, I dress myself in ultra suede; I dress myself in cashmere, yeah. I dress $100 pleated slacks. I dress myself in alligator shoes. I wear a $15,000 Rolex. I got a Mercedes Benz, Roles Royces. The biggest house, on the biggest hill, on the biggest side of town. You know, why I got all that... Because I was born with a golden spoon. - Ric Flair
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