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[Verse 1: Serengeti] In UFC 3 he choked a man with his Gi Lost his grip though and got hit with the knee Highlight reel the way he pleaded with the referee Swore he wasn't knocked out, even with his lights out In UFC 4, arm barred by Igor Said he never tapped, the pain was too much to endure Disappointed, never get into the octagon Lived a quiet life in the southwest with his step-mom [Verse 2: Serengeti] Around UFC 38 he tried to get back in shape Give it another shot; under-hooks and learn to dirty box But while training he popped his MCL Said he's too old to put his body through this much hell But in UFC 3 he choked a man with his gi If he just would have held on or avoided the knee What-ifs, not everyone can win championships With that known is it better to not even attempt? [Sample] (yes?) [Verse 3: Serengeti] Around UFC 10 he fell in love with the wren Built little cages so they can go out and in Around then he stopped going to the gym Said he had other priorities he'd like to get in Instead of training, something a little more simple For years he watched the flying beasts stop by his window So pretty, the way they danced by the mint bushes A far cry from double X when he pull you pushes Around UFC 36 was the death of the wren Mitch He felt so sad he buried him by his dad Confused the things he loved in life were gone Still in the south-west just him and his step-mom Around UFC 38 he tried to get back in shape Was tired of Arizona and wanted to get his own place The years off finally caught up with him If he just would have stayed focused he might of notched a win Maybe he could have opened his own gym [Yelled] (Shit! Shit!) [Verse 4: Serengeti] Around UFC 79 he fell in love with red wine At the local bar idols, he'd watch fights all the time Wall of fame; a framed photo from when he used to train Decided to stay with his step-mom and help her through minor back-pain Fight night at Idol's The place is packed with hot shots And wannabes and tough guys who wanna see what the vets got Hey washout, you still think you weren't knocked out? He replied, you don't know anything what the octagon's about Oh yeah, old man, lets step outside It was after a few Merlots so the challenge he obliged He Walked out first and was attacked from the back Rear naked choke sunk deep it knocked off his hat Flashback to the UFC 3 Where if he just would have held on to the technique with the gi Nightmares about where his life be Reversed it this time and knocked the punk out with his knee [Outro: Serengeti] And winner by K.O. Hailing from Battle Creek, Michigan Residing in Scottsdale Arizona Gary 'The Whip' Wooooooooorsh! GARY 'THE WHIP' WOOOOOOOOOOOORSH! Give it up... FOR THE WHIP! *Whipping/punching sounds**
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