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Intercontinental (feat. Crimson Mask) Video (MV)






MC Conkie Tonk - Intercontinental (feat. Crimson Mask) Lyrics




We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted

Well back before the Conkie Tonk Man
Hit a verse with a big power slam
Beating up my brothers while tormenting my own mother
Poor old lady, going crazy, yelling stop it, blaming Casey
Emulating, simulating
Favorite finish, rude awakening
Flying elbow, perfect plex
Gorilla press, beat on my chest
Shake rattle n roll
You know the rest
1-2-3 pinfall
Who's the best
Remember on that fateful day
When HBK
Threw Marty J
Through that glass pane
At the barber shop
On his rise to the top
An upset victory
Make the Bulldog drop
Like the panties of the girls I be spitting this
Useless f*ckin knowledge
Haven't needed since isa kid
I picked a Rose I keep her wet
In king size ring we wrestle in
Don't need tights but keep dem boots
We oiled up and gettin it
Call me Macho Man
An you can be my Miss Elizabeth
You get on top, you got me pinned
Smitten and submitting it
Like Mr. Perfect, summer slam
In sharpshooter from Hitman
Simply ravishing you decked in gold
But I'm your champion

We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental

So you take them bumps, pay them dues
Keep Vince happy when you lose
You swallow pride, keep it humble
Even lose the royal rumble
You let him take you out first?
You sacrificed the title and the titties
And the fifty thousand dollar purse
You need a haircut, you need a beat down
You need a match where the loser got to leave town
Most of all you need to get yourself a brand new finisher
Brand new type of gimmick with the personal signature
Maybe pillager? Maybe minister?
Something dope something british bulldoggy
But hella britisher
Bigger than andre the giant, but kind of miniature
Sinister, full of piss and full of vinegar
Can't even do a proper figure four leg lock
Cause when you cross the leg
It's kind of pinchy on the big cock
Yo this the big time, the physical the mental
And the reason we be gunning for the intercontinental

We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
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We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted

Well back before the Conkie Tonk Man
Hit a verse with a big power slam
Beating up my brothers while tormenting my own mother
Poor old lady, going crazy, yelling stop it, blaming Casey
Emulating, simulating
Favorite finish, rude awakening
Flying elbow, perfect plex
Gorilla press, beat on my chest
Shake rattle n roll
You know the rest
1-2-3 pinfall
Who's the best
Remember on that fateful day
When HBK
Threw Marty J
Through that glass pane
At the barber shop
On his rise to the top
An upset victory
Make the Bulldog drop
Like the panties of the girls I be spitting this
Useless f*ckin knowledge
Haven't needed since isa kid
I picked a Rose I keep her wet
In king size ring we wrestle in
Don't need tights but keep dem boots
We oiled up and gettin it
Call me Macho Man
An you can be my Miss Elizabeth
You get on top, you got me pinned
Smitten and submitting it
Like Mr. Perfect, summer slam
In sharpshooter from Hitman
Simply ravishing you decked in gold
But I'm your champion

We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental

So you take them bumps, pay them dues
Keep Vince happy when you lose
You swallow pride, keep it humble
Even lose the royal rumble
You let him take you out first?
You sacrificed the title and the titties
And the fifty thousand dollar purse
You need a haircut, you need a beat down
You need a match where the loser got to leave town
Most of all you need to get yourself a brand new finisher
Brand new type of gimmick with the personal signature
Maybe pillager? Maybe minister?
Something dope something british bulldoggy
But hella britisher
Bigger than andre the giant, but kind of miniature
Sinister, full of piss and full of vinegar
Can't even do a proper figure four leg lock
Cause when you cross the leg
It's kind of pinchy on the big cock
Yo this the big time, the physical the mental
And the reason we be gunning for the intercontinental

We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
We was Intercontinental
Undisputed Unrefuted
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Brian Keegan, Casey McConkie
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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