Verse (round) one:
Spoon: Hadouken, kick you in the fucking shin.
Pick you up and slam you down till your back bends.
Flying through the air, fall and bust your fucking chin.
Wylin on the couch, talking shit with my friend.
Playing street fighter where the beef never ends.
Throw some punches man, there’s no need to defend.
Upper cuts man, make your body wanna cringe.
Tornado kicks man, make your fucking head spin.
Knees weak man, throw the fucking towel in.
It’s too late man I’m charged up with ShOw You Ken!
Chorus:
Coming for the title, time for a new rival.
Beat you down till your face is in the gravel.
Coming to your street, you ain’t got far to travel.
You can’t win, watch your whole game plan unravel.
Flying jump kicks, followed up with the sweep.
I’ve seen your style man, you won’t be hard to beat.
Ultra combos, perfect victories are so sweet
Fighting in the streets we only use fist and feet.
Verse (round) two:
Eye Zak: Spinning Bird... Damn, that chick THICC (PERFECT)
Disconnect our controllers and plug in the joysticks
Next challenger all fists, no kicks
Balrog from the shadoloo
Rushin like Zangief, just to head butt you
All a warmups. Until I select Ryu With the traditional Gi, fuck blue!
Verse (round) 3:
Rykuma: Kneel before my presence
All of you are fucking peasants
School is in and I’m here to teach you all a lesson.
Your combos and special moves fail to even test my patience
Trying to run the clock you shouldn’t be so got damn complacent.
Your Fear so strong in the air I can taste it.
Battle you 4 in the the morning, breaking your fucking molars
God Kombat this is not for the mortals.