Aaron Kremen - Hell Yeah! (feat. MkRivera) [Single]

1, 2, 3 - You can go and ring the bell, man
You're lookin' at a champ, so I'm gonna need a Hell Yeah
Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!) Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
You're lookin' at a Ciampa, say Hell yeah (Hell yeah!)
1, 2, 3 - You can go and ring the bell, man
You're lookin' at the champ, so I'm gonna need a Hell yeah
Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!) Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
If you know datchu a Ciampa say Hell yeeaah

I'm the marquee name, I illuminate the doors
My skill's insane, you can't duplicate my norm
I flippin' all my words like a cruiserweight 'n more
You're just another turd in a human state of form
(Hahaha) Play my music, this is where I shine
I'm comin' down the ramp inna different state of mind
The people chant Yes! They came to hear me rhyme
You're a piss break talent - they wouldn't pay a dime
(Not a dime) iMake 'em whooo - anytime I chop
I got so much Flair that I know I'll never stop
I'm goin' through the roof crème rises to the top
You're goin' through a table via Dudley Death Drop
(3D!) C'mon! Need my peers to be near
You can't stop my reigns - I spear what I fear, so
This a celebration, need a beer to appear
Cause when I comes to me people cheer what they hear

1, 2, 3 - You can go and ring the bell, man
You're lookin' at a champ, so I'm gonna need a Hell Yeah
Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!) Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
You're lookin' at a Ciampa, say Hell yeah (Hell yeah!)
1, 2, 3 - You can go and ring the bell, man
You're lookin' at the champ, so I'm gonna need a Hell yeah
Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!) Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
If you know datchu a Ciampa say Hell yeeaah

Super fly I'm the Jimmy snuka of of this rap shit
Top rope, so dope, always doin backflips
Madness, damn this is gonna be a moonsault
Savage, the canvas rumbles when these dudes brawl
Blow! Hit em with a Hell Yeah!
These dweebs intervene, they can tell that they'll fail, man
We kings of the ring it's hell in a cell, yeah
It's me in magazines, see you're just the bell man
Mid card or less
These b tier nerds can braid the hair on my chest
High energy koko beware we're the best
Celebrate in ring with beers and the sess
Ya can you smell what were cooking, G
Hot in the kitchen with Harlem heat like Booker T
You're not in our division or weight class, yo you're looking weak
You're out by submission our mission now looks complete

1, 2, 3 - You can go and ring the bell, man
You're lookin' at a champ, so I'm gonna need a Hell Yeah
Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!) Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
You're lookin' at a Ciampa, say Hell yeah (Hell yeah!)
1, 2, 3 - You can go and ring the bell, man
You're lookin' at the champ, so I'm gonna need a Hell yeah
Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!) Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
If you know datchu a Ciampa say Hell yeeaah

Dude! Love ain't in yo' set so I'm stoppin' it
Maybe take notes when I'm on the stage rockin' it
When I hear you spit all I heard was a crock of shit
Yo - do mankind a favor: put a sock in it
Maybe I'm a prick like I'm comin' from a cactus
Jack of all sprays and I don't need to practice, but I
Dooo, cause I know that it'll only make me better, trend
Setter with the letter, thissa skill you'll never measure and
Oh! I wouldn't letcha - Inferno match flows
I'll heat up so your internal mass scolds
You are Kane and I am able to burn ya ass slow
Better get ya pass-por' fo' I turn the gas on'
I'm a big show, you're a cartoon
I'm a new day, you're a hard snooze
Yea you got burned, like some charred food - what's
Up! I set it off cause my words are truth

1, 2, 3 - You can go and ring the bell, man
You're lookin' at the champ, so I'm gonna need a Hell yeah
Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!) Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
If you know datchu a Ciampa say Hell yeeaah

Written by:
Aaron Kremen, Chris Rivera

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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