When I wake up,
I am the Anaconda.
I AM THE ANACONDA!!!!!
Before my fights
I have pre-fight meetings.
In the cage,
I give and take beatings!
When I wake up,
My body feels like my heart.
It's beaten, injured, hurt, and cold!
I know that I am very young,
It's just my body telling me,
I am very old!
The cage is my Prison Cell.
It's where I live, I live in hell!
Pain is my torture and
Rage is my slave.
It's my desire,
It's what I crave!
You walked in the cage,
To step up and face me!
What you don't know,
Is what you can't see!
You'r mind is still on the trip here,
And after the fight,
I know you'll end up at the bar,
Sipping on a beer!
My mind belongs to the Gym,
Where I put in 10 hours a day,
I go home, and in the morning,
I wake up and do it all again!
It's different on the mats.
We use our minds to communicate,
and we have "Physical Chats"!
There we don't "Talk the Talk",
We only have time, to "Walk the Walk"!
So you see.......
In the art of N-H-B,
We have certain perks!
Let me show you how this snake works!
Pain is my torture and
Rage is my slave.
It's my desire,
It's what I crave!
You thought I would be easy,
Maybe give you a break.
That was your biggest,
And your last mistake!
You see my GI,
Well look again,
Because it's not me!
I am a snake,
And it is my skin~!
When I take this GI off,
Then that's when it's time to begin!
You may be bigger,
You may be badder,
To me, well that just dont matter,
Because it's your bones I aim to shatter!
When my rage starts to brew,
It will be your blood that,
Will begin to spew!
I have a need,
To watch you bleed!
I am the Anaconda!
Pain is my torture and
Rage is my slave.
It's my desire,
It's what I crave!
I am not the best,
But I will be the one,
To lay your body to rest!
I kick your legs,
Chopping at you like a tree.
They begin to fatigue,
It feels like a bullet hit them!
But ya know what!?
It's just little Ol' me~!
You throw a punch,
It becomes my lunch.
You launch a knee,
It now belongs to me!
I am the Anaconda
Pain is my torture and
Rage is my slave.
It's my desire,
It's what I crave!
You'll try to brawl,
I'll simply sprawl.
You'll try to pound,
I'll take you down!
Go back to school,
Go back home.
This is the cage,
It's where I Rome!
For every kind of possion,
I have a submission!
When I grab your joints,
You can feel your bones,
Start to crush!
You try to move,
And realize,
It's your neck,
I just turned to mush!
Guard your chin,
Here comes my choke,
"Notify your next of kin,
Up till now, your training was a joke!"
You dont know this,
But as I said that,
I began to grin!
If you think I hate you,
No hard feelings!
It's just the sport of N-H-B,
That I find appealing!
I am the Aniconda!
Pain is my torture and
Rage is my slave.
It's my desire,
It's what I crave!
The last thing you remember,
Is my arm around your neck.
The next thing you know,
It's your pulse,
They'er trying to check~!
You tried to twist and turn,
But in the end, it didn't matter,
You only crashed and burned!
The fight ends and,
You think to your self:
"Well it's about damn time!"
The battle doesn't end there,
When you go home,
I will remain,
In your mind!
When you look in the mirror,
You see your face,
And you see the welts!
All you can remember is
During the fight when I told you:
"This is how I make my money,
This is how I got my belts!"
You thought you were a man.
You thought you had a plan.
I made you feel like a boy,
Cause I played with you like a toy!
Pain is my torture and
Rage is my slave.
It's my desire,
It's what I crave!
The worst part of the job,
Is the best part of the travel.
If I spend more time on the road then the cage,
It turns my mind into gravel!
You end up doing it all,
Plane, Train, and by Bus.
It may feel nice and even fun,
But trust me it's all one big fuss!
In the end when you've said and done it all,
You want to do it all again,
Cause you know you had a ball!
This is the life of a Cagefighter!
When my kids see me,
They know Daddy has two sides,
One that is happy and gives my babies Piggy Back rides!
And the other that begins to rage,
If Daddy doesn't get back to work inside the cage.
It's my Rage that got me a divorce,
I am often asked if I would do it again,
The answer is:
"Well of course!"
I am the Anaconda~!
Pain is my torture and
Rage is my slave.
It's my desire,
It's what I crave!
Pain is my torture and
Rage is my slave.
It's my desire,
It's what I crave!
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