I'm flying high

They couldn't teach you this

My lucha style is ludicrous

Maneuver with something [?]

Matches, titles, racking 'em, vital

Back on fire, that's the flyest

Tell them who they're supplying

In the sky, that's your idol

Wait

Tell me what you know or what you see

I [?], now you finally get to see, yeah, revolution's in your face

I started as a youngin', retribution in the wait

Cause we're here now, in the game to win, come on

Taking off with reckless abandon when he command the ropes

Never take it for granted, got a score any advantage though

Soaring through the air to stick the landing just to vanish force

Sick of all the plainness, I'm the antidote

Hand-to-hand, I'm climbing up the ladder, can't knock me off the rungs

Super humble, but I feel a little cocky off the run

Time to shine, and these haters can't blot me from the sun

Trying to grab the gold ring, and I gots to be the one

Hustle hard, and I'm back to god

Duckin' haters that lack applause

Just awaitin' when match involved

Much debated, but that's the cause

I plan to start a riot, everybody getting violent

Call me the ace of spades

Don't cut no cards, don't even try it

An artist in the ring, every match is purely cinema

Shining star, shooting star, pressure, pump the finisher

Add a lil' corkscrew, cause I'm about to finish ya

Mask on so you won't see my face when I am finished

Time's over, minute's up

Greatness, what I'm finna touch

In the winner's circle, jerk

Your spoiler's out the winner's cup

Pinning all the suckers in the ring to bring the ruckus

For the gods, we levitate, there's simply none above us

Cross the border, cause you gotta start exploring, make it all complete

Presidential status, we're commander, better call the chief

Aerial assaultin' with the offense, and it's all unique

Luchador legacy from Triple A to All Elite