Better Wrestler and Fighter than You [Randi West]

She's the type of broad that will brawl.
Takin' on any challenger, slow 'em down to a crawl.
Make 'em see the Reaper with the Trapper Keeper.
Slip up for an instant? Find yourself in a sleeper.

She will do anything to prove
she's a better wrestler and fighter than you.
Breakin' out tubes. Whether it's chicks or dudes,
she will stand strong hold for hold, move for move.

Competed in boxing.
2014 Queen of the Deathmatches.
Ludark left in a pile of ashes after Randi got the victory.
Fought for it all day in the sweltering heat.

Profusely bleeding ruins your shirt.
Covers up your eyes, so your viewing is blurred.
This is when Randi goes in for the kill.
When the blood starts to spill, it's the ultimate thrill.

This match is so epic I could swear I dreamt this.
Randi West. You would think she came from Memphis.
Such a strong style, others strugglin' to keep up.
She ain't done. She hasn't won until she's seen blood.
She ain't done. She hasn't won until she's seen blood.
She ain't done. She hasn't won until she's seen blood.

She's the type of broad that don't do flippity-doo-das.
To eat your dinner you'll be sippin' through two straws.
For the next few weeks. Hope your stomach ain't weak
if you watch her wrestle live. I saw her in New Albany.

I saw her wrestle Kathy Owens back in January.
During Winter Wars, the ropes replaced with spiky strands.
Cuts all on her arms and her hands.
Nick Maniwa, sittin' ringside, callin' the action.

Clarksville, Indiana.
Ian Rotten is like a deathmatch Santa.
Bringing me the matchups that I crave to see live.
Randi versus Bryant Woods? Worth the drive.

Pullin' thumbtacks out your back ain't bad
when you have toothpicks in you, 'cause you can't
get them out easily by any means.
These things not meant to be done to human beings.

These things are the scenes of deathmatch dreams.
Glass flying. Agonizing screams.
Blood flowing in rivers and streams out the ring.
Forming a pool, it's almost too gory.

Performing at a level that's opening eyes.
She can keep up with the guys. No matter how many tries.
They scratch their heads, ask how and why?
Was I just defeated? The match flew by.

The fight is so epic I could swear I dreamt this.
Randi West. You would think she came from Memphis.
Such a strong style, others strugglin' to keep up.
She ain't done. She hasn't won until she's seen blood.
She ain't done. She hasn't won until she's seen blood.
She ain't done. She hasn't won until she's seen blood.

If you need some in-ring gear, she can hook you up.
Hit her up through Facebook. Quality stuff.
She made the shorts that she wore when she did the Drake tribute.
Took on Ludark. Cuttin, flesh, breakin' tubes.

As a kid, watchin' Lex Luger with her Grandma
inspired her to be a future wrestling star.
Now she travels far in a car to compete in a
squared circle and get bruised and scarred.

But she wouldn't have it any other way.
Always playin' sports back in the day. Softball.
Basketball. Volleyball. Never slowin' down to a crawl.
Always the number one chick down to brawl.

And if you need a fist to the skull?
Her fist is the bat and your face is the ball.
Hit you anywhere, anytime with a Bear Trap
Drive. How do you plan to survive?

Nick Maniwa gettin' live on the mic.
It's sick. Flesh is raw when it's cut with the spikes
of the barbed-wire. Sometimes they even use fire.
Splash the table with gas, grab a lighter.

Smash your sorry ass through all the plunder.
How you will recover is what I now wonder.
Thunderous roar from the crowd.
So loud, you don't hear the referee hit the three count.

The match is so epic I could swear I dreamt this.
Randi West. You would think she came from Memphis.
Such a strong style, others strugglin' to keep up.
She ain't done. She hasn't won until she's seen blood.
She ain't done. She hasn't won until she's seen blood.
She ain't done. She hasn't won until she's seen blood.


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