Hov made me wanna throw the diamond up
Nas made me want a QB chain
Noriega made me wanna do Pharell beats
It was Dark and Hell is Hot dropped and my mood changed
Hov made me wanna throw the diamond up
Nas made me want a QB chain
Styles, Kiss and Sheek had me in the street
50 Cent on repeat on the 2 train
What made me by Dave East hit the P.A.
Leo “Lighting” Jones walked out with a slight head nod. His breads tightly fit to his head, the Harlem native was anxious yet excited for his debut. He took in the moment like a early sunrise.
“From Harlem,New York!!”
“Weighing in at 250lbs!”
“Standing at 6ft 3 inches tall”
“Leo! ‘Lighting’ Jones!!!!!”
The Hot Boys had me wanna cop mad toys
Puffy had me wanna be a bad boy
Biggie had me wanna be a jackboy
Now it's nothing less than 220 on the dashboard
I was taught to give it to him if he asked for it
Nine in your bladder, your dreams will shatter like a glass door
Knocking the chronic, we started gridin' gettin' bags off
Richie Porter, Azie had me wanting a black Porsche
Now we on Collins to get a better tan
Skimpin' them baggies, I kept an extra gram
I told the pilot keep flying, I hope we never land
"All I Need" word for word, I thought I was Method Man
Mary J. Blige on repeat
Leave you dead on vacation, brought the 9 to the beach
I'm my own man, so I don't care what your boy think
DJ Whoo Kid had me feelin' like I was Lloyd Banks
Leo felt the music as he took he step down the ramp. He was in his usual competition attire. Black tights with a baby Lighting bolt running down his left leg, no shirt and black laces up wrestling boots. He had both his wrists wrapped and his hair in medium length braids. He took each step with intentions of being there and being ready to put on a show. He high fives a couple fans, then walked up the steps. He paused and stepped through the ropes. He waited for the refs instructions while motioning to cut his music.
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