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Brock Edward Lesnar (/ˈlɛznər/; born July 12, 1977) is an American professional wrestler, actor, former mixed martial artist and amateur wrestler, signed with WWE and appearing on its Raw brand. He is also a former UFC Heavyweight Champion and former #1 ranked mixed martial arts (MMA) Heavyweight by Sherdog; he was ranked #5 before he announced his retirement at the end of 2011. Lesnar is an accomplished amateur wrestler, winning the 2000 NCAA heavyweight wrestling championship and placing second in 1999, losing in the finals to 1999 world freestyle wrestling champion and future New England Patriots offensive lineman Stephen Neal.
He gained prominence in World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE) from 2002 to 2004, where he is a former three-time WWE Champion, becoming the youngest WWE Champion at age 25 with his first reign. Lesnar was the 2002 King of the Ring and the winner of the 2003 Royal Rumble. After leaving WWE, Lesnar pursued a career in the NFL. He played during the preseason for the Minnesota Vikings, but ended up being a late cut. Lesnar returned to professional wrestling at the end of 2005, and joined New Japan Pro Wrestling (NJPW), where he won the IWGP Heavyweight Championship in his first match. He was officially stripped of the title by NJPW in July 2006, and took the physical belt with him to Inoki Genome Federation (IGF), where he was still recognized as IWGP Champion until June 2007.
I'm tryin' drop science for ya man
Tell your herd shut the fuck up, now that's silence of the lambs
I'm an animal, I eat rappers, call me Hannibal
The track is crazy but I'm spittin ??low on a piano note??
You must be crazy, if you rhymin' wit me
Think I'm datin' Alicia the way I'm ruff rydin' these keys
Never trust a bitch enough to let her buy me some trees
Might let her get a puff if she down to get on her knees
I cause abuse to tracks, you ain't use to that
I got a AK flow you the deuce deuce of rap
It's double R my whole camps a bunch of ruthless cats
Throw you off the roof and be like where the proof is at?
We ball hard like 155th out at the Rucker
Keep talkin' shit, you won't see Next Friday like Chris Tucker (Is this what you want?)
It's the fake throwbacks, you ain't foolin' no one
You the type to drive out to New Jersey to cop a old one
Y'all rappers is sick, I got the antidote, and it's dope, tie your hands with rope,
Throw you overboard, make you abandon boat
With a backhanded blow I bandage folks, fuck a can of smoke,
Crack yo cantalope with a can of coke
You cipher thugs swear you got the biggest scrotums
Y'all nothin' but little bitches hidin' behind yo modems
You think you a big fish in the pond on the internet
Guess what big fish you can get caught in a net
Oh shit, what the fuck am I doin'?