- published: 17 Dec 2012
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The Road Warriors were a professional wrestling tag team composed of Michael "Hawk" Hegstrand and Joseph "Animal" Laurinaitis. They performed under the name "Road Warriors" in the American Wrestling Association, the National Wrestling Alliance, and World Championship Wrestling, and the name Legion of Doom (L.O.D. for short) in the World Wrestling Federation. Under either name, their gimmick was the same – two imposing musclebound wrestlers in face paint. For brief periods, other wrestlers were added as stand-in partners for Animal. In Japan in the 1990s, Kensuke "Power Warrior" Sasaki often teamed with Hawk and Animal, separately and together.
Generally recognized as one of the greatest tag teams in professional wrestling history, Hawk and Animal were well known as innovators, popularizing the use of face paint, using their large physiques and power moves to win over audiences, and introducing a tandem maneuver known as the Doomsday Device. Both men used the move as a team finisher throughout their careers, even when teaming with other partners.
I spit fire when I jump in the booth
Straight arsonist, I'm highly marketed to the underground, it's targeted
Rhymes get better with time, I put my heart in it
Don't swine when I dine but this microphone I'm hogging it
Twenty-two days on the road, lifestyle out of control
Like a baker I'm getting this dough
Another country, another ho, more drama
In the hotel killing that bush like Osama
Punch and the Snowgoons, we keep the crowd moving
The hottest, we not losing, we don't give a bumsen
Choosing to be the Scheiße, we all riding
Your rap career the reason the rap game's dying
Don't knock brothers, we hustle with block huggers
My niggas coming for that head like a cocksucker
All wack ass rappers we straight riding
Go against the Road Warriors and you're dying
Burn the rubber, let no man put us under
Through the lightning and the thunder, the next world wonder
We hotter than the summer and bold enough to smoulder you
We the Road Warriors, the Road Warriors
We burn the rubber, let no man put us under
Through the lightning and the thunder, the next world wonder
We hotter than the summer and bold enough to smoulder you
We the Road Warriors, the Road Warriors
Yo Sadat X, me and [?] connect
The Goons and [?] balloons [?] come at your neck most direct
A major problem that your department cannot correct
You're sick as heck, the black David Berkowitz
I roam the set, comb the stretch for known threats
Uphold the rep, the chosen vets compose a sketch for swollen cheques yes
[?] sit inside a folder on my desk
So you best, the pony express [?]
It's wordless so each word is curved liked an S
Get strangled till your last word float off your last breath
You're lower than earthworms come out of dead flesh
At the venue extra fresh on the [?] signing breasts
Every ghetto, every city, every borough, every hood
It's all just unwritten, everybody understood
And think you're sweet if you can like Little Engine That Could
Hit the road and flood the engine Warriors hey yo what's good
Splash fest, splash on her chest, stain up her yes
The cowboy range is the world
Get drunk, see [?]
Mom you not safe, [?] said I just [?]
One to the nozzle, cash rule everything around me
Dude wanna pound me [?]
I drink off the vine man, might stay in the Rhineland
With Ana and Gretta, she touched me, I let her
Many moves, Snowgoons, snobodies, you're all funny moneys
To bills with George face, see the Benz [?] same in the sky
The apple of my mama eye, I get high [?]
Of course Atlanta gonna burn, I holla and she don't say a word
Play the odds, how the fuck you gonna play the gods?
Understand the cowboy rides alone