| First Line | Wrestler |
|---|
| Your time is up, my time is now... | |
| It's time to play the Game... | |
| If you smell... | |
| Break the walls down... | |
| I hear voices in my head... | |
| Here comes the money... | |
| No chance, that's what you've got... | |
| I'm here to show the world... | |
| It's a -- --, yes it is... | |
| Lucha... | |
| AWESOME... | |
| Oh oh oh oh, Let's Go... | |
| Catching flies... | |
| No, they don't want none... | |
| Well, it's the -- --... | |
| WOO WOO WOO... | |
| Somebody gon' get they ass kicked... | |
| You're SAWFT, you're sloppy... | |
| | First Line | Wrestler |
|---|
| Is it my eyes, when you look at me... | |
| I'm just one man... | |
| I'm on top this ain't even my peak... | |
| Making moves... | |
| One, Two, One, Two, Three, Go... | |
| People over there what's up... | |
| Rising from the ground, echoes of the sound... | |
| Hey man, we came to conquer and divide... | |
| Come to Puerto Rico... | |
| I'm used to feeling like I'm under the gun... | |
| You can look but you can't touch... | |
| Had a dream, I hadn't made it... | |
| Ooh! Tear the stars out from the sky... | |
| I'm ama-a-a-azing... | |
| Call to me, call to me... | |
| The kind mixed with the wicked... | |
| Style and grace, I'm never gonna be down... | |
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