I was five when I got Mike Tyson's Punch-Out
Mike was tough
Oh man, that guy could knock your lunch out
Then he went to jail (I went to jail)
His contract went upstream, Nintendo still had a scheme
With douchebaggy Mr. Dream
Oh no
Now, luckily, Punch-Out!! is back-ah
For the Wii
Wait
There's no Mike Tyson on the Wiimake?
Bull sh** co*k
So what's the point of having the remake?
That's a buncha sh**
Bald Bull I kind of like, but just 'cause we look alike
He's not half as cool as Mike
Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Mike Tyson
Yeah, boy
Lend me your ears
6, 7, 8
I'm Iron Mike and I'll knock you into space
I got more punch than Rihanna's face
Because I float like an inner tube and sting like a scorpion
I'll hit you so splendiferously, you'll need some morphi-en
Ask me if I like to eat meat, I am carnivorous
Ask me what kind of trees I like, I'd say coniferous
Ask me how my attitude is, it is vociferous
Don't believe the words that I say? Well then, consider this
I am ferocious, my word bank is copious
In fact it's supercalafragalistic-aladocious
I'm Kid Dynamite, always trippin' "Fight or Flight"
Cover up your ears, baby, I might try a bite
I ain't crazy, the media filets me
But now you know I rap like Ludacris or Jay-Z
That's a nice bike, brentalfloss
It's mine now
Whee
Whoa, bike
Tyson stole my bike
That guy's name is Mike
And he stole my bike
No
Tyson stole
Tyson stole
Stole my bike
Man, I hate Mike Tyson
I may be spastic, but I'm not made of plastic
I'm a vicious fighter, but my feelings are elastic
So I'm not slapstick, I'm majastic
f**in' fantastic when I grab a chick and slap dick
But be careful with the chicks and the dicks
One time I crossed the line and I got slapped with three to six
I don't even get half the sh** I spit
I'm not a dipstick, I just have a wit that is cryptic
Punch-Out