Jim Johnston, Chris Classic - 619 lyrics

Who's that jumpin out the sky?
R-E-Y Mysterio, here we go
When the mask out, the girls they pass out
The boys just black out, better tap out

Go!, Off the top ropes, look out below
The next thing ya know, You'll be on the flo'
What ya gonna do when you're on ya back?
From my mean body slam, ah damn ya whack
Your like "What the heck?" All of a sudden
This dude's sittin on my neck
Where's the ref? Straight from the WWE
Know how much trouble you see?
When you face the Man of Mystery
Flippin and spinnin and doin it fast
You can't remove the mask, Why?
Cause he's kickin ya ass!

Mr mysterious is serious and delirious
And everybody's curious
Wanna know where he's from, and yo
Who is he?
Don't know a damn thing, But he gets busy
The entertainer and ya now on his stage
And it doesn't matter if you're in the
Ring or trapped in a cage
What he looks like? You all dyin to see
But guess what? Looks like a winner to me

Who's that, Out the sky?
R-E-Y mysterio, Here we go
Off the top rope, Below on the flo
Ya back, Ah damn, Ya wack
WWE, Trouble ya see, Mystery
Flippin and spinnin, Doin it fast
Remove the mask, Why?, Ass
Where he's from, Yo, Who is he?
But he gets busy