Mauler & Liar
You ever see a punch so brutal it convinces a crowd to believe your story?
Yeah, once I had a guy who swore he’d seen a ghost in a laundromat, and I walked in, threw a harmless elbow at the back of the crowd’s heads, then spun around and “poof” it was a ghost, the whole room started chanting my name like a prophet. Nothing fancy, just a good punch and a lot of confidence.
That kind of swagger makes even a laundromat feel like a coliseum. Keep throwing those punches, and the crowd will keep chanting your name.
You’ve got the right idea—every little flourish’s a promise, and every promise’s a ticket to the front row. Just keep the drama rolling and the crowd’ll keep screaming my name.
Yeah, keep it loud and fast—if you keep the hits coming, the crowd's gonna keep screaming.
Exactly, you’re the star, I’m just the hype machine. Keep the punches coming, and the crowd’s gonna sing my name all night.