[Intro: Justin Roberts]
The following contest is scheduled for one fall
Introducing first from Milwaukee, Wisconsin
He is the number one contender
Josiah Williams

[Verse: Josiah Williams]
You know I had to write a song for all the fighters
And all the survivors
Gotta work hard for that gold, that's the ultimate desire
I get frustrated and tired, but I won't let that wreck me
I walk the only path that I allow to direct me
I'm not a lone wolf, I'm part of the pack
This what happens when they tell you that you start at the back
Don't they know that I am too blessed, I will never do less
My flow is a moveset, y'all gon catch a suplex

Look at all that I've accomplished
If I take the credit, y'all can toss me in the mosh pit
I am God's kid, I follow as He instructs
And I don't pay any mind if you try to interrupt
Yo, I got more than money could ever buy, DiBiase
Million dollar posse
Always there to watch me
Y'all know what I wrestled with, I used to be reckless
Now I'm tryna tell y'all what the message is
Definite

Things are getting strange, shoutout to Eleven
Kinda like you, I consider my mind to be a weapon
My Padre told 'em, if you had a brain, you'd be dangerous
So I'mma use His name 'til I start to see the game switch

I'll grab the mic and tell y'all now
That the message is loud, proud, and spelled on out
Made a call to all my challengers. Who's next up?
I'll lay the Smackdown on 'em, like Rusev crush!

My girl don't like wrestling, that's hilarious
I bet you she gon' laugh, cause I'm sharing this
So all my name drops are not important
Unless, of course, it's somebody like Randy Orton
I'm focused on evolution, I don't need the legacy
I gotta direct the generation that's ahead of me
I am NXT, from row, waddup Izzy?
When it's my turn, it's time to go to work. Get busy

I am a champ in training, I don't waste time complaining
I ain't gotta check the clock, it's my time reclaiming
They show love to the boy, I give it right back to The Man
Then I'm back to the plan, Nia Jax with the hands
They say wrestling is fake, fake, fake
Why you watch it? Why you tryna find ya break, break, break
Don't know why they all so worried
But I know I've got 'em lookin'
Get your nose outta the pot
Unless you're smellin' what I'm cooking, yeah!

Glory to my brother, He's The Son, and I'mma child
I'm thankful for every single blessing I compile
I keep showing love to my enemies
And while they don't like it, my style is to kick back with a smile

A decade I've been watching all my favorite guys wrestle
A decade I've been working, and improving my potential
If y'all had any doubt, well let this be a testament
That every song I write is just my character development

I don't care where I am. I've gotta represent
Down since day one, been the same ever since
I serve a greater purpose, that's what I'm fighting for
They try to light a war, negativity I ignore
I've already stepped up, now I've gotta live it
I've got you listening, so now y'all are certified as a witness
Yeah!
Always give you something to remember
Last man standing, number one contender
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