Poetry courtesy of the Kliq



From Kevin Nash:



Those suckers up North, they met all my demands

Even though my run as champ saw arenas with empty stands

But I drew good money as founder of nWo

Doesn't matter it happened damn near 5 years ago

I'm still Big Daddy Cool and I get what I want

I even got Scott Hall to not only drink but flaunt

X-Pac is here and HBK is back

A 2002 version of the nWo Wolf-pac

No one can beat me in the battle of wits

And if so, HBK will throw one of his fits

My knees are shot and I can't work a lick

Flair can't even carry me like he could a broomstick

If Benoit thinks he'll get a push, then I have news for him

Just look at how many times in WCW he got a win

Don't test my politics; I make Vince look weak

I've got 3 words for you: Bill Goldberg's streak





From HHH:



I tore my quad, but now I'm back for good

I refuse to rest, though the doc says I should

Ever since my return, my pace has gotten slow

But I still move like Tiger Mask compared to the Big Show

I work all the boys like a lamb led to slaughter

I simply can’t lose by dating the boss’ daughter

I’ll nix all the gimmicks that might get over Brock

Now’s my chance to shine in the absence of the Rock

That guy named Jericho, he's nowhere near ready yet

With me at the top, we'll see how far he'll get

With everyone I know, I'll be as honest as I can

Except that little lie 'bout Scott Hall being a new man

I took advantage of my push, unlike that guy Lex

I studied tapes and trained, and made the cover of Flex

I'm a student of the business, just a wrestler in disguise

Who knows how to swindle and bury the new guys

I knew nothing of Montreal, I say with a straight face

But I can sure squash the talents whose boots I can't lace

Those who know better often call me a phony

And if you think I'm not that way, just ask Joanie





From Scott Hall:



Boy oh boy I blew my big chance

So F'd up I couldn't keep my stance

Even Stone Cold knew how long I would last

Went from PPV main eventer to social outcast

Big boy Kevin couldn't save my job

They tossed me out & brought in the Big Slob

No nWo is complete without the Bad Guy

It's like a Ring of Honor show without Lo Ki

HBK is back, lookin' trim and hoss

All because he confessed to the Bret double-cross

That should be me, back in the Kliq

Feuding with Booker and squashing Slick Ric

But Vince is the real fool, what a disgrace

For agreeing to hire my ass in the first place





From Shawn Michaels:



So cool and calm, I'm back with a push

All it took was kissin' Vince's tush

They call me a hero for screwing evil Bret

Who won't let it go or forgive and forget

I just did what was told, no if's, and's or but's

It wasn't my career that was stuck in a rut

I tried to play it cool, like I knew nothing of the plot

Then I took that Rumble bump and now my back is shot

I put over Austin and even Iron Mike

Formed DX with a freak and a dyke

As soon as I left, business boomed to the sky

Russo left WCW with debts a mile high

Now Vince is the only game in town

2 crews: one on Raw, one on SmackDown

My only choice is to go with the flow

Or work for the Jarretts for 10 bucks a show

The option is clear, nothing more can be said

Except to go on Confidential and proclaim HBK dead





From X-Pac:



Lightning Kid, 1-2-3 Kid, Syxx & X-Pac

By choosing my friends my career has been a cakewalk

Yes I have talent and I bump like a ping pong

And my methods of advancement are clearly not wrong

I'll go on a streak where if I lose, I'm out

That wouldn't be possible without Big Kev's clout

I earned my spot, the others are just jealous

If they have a problem, why can't they just tell us?

We're easy to work with and do what we're told

We can't jump ship because soon they'll all fold

I'll stay right here and be a big hit

Unless the script changes, I'll threaten to quit

I have true heel heat and the fans hate my guts

They say I suck and they call me a putz

But if they knew the real me, they'd all love me so

'Cuz I learned it's not what you know, it's who you know