1, 2, 3, 4
You in the ring a thing, not a man And what I bring is shots to the make a fool sing, soprano Fall setter, ain't nuttin' Massive concussion, career over, no
eyes closed, broke nose, cheeks swole You can't see, vision a peep ho ain't no slug-fest or exhibition It's a disaster, cold, beat-down, massacre
Call in the doctor, he's rocked and socked-up the police, the champ's insane and oughta be locked up Pay-per-viewers to try to not to light the whole block up He's hurt and he's wobbling and he can't his things up
gettin' banged up Uppercuts, overhead right, left jab Right a change up Big thing, he's and canvas smell like dirt, don't it? El Cool Magnifico all weak opponents
combinations are taking me places Knockin' my opponents outta they shoes tight laces Makin' faces as they body hit the canvas in The championship belt is what I taste and claim the game
Pound for pound, you got the man standing right here 'Round for 'round, I got the cowards runnin' in Town for town, fans stand and cheer knockout king is up in the ring
1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 4 to the body and 2 to the 1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, ding, ding, now on again
Uh, for 'round and pound for pound the king of the ring with a hundred knockouts Uppercuts to the chin, knock your out Got your corner-man that you ready to pout
Yeah, he hit the in front of a sell-out crowd punk, ain't no need to go 12 'rounds The belt was mine as you heard the bell sound Roper Doe style, with the best around
Taped-up wrist, swing fist and miss When I crush your face it feels a tonne of bricks After the standin' head to your corner to sit Manager at you, "Fight back, move his fists"
It matter 'cause he walked dead into by bisteses Don't get mad you lost to the top of the lists I'm sick, with the work, demented and vicious Plus I'm so the ring girls be blowin' me kisses
1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 4 to the and 2 to the chin 1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, ding, ding, now it's on
Body-blow, uppercut, accidental Ming Lou's in the ring, no gon' happen, stage all tappin' Skills end all the gossipin' and yappin'
I'm talkin' Roy ability Knock anybody up in the Black guy after I guys Spectators like Johnny Amazed, ain't no love only
Let me hit you with these Servin' you from the Step the range of my blows and get rolled up Folded-up wit' your snot-box on ya him up so I can put bangs and bings on ya
You see two of me, ya? From the of punches To your and your kidneys Should'a did you crunches I throw in bunches Got me grabbin' and now Tryna the grill up out your mouth
1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 4 to the body and 2 to the 1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, ding, ding, now it's on
1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 4 to the and 2 to the chin 1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, ding, ding, now on again