Boxing Bars
Eyez
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Intro: Here comes international Grime artist, Eyez, It’s Eyez, man I don’t box like Dillian Whyte But I’ve got boxes if you’re dealing with white That’s nine ounces in both of my hands Come like the gloves on Dillian Whyte I Come from the red side, I rep for the corner But I don't fight like Dereck Chisora Get me the borer Thoughts in my head and it's torture Me, I'm good friends with your daughter Ona man can't swing with me Or go toe-to-toe in the ring with me Or do circuits in the Gym with me How can they be the king when I'm "Prince" Naseem? Run up on a man in a bally in a strally Me and Muhammed catch them slipping in the Ali I don't fight like Joe Calzaghe One scram, two man on a Kawasaki Bouncers didn't wanna let me in the club cah' they're picky And I've got my Hatton like Ricky So I had to have it out with the doorman I put man to sleep like Nathan Gorman Bring about five man through to my tour, man Name's not George, but man are all Forman You don't want war, man Are you really sure, man? Big right uppercut that'll make his jaw hang Ref better ring the alarms Got techniques I ain’t swinging arms Fight with fists but I've still got tings in palms From Derbs, Amir like Khan Them man are Brook like Kelly Ain't got a penny Still going halves on a twenty Man, I got an awkward style like "Sugar" Ray Lenny Tekky, I'm ready when you're ready I don't fight like Anthony Josh Get my hands on a kosh Them mans getting crushed How many man shout "gang" that are posh? All of your mandem are washed It's like, walk on my block then you're taking a risk I don't care if your name's not Chris cah' I'll still take Eubank Run up on man in a bally and a durag Pussyhole, tell me where the food's at I'm from the city of the Rolls Royce Man can't speak for me, I've got my own voice He don't wanna scrap? He's got no choice Cah' I'm a big juggernaut like Joe Joyce Yeah, don't say my name in vein Deal with Stardawg but I give David Hayes Move at an amazing pace Big right hook that will rattle his brain I got hands like Pacquiao Uppercut, bang him out Eyes in the back of his head, now he's blacking out Tongue's all hanging out Coaches dash his towels Ting on my waist and I'll back it out Yeah, don't get brave on the wrong day I'll leave man on the Ward like Andre Got a french ting but she don't speak Anglais Prowler, she's Wilder than Deontay Yeah, see me on the Mike like Tyson Normal, see me on a set with my guys from Walsall Cali pack landed, arrived in Cornwall (Stinky!) Never had a fight in your life, that's awful But I'm known to get dough 140, don't slow the tempo Combos come like Lomachenko You're talking gang, you don't know the ends, though I'm a big belly boy like Butter Bean I've got gloves on my hands, that's one on each I've got cats on the line, want one of each I've got buds on my hands like Chong & Cheech Them man inject roids He's not hench, that's void I've never been boyed From a junior, I've been on my Jones like Roy Undefeated like Floyd I just want to kick back on an Island Seashore looking Sandy like Ryan Them man think they're gang but they're hiding You don't wanna see my Fury like Tyson No gloves on my hands when I'm fighting If I've got gloves on my hands, I'm riding Grinding, I just want Mills like Myron Rising, true say my life's exciting (It's Eyez, man!) I'm a five-star barrer Ever since Joseph gave me that Parker Sip a likkle one water in the corner Still tryna look for the plug like charger (Where's he at?) And I'm about, I'm about Knock man down, now he's out for the count Them man go one round and they're out Knock man down, now he's out for the count Big belly boy like Andy Ruiz (Fat boy!) I don't think man can handle the speed I want my licence back like Ty Mitchell They don't want me back on the scene When you hear Eyez, that name means danger My chick fights like Katie Taylor Came from the East of the mids like Froch I'm a certified boxer, ask my trainer How many times does a man have to tell you Pull up at Anthony's Yarde, I won't Bellew I got loud in a bag that's smell-proof Can't sell to the cats I sell to Girl from Breazeale, she ain't got a Price AJ, I've been the champion twice Life is a gamble, roll the dice Everybody wanna give me their advice I'm a top boy if you didn't know See man in front of the video Never lost a fight like Billy Joe Always got green in my hand like Piccolo I'm Garcia improving Come like Canelo with movement I'm a triple G, ain't losing Punch man, make sure it's filmed by Kugan
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Written by: ANTHONY BAMGBOYE, ISAAC BENJAMIN ELIJAH BRANFORD, THOMAS PATRICK BRODERICK
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