Lyrics:
don't put on a show
You're just another piece
Another piece of meat."
Next day she took me out
To a rough kick boxing show
Violence really turned
Niggas flipping
Niggas actin super shady
I was tripping
I was caught between the phases
I was flipping
I was boxing and bleeding with Satan
I was
boxing rings
And all the angels play Connect Four
Seems like a sailor's paradise
But turns out to be a bad dream
When I hit the ground running in
don't put on a show
You're just another piece
Another piece of meat."
Next day she took me out
To a rough kick boxing show
Violence really turned
yeah
Got a lil' mama in my telephone, she jumpin' all up on me yo (ayy)
Hoes all in my section, I don't want 'em, kick them bitches out like
the streets of Tokyo, get you fly kicks
Girl, your always on my mind
Got my head up in the sky
And I'm never looking down, feeling priceless
Yeah, where we
separate eyebrows
Racing down the slopes usually
Used for snow-style kick boxing
All ended up in the same toboggan sled
At the end...where did the other
cursin'
You see fees bees his carbon footprint how versing like he sold from constant oligarchin'
Lurking, boxing, working, walking
Calling duty, duty no
don't put on a show
You're just another piece
Another piece of meat."
Next day she took me out
To a rough kick boxing show
Violence really turned
Ouh, ouh
Assieds-toi, je t'explique
Tire le store automatique
Je vise le magnifique
Clac, bam, candy me kick
Oh-ah, oh-oh-ah
Pour être vrai,
Have you ever let yourself go
Threw your punches a little too hard, in Wii Sports boxing
And now you're falling
And now you're falling to the floor
Und trotzdem wurde aus mir was
Big Baller Big Player
Dunk auf dich
Ohne lay up
Kick me down
But I stay up
Fat Joe
I'm all the way up
Ja die millies hol
cross mean, my boxing team taught me not to let them up
My cardio's now better than it ever was, never once
HaveI felt, everything was all cured from
My double cup green like safari oh
Red go down like Mario
Vivi on no Asap Bario
Money blue Lucario
I'm finna run this shit got cardio
I'm finna run
on some different shii they never seen (Wooo)
Do my thing, running shit like cardio (Run it, I run it)
Dropping hits, killing shows, the life I choose
Shout out like a flatline, kick back and you'll be fine
Stinging like a butterfly, boxing like a bee
Just another terranaut tearing up everything he sees
jak w kick boxing
Łykaj moje wersy a nie proszki
Stop fałszywym ludziom już mam dość ich
Chcesz się ze mną bawić
Weź dorośnij
the TEC is to his back
Word is bond, I'ma smoke him, yo, don't fake no moves (what?)
Treat it like boxing, stick and move, stick and move
Nigga, you
the TEC is to his back
Word is bond, I'ma smoke him, yo, don't fake no moves (what?)
Treat it like boxing, stick and move, stick and move
Nigga, you
that at 17
How would you choose to cope if you were me
Unproductive habits turn to lifestyles, yelling that ain't me
And they said I needed cardio
So I
then kick me out the window
Yeah, I'm flying
Can't you see?
You can Call me in the morning
See if the party is still flowing through
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
Stand up tall hands reach high
Drop to the floor touch the sky
Kick back fast plank it tight
Push-up down jump to the light
Burpees up and down
Feel
Yohji Yamamoto on my kicks, they come triple toned (that's 2k)
Aye, Gotta chase a bitch, get my cardio (zoom)
Moving fast, hands back, head down like
This ain't no routine, it's pure dynamite!
Kicks poppin', like a firework display
Every move a victory, let your spirit sway
Sweat becomes rainbows,
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