B. Dolan - Fight Night lyrics

[Verse 1] Step in the ring like a k**er on the run Dead man stare "Ready" everything it wants Face flushed, taped gloves, laced up The bigger they come, the deeper the grave dug Layin' in the cut is the k**er of kings A trained gun will make 'em murder machine A-gain the stomach muscle, face to come and struggle Blunt force to crush you, make you lay amongst rubble Recognize the weapon eyes headed for your jaw Your jab was telegraphed soon as you stepped in the door You set it off with the simplest things "All hail the king of the ring" [Verse 2] All fell when the Glock clip swings And followed the forgotten instinct when the darkness sings Drop the gock when god's fists swing Arms too short to box in a box for sick dreams Doing battle with the moving shadow- pure punishment Hay makers and razorblades will cut your feet from under you You punch drunk, you f**ed up- get naked in the agony Paint your blood across the canvas and create a masterpiece You have to be fast on your feet to last with the rapping police And parry the jabs of the beast With sociopaths trying to pa** as athletes This life is a fighter that devours the weak Reach for the bra** ring All you get is the beat down "Down goes the challenger" Crowd out they're seats They raise up a champion to smash 'em They're so hungry for a piece of the action [Hook] Its fight night and the devil is ringside laughin' Its fight night and the devil is ringside Some fight for power, some fight for pride Some fight to stay on top, some fight to stay alive Its fight night and the devil is ringside