They got you backed up against the wall
See if you got what it takes to fight them all
Anxious, nerves a mess, might hurl
Red in the face like a sunburnt white girl
Dukes up, ready for the scuffle
One tough cookie, a veteran that hustles
Muscles ache, symptoms unknown
One rickety ride, Brooklyn Cyclone
Hold tight, clenched-fist free fall
You incite this no-holds-barred brawl
All or nothing, punch buggy ugly
Two out of three judges agree smugly
Demented grin, hook full of medicine
Left jab, sob story, violin
Chin check, gla** jaw brittle
T.K.O. busted second fiddle
A middleweight in a heavyweight division
Ringside realities collide
Hit the canvas, you let him have it
He like "I'll get you next time, Gadget!"
(Hook)
So cold blooded, right to bear arms
Harms way, emergency alarm
Sound clash, trash talk
f** y'all I'm from New York
Attack life headfirst, blitzkrieg
Gloves off, bear knuckles fists bleed
Lead punch, follow through body blow
Crude inside, borderline psycho
Random crimes and hard times
Broken hearts ??? crushed spines
Bruised ego, a**ailant Jane Doe
Contusion, hell hole tenfold
Flesh wound, Dog Day Afternoon
Break the bank in a Halloween costume
What a getup, they call him a sicko
Leader of his one man army, CEO
Chokehold, camel clutch, knee drop
Off the top turnbuckle tree top
Fall guy, better luck next time
Cut to the bone, nothing but raw rhymes
(Hook)