Cyclone - Fighter lyrics

[Verse 1] Combat ready for war at any second Kinda like Randy Couture, I'm never second When I throw the hands they back against the ropes Guess they don't understand that they have no hope 'Cuz I float like a plane and sting like a needle That's stuck in your veins, I'mma leave you there bleeding Leave you there needing the help of first aid And that is how I always end in first place Uh, but I'm never really in a fight The only time I throw a punch is if it's in a punchline The only time I battle is against another rapper If I feel like he's attacking then I will just throw it back in his face And then obliterate, I can do it any time just pick any date Im fighting like its Tyson hiding right in my skin Anonymous decision anytime that I win Only if I can't get the knockout blow in Boy I'm a fighter whenever I'm flowing [Hook] Fighter, punchlines, tryna please the judges On the stage, we perform in front of hundreds Fighter, always ready to scrap at any time So I guess everyone else should run and hide Fighter, go through heavy training to prepare Getting bulked up so opposition is scared Fighter, boy you know that I beat up the beat And that champion's belt is what I keep [Verse 2] Fight or flight, every night, this is do or die When I'm on the mic, spitting rhymes, shooting for the skies Getting into it, sending verses so fast It's like Jack Dempsey putting hurtings on bags My attack planned out perfect, how I'll do it I'll make movements oh so fluid and so prudent I'll have camera mans shooting Make a movie bout me fighting here in my music that's how I do it Got so many different looks y'all can't keep up I could write a mini book on how to creep up From behind and take the whole world by storm I'm not fake, I'll hit you with perfect form Its worthless for 'em go try and K.O. me I'll hurt 'em for it bruh, this my J.O.B Got cuts on your face, blood down to your waist Bloods what you taste, and you're thinking this a waste 'Cuz I'm landing these punches, and I bring the hooks in Handing you these punchlines, now bring the hook in [Hook] Fighter, punchlines, tryna please the judges On the stage, we perform in front of hundreds Fighter, Always ready to scrap at any time So I guess everyone else should run and hide Fighter, go through heavy training to prepare Getting bulked up so opposition is scared Fighter, boy you know that I beat up the beat And that champion's belt is what I seek [Verse 3] Trainer got you in the corner, tryna heal the blows Speaking to you like a foreigner, talking real slow 'Cuz he knows you just about went unconscious From my blows, yeah you just about lost this 'Cuz if this a game then I'm the boss level I'm king, hold the reign, while your just a lost rebel So you step back in the rink, this is swim or sink So you swim around the rink, just trying not to sink Coming at you rapid fire, then I throw the haymaker Your situations dire, can barely stay awake or Block my hits until your out cold And that's champions belt is what I hold So before you start a fight you better get a clue Just because I will not lose Ether flow, that's just how hard I go And you're knocked out now, just so ya know I finally got that knockout blow in Told ya I'mma fighter whenever im flowing [Hook] Fighter, punchlines, tryna please the judges On the stage, we perform in front of hundreds Fighter, Always ready to scrap at any time So I guess everyone else should run and hide Fighter, go through heavy training to prepare Getting bulked up so opposition is scared Fighter, boy you know that I beat up the beat And that champion's belt is what I keep