Chorus: Yo, it's a 12 round knockout Yo, it's a 12 round knockout Yo, it's a 12 round knockout I'm going all 12 rounds and I'm never gonna drop out (repeat) Yo, I keep my eyes focused 'cuz time is ticking to the final moments My opponents try to approach us but they can't hold us How you gonna stop the Son when your plan is hopeless We got the Father shining on us with angelic soldiers I keep my gloves on, for every challenge that is brung on Back against the ropes I still hung on I've been swung on and told I wouldn't last long But I was the only one standing at the last gong So come on, bring it on now if you got it 'Cuz even with a pair of brakes son, you couldn't stop it My head down, hands swinging 'till the last round Toe for toe, pound for pound, 'till the bell sound My feet moving, more than conquerin', I'm never losing My eyes on the prize even when the crowd is booing King and king is got every punch that I swing It's a 12 round knockout let the bell ring Chorus 2x Satan put your dukes up I mean, yeah your crew is rough, but they ain't looking too tough So when your crew is up (what then?) I stay covered in the blood of the Lamb from the shoes up I put my boots up, I throw my gloves on Bobbing and weaving, ducking and dodging, come on! I gots plenty more, whatever you gots I stay ready for 12 round make it 24 Chorus 2x There goes the final bell sound I watch the crowd jump to their feet like a last second touchdown Try and stop me? Heh, that's like using your feet to try and slow a truck down You better duck down! When this uppercut comes 'round We come down to make it phat without even gaining one pound Any one city, one town We proclaim the God who reigns from the sunup to the sundown Chorus 2x Chorus 2x Chorus 2x