Standing 8

Out on your feet standing 8, standing 8

You can't look to me when you sealed your own fate

It's one to four and you're halfway there

I can tell from your face, your and blank stareThat there ain't nothin' going on upstairs

And the state that you're in is despair

It ain't rare that your eyes are seeing double

It's par time for the course 'cause you know, you're in some troubleOne, check the eyes for some vision

Two, I seem to sense indecision

Three, you're getting weak in the knees

Four, crying, please baby, pleaseFive, begins the loss of the brain cells

Six, six, six, and you go to Hell

Seven, you ain't looking so right

Eight, it's too late, that's the end of the fightOut on your feet, standing 8

Standing 8, out on your feet, standing 8So what went wrong, you were so strong

Where's the flow in your show

Must been something, but I don't know

You fly like an eagle, but you die like a dove

It seems to me that your name is mudBlood on the canvas, painting a portrait

A slice of life and the fact that you're unfit

But you kept steppin' and gettin' your wreckin'

It seems like awhile but it only took a secondWas that right? Was that the left?

Was it the jab? Or was it this hook?It's undisputed, but who did the damage

Do you think you can manage?

Are you in or are you out?

Now there was a time when your mind was your mindIt's a desperate state I find when you're holding up the peace

Sign your name to the contract to get yourself

Some combat but won't that start bringing about decision

You've got a choice, much due respect or beat into submission