Brutalized Songtext
von Necro
Brutalized Songtext
I noticed a lot of boxing memorabilia
We got some gloves over here, pictures everywhere
Who′s the boxer?
Me
You're the boxer?
Yeah
You′re a tough guy
Yeah, tough enough
Really? What could you do?
To you?
Yeah
I'm a street fighter like M. Bison
I might bite you like Tyson, try for the license
Put ice on the cut, doctors'll be splicing it up
Rocky, snuff right to the gut
I′m a Spartan, start beef, my fists′ll harden
You punch like a girl but you ain't Christy Martin
You get no love, hit you with no gloves
Duff you like Sho′nuff, shove you, no one's above
My thunder and lightning, your eyes sting
No wonder you need Visine, not surprising
London prize ring, felt you were ill
Your black belt ain′t shit
When you were attacked in your jail cell, you fainted
While you pumping dope in you, I'm jumping rope
There′s no hope for you, dope chump, jealous lazy bum
No matter, son, I'm training whether it's sunny or raining
Like Sonny, I′m reigning, you Patterson
You realize when I close up your two eyes
You getting brutalized
Size you up, prize fight shit, die what?
You getting brutalized
Fake tough guys break and snuff, no compromise
You getting brutalized
Size ain′t shit, big guys see demise too
You getting brutalized
Yo, yo, I laugh at you fronters, a no-skill rider
You ain't no ill fighter, you telegraph punches
Shots thrown from the hip, your dome split open
Hematobin, you should′ve known you're shit
Defense techniques from a knuckle bone pletz
Your knees buckle, you′re weak, sucker, don't snitch
Deal with it, real with it, it′ll heal quick
Then I run up on you again and bust open your shit twice
Three times, quadruple, rip apart pupils
Kick like marsupials, hard and brutal
Now watch how we get busy, you left dizzy
Left right hook, where is he? Sidestepping, you miss me
Repping the rugged, prepping myself, thug it
Militants, weapons are hands deadly, slug it
Out, you're bugging out, drugged up, get knocked out
Your mug plugged up with stitches, you're ugly now
You realize when I close up your two eyes
You getting brutalized
Size you up, prize fight shit, die what?
You getting brutalized
Fake tough guys break and snuff, no compromise
You getting brutalized
Size ain′t shit, big guys see demise too
You getting brutalized
We got some gloves over here, pictures everywhere
Who′s the boxer?
Me
You're the boxer?
Yeah
You′re a tough guy
Yeah, tough enough
Really? What could you do?
To you?
Yeah
I'm a street fighter like M. Bison
I might bite you like Tyson, try for the license
Put ice on the cut, doctors'll be splicing it up
Rocky, snuff right to the gut
I′m a Spartan, start beef, my fists′ll harden
You punch like a girl but you ain't Christy Martin
You get no love, hit you with no gloves
Duff you like Sho′nuff, shove you, no one's above
My thunder and lightning, your eyes sting
No wonder you need Visine, not surprising
London prize ring, felt you were ill
Your black belt ain′t shit
When you were attacked in your jail cell, you fainted
While you pumping dope in you, I'm jumping rope
There′s no hope for you, dope chump, jealous lazy bum
No matter, son, I'm training whether it's sunny or raining
Like Sonny, I′m reigning, you Patterson
You realize when I close up your two eyes
You getting brutalized
Size you up, prize fight shit, die what?
You getting brutalized
Fake tough guys break and snuff, no compromise
You getting brutalized
Size ain′t shit, big guys see demise too
You getting brutalized
Yo, yo, I laugh at you fronters, a no-skill rider
You ain't no ill fighter, you telegraph punches
Shots thrown from the hip, your dome split open
Hematobin, you should′ve known you're shit
Defense techniques from a knuckle bone pletz
Your knees buckle, you′re weak, sucker, don't snitch
Deal with it, real with it, it′ll heal quick
Then I run up on you again and bust open your shit twice
Three times, quadruple, rip apart pupils
Kick like marsupials, hard and brutal
Now watch how we get busy, you left dizzy
Left right hook, where is he? Sidestepping, you miss me
Repping the rugged, prepping myself, thug it
Militants, weapons are hands deadly, slug it
Out, you're bugging out, drugged up, get knocked out
Your mug plugged up with stitches, you're ugly now
You realize when I close up your two eyes
You getting brutalized
Size you up, prize fight shit, die what?
You getting brutalized
Fake tough guys break and snuff, no compromise
You getting brutalized
Size ain′t shit, big guys see demise too
You getting brutalized
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