Prize Fighter Lyrics

My mind feels like a war zone

It's the end of the world

Trapped and out of control

I hit up the mic and it's time to get low

I was killin' in the main hall

The next song is Faith of God Lord

So won't you come film my bike beats

But if I agree, I don't lie

Miles and years, I just walk the bike

Dreamin' of the stars and pay tickets at the BB

And then see you at the mark on the map of the balls

One more job and I break in the taxman return

So beat Spotify, get high, don't lie

Miles and years, I just walk that bike

Dreamin' of the stars, pay tickets at the BB

And then see you at the bars

One more smoke and I'll burn it till I churn it

Drop the drink, no more sinkin

If I could live a code, it would be red and mink

I'm like the statue dancing, Cleopatra

Stoning at the bands off the wall

Got the Medusa whacking, reacting

Crazy as I'm adapting

Drop the drink, it's time to recede

No more time waiting to rethink

Come out like a tiger

I'll win as the appreciate the prize fighter

My stripes are clean, I'm ready to be

Zig or a man, that hit the program

Digital freak, digital freak

My new first life, it's a twist

The turn up was weak

But I'm monster juice in the morning

Ready to rebuke, to the dawning

Repent of sin, and I'm gone till I spill out the sin

I'm getting one more time, ready to rewind

I'm gonna get the pills right now

It's a lie, I'm a movie star

One more solo, it's gonna be wild

Styles ready to abound

It's a bell, a crazy bell

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So would you feel my bite

Hit me on Spotify, get high, don't lie

Miles and years I would walk and bite

Dreaming of the stars, I pay tickets

If I be even singing up at the bars

One more drama and I wake in the taxman return

One more lesson I won't be learned

Nothing and I'm gonna get it out

Stuntin', got a next year

Like three seasons coming

Spring, summer, fall

Rolls with no snowboardin

In the winter I'm gonna choke

Till it gets the air out

H-G-O-R-S-T

And it's gonna produce him

I'm still rebukin

I'm sinning, I'm bleeding

Now I'm gonna be offended

I'm a drop 15, time to be seen

No more time, ready to defeat

Coming out like a tiger

Again as a prize fighter

My stripes are thin

And I'm living to the days of the man