Somethin' gotta give.
It's not you!
Blockin' a Bull's more logical than foxin' wit you
obstacles move in ya path,
Knock em out they sox n shoes.
u can not lose.
they came play;
ur not in the mood.
trainin days burn pain from ya brain waves,
it's not a game; rain delay!
Beat em 2 the punch
make it @least a month
b4 he need his fronts
eat his lunch!
Show em what starvin' do
It hardens u,
till ur an arsenal of sharpened tools.
spartan tru to the warrior ways
Grip ur sword n engage
like this fight is 4 food n uve
fasted 40days.
forced to gaze in the eyes of foul men
we run outta wind every now n again.
But you'll die in the ring
waitin' on me to throw the towel in.


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