12 Round Knockout

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Yo, its a 12 round knockout

Yo, its a 12 round knockout

Yo, its a 12 round knockout

I'm going on 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 go it

'Cuz even with a padded 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 cockhen and 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

Its a 12 round knockout let the bell swing

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I'm saying "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

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There goes the final bell sound

I watch the crowd jump to their feet like a last second touchdown

Try and stop me?

Heh, thats like using your feet to try and slow a truck down

You better duck down! When this uppercut comes around

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

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