Songtexte Fight Song - Hybrid the Rapper feat. Bryan Samples

It's inside me to fight
I will hold this right
Let it out tonight
Get this out tonight
Scrage I hold inside
Leaves you cold inside
I got to get this out tonight
Can't hold it all

No, it's not a man alive that can stop my quest
My heart's on fire like I'm a shot in the chest
But what the hell am I if I'm not the best?
Cause I rise like the phoenix before I rot in my flesh
And I'm pumped up, so jump up and get your beat down
Now suck it up and knuckle up, you gettin' beat, clown
So what now? I said it's time to react
Fall up flat on your back from a backhand slap
Back and elbow from Jon Jones, my palms hurt
Cause I gripped the mic so tight and bombed first

Yeah, toe-to-toe, man-to-man, blow-for-blow
Hand-to-hand, I'm looking for respect
Check the mic or you're dead
Your heartbeat racing and I'm liking the sound
We can grab from the battle, we can make a new rap bout
Put your mic in the back up before you really get tapped out

It's inside me to fight
I will fold this right
Let it out tonight
Get this out tonight
Rage I hold inside
Leaves you cold and tired
I got to get this out tonight
Can't hold it on inside

If there's a good moment, I'm taking out pitiful opponents
Homie, I think you know it, when I step on the stage, I own it
And as soon as the bell ring, it's hell in the ring
You better tell the king that I'm coming for the thing
Like a kick in your chest, I'ma take your breath
If you step on my toes, I'ma break your leg
If you swing at my head, I'ma dunk and weak
Now we face to face, ain't no trick up my sleeve
And I really been training every day, trying to master my skill
Blood, sweat, and tears, here I am, the passion is real

Here I am, I stand like a man that can't die
An underdog against odds, I can't cry
When that tempo is right, I'm like himbo slice
With a pencil, I write, it's like a Ginsu knife
Yeah, the moment is mine, God gave me enough time
Too much pride to lose like a Gracie bloodbath

See me coming from a mile away, and my heartbeat pounces out of the cage
It's just another case of nerves getting me
I fight to the death, and I don't care if I die
I gotta man up, I'll block you straight in the eye

And I'm off the mat, dreaming of backing them off
Dreaming of blacks on the wall with my back on the wall
Are you ready to brawl? I'm coming for y'all
The bigger they are, dawg, the harder they fall
So I strike like a viper and take position
This ain't no split decision, this is straight submission
Tryna get paid better like Mayweather and Ali
Like a mix between Tony Jaa and Bruce Lee

Now I'm hungry and I'm starving and I fight like a squatter
My life in a nutshell and I think like I'm a father
I'm thinking of consequences, I'm thinking you hoppin' fences
I'm thinking of using my senses, I'm thinking you use repentance
As soon as the announcer pronounce your name
It amounts to an ungodly amount of pain
You can't count me out, you boxed in this box with me
It's like tryna box with Brock, you're not silly

It's inside me to fight
I will hold this right
Let it out tonight
Get this out tonight
This rage I hold inside
Leaves you cold and tired
I've got to get this out tonight
Can't hold it all inside