Boxer
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Already on the ground after a single kick
Biting the dust like a poor boy
Recovering is getting harder
Next hit, it’s gonna be like Hell
Like a fist in your face
At the speed of sound
Bloodstained cheeks look like two fresh chopped steaks
Arms and legs are heavier than steel
Smile has been lost like a feelingless nightmare
Left eye is hardly open to watch the end
Like a spit on your grave
Shame is all around
Biting the dust like a poor boy
Recovering is getting harder
Next hit, it’s gonna be like Hell
Like a fist in your face
At the speed of sound
Bloodstained cheeks look like two fresh chopped steaks
Arms and legs are heavier than steel
Left eye is hardly open to watch the end
Like a spit on your grave
Shame is all around
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Olivier Segonne, Hakim Boughrara, Thibaut Wine, Emmanuel Taffarelli
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Ronnie Brown
I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocketful of mumbles such are promises
All lies and jest
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest, mhmm
When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of a railway station running scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there
Now the years are rolling by me
They are rocking evenly
I am older than I once was
And younger than I'll be, that's not unusual
It isn't strange after changes upon changes
We are more or less the same
After changes we are more or less the same
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Leading me, going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every glove that laid him down
And cut him 'til he cried out
In his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the fighter still remains, mhmm
Philip schwichtenberg
My brother is a wrestler. He spent weeks trying to keep himself at a certain weight to be allowed in his preferred weight group. At the tournament weigh in he found him self to be JUST over the required weight, meaning he would be bumped up a class, putting him with a bunch of giants. He ran to the washroom and took an absolute monster shit, went back to the weigh in and sure enough, he was now just below the required weight. Took home silver in the weight class
Tawfiq Adebiyi
Pics or it didn't happen
I’m Wild Sauce
Pretty common thing, I’ve been overweight and underweight for a weight class, but it was worth the torture😂😅
Máté Dömötör
He is a genius
CJ Ichida
typically day at a meet actually
bob le
@faux yeah I was on the wrestling team back in high school that happens all the time. My coach's said your only a true wrestler if you can shit on command.
Phillip Roberson Jr
I'm a boxer and this is something I'm gonna start doing! Looks like a good idea anyways.
Tremendous Yeet
@Read This Comment 👇🏻 21 years old is not a teen.
star lightning duelist
I mean, your gonna get punched anyways
Phillip Roberson Jr
@The Otaku Dragon Slayer thank you!