Out on your feet standing 8, standing, 8 You can't look to me when you sealed your own fate It's one to four and you're half way there I can tell from your face your and blank stare That there ain't nothin' going on upstairs And the state that you're in is despair It ain't rare that your eyes are seeing double It's par time for the course 'cause you know you're in some trouble
One - check the eyes for some vision Two - I seem to sense indecision Three - you're getting weak in the knees Four - crying please baby please Five - begins the loss of the brain cells Six, six, six - and you go to hell Seven - you ain't looking so right Eight - it's too late that's the end of the fight Out on your feet standing 8, Standing 8 out on your feet standing 8
So what went wrong, you were so strong where's The flow in your show Must been something, but I don't know You fly like an eagle, but you die like a dove It seems to me that your name is mud
Blood on the canvas painting a portrait A slice of life and the fact that you're unfit But you kept steppin' and gettin' your wreckin' It seems like awhile but it only took a second
Was that right? was that the left? was it the jab? Or was it this hook?
It's undisputed, but who did the damage Do you think you can manage Are you in or are you out? Now there was a time when your mind was you mind It's a desperate state I find when you're holding up The peace sign your name to the contract to get Yourself some combat but won't that start bringing About decision You've got a choice, much due respect or beat into Submission...