BT Music & BT Ahzure - Midnight Fight

Swing, right, just like your life
Swing, right, put up a fight
Swing, right, just like a drive
Swing, right, did that four times
You did it four times and I dodged that (watch that)
I land a jab and then I can just step back (step back)
Run all you want but you gon' catch that (straight facts)
This the real deal, not no punch pads (punch pads)
Pitch black when I walk out
Ready to walk you down until you blacked out
Could've caught you with the sun out
But I waited just to have both you and the sun down
Ding, ding, when I knock you out clean
Still hear those bells even outside the ring
Put through the ringer and out come the king
But there's one outcome and that will be me
But you too scared to fight
You talk all the crap but I see through your lies
So I'll pull up at night, with gloves, no knives
Ain't gon' be nice, you tried to hide
Oh, there go the bells
Looks like it's me versus you, no one else
I was your nightmare but now I'm your hell
We touched our gloves and you started the fight with the
Swing, right, just like your life
Swing, right, put up a fight
Swing, right, just like a drive
Swing, right, did that four times
You did it four times and I dodged that (watch that)
I land a jab and then I can just step back (step back)
Run all you want but you gon' catch that (straight facts)
This the real deal, not no punch pads (punch pads)
From a fight to a brawl
You were more brains and no brawn
Reaching for walls
Reaching for anything that you had saw
This was your house and you still had looked lost
That puzzled face gone, when my fists involved
You swing for the ropes and I swing for your jaw
All my moves calculated, with no flaws
100 percent when making these calls
But I ain't finished, with all my business
I'm real committed, I'm just beginning
When I be in this, murdered is witnessed
I'll keep on fighting even if convicted
Oh, there go the bells
Looks like it's me versus you, no one else
I was your nightmare but now I'm your hell
We touched our gloves and you started the fight with the
Swing, right, just like your life
Swing, right, put up a fight
Swing, right, just like a drive
Swing, right, did that four times
You did it four times and I dodged that (watch that)
I land a jab and then I can just step back (step back)
Run all you want but you gon' catch that (straight facts)
This the real deal, not no punch pads (punch pads)
Knocked out cold, on the ground floor
That's what I thought but he wouldn't have known
I got them hands that hit like some straight stone
That's why he's laying on the floor stone cold
I finished my business so now I can leave
Next time think longer about fighting me
Didn't want it but that's what he receives
I bet his dreams filled with nothing but me
Back to the crib and I feel like a champion
Shouldn't been teasing, shouldn't been tampering
Wanted a taste, oh, I gave him a sampling
He learned a lesson from all of his rambling
Oh, there go the bells
Looks like it's me versus you, no one else
I was your nightmare but now I'm your hell
We touched our gloves and you started the fight with the
Swing, right, just like your life
Swing, right, put up a fight
Swing, right, just like a drive
Swing, right, did that four times
You did it four times and I dodged that (watch that)
I land a jab and then I can just step back (step back)
Run all you want but you gon' catch that (straight facts)
This the real deal, not no punch pads (punch pads)

Written by:
Landon Cetera

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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