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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I could’ve been a boxer, measuring milligrams per pound So I’d know exactly what it’d take for a K.O. in the first round I throw punches in the shadows ‘cuz I’m faster than light And I’m still making sales in the middle of the night Your mother says you look awful, Like you just lost a fight And don’t forget to set your bones Or they won’t heal quite right. I always duck and weave, Move like a breeze ‘Cuz you can’t hit what you can’t see And you’d have to search ‘til Hell suffered a freeze To find the last time someone took advantage of me. People always want an icon who’s too perfect to hate My record runs clean, but I’m a real heavyweight When I’m on my A-game I’m as prolific as cancer Got the momentum of a freight train and the finesse of a dancer. You’d better do something about your bloodshot eyes Before you find yourself the focus of their police lies I always duck and weave, Move like a breeze ‘Cuz you can’t hit what you can’t see And you’d have to search ‘til Hell suffered a freeze To find the last time someone took advantage of me. I can cross shattered glass without making a sound I’ll break your neck three times before you hit the ground They say that God loves a busy man, the Devil takes the idle If I acquired any more doing nothing, I’d have my own translation of the Bible. If you think nothing good comes from a life of crime Just remember my face when your eyes close for the last time I always duck and weave, Move like a breeze ‘Cuz you can’t hit what you can’t see And you’d have to search ‘til Hell suffered a freeze To find the last time someone took advantage of me.
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