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Floyd Mayweather

My pen strikes the page like a punch from Floyd Mayweather I box my way through the storm and spar with my obstacles to stay better Then me and my demons watch the replay together My pen strikes the page like a punch from Floyd Mayweather From people mocking him, to accomplishments, confidence, cockiness, was supposed to lose but I forgot to quit There's no stopping him, he's got the win, bet on me, double your offerings, every obstacle I'm demolishing, I'm on your favourite boxers list Was that too many rhymes for you to keep up with? My pen punches like Mayweather, so it's enough for my obstacles to get beat up with I run the ropes to get my whereabouts I don't let fear in, so what is there for me to be scared about? Spent my life alone, there's no one for me to receive hugs from I know how to survive, so you won't last a round when I put my boxing gloves on You try to run, but i chose to deal with my born scars I'm repairing the body parts that were scarred and torn apart Some of you don't know how to act, like **** stars That's why I'll be ahead, but you won't be ready when the storm stars My pen strikes the page like a punch from Floyd Mayweather I box my way through the storm and spar with my obstacles to stay better Then me and my demons watch the replay together My pen strikes the page like a punch from Floyd Mayweather

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