Mike Tyson
Every rhyme I write hits harder than a punch from Mike Tyson
If depression kills me, then just know I'll die fighting
Even if I have a weak moment and spend the night crying
I'll come back out fighting like I'm Mike Tyson
Depression was supposed to beat me easily, but its now a lion fight
Little did depression know, it was going toe to toe with the new Iron Mike
We battle daily, fists flying at night
Made my own bed, which I'm currently lying inside
I've got wounds and scars, there's been blood spilled
Kicked while I was down and dragged through mud fields
Been heartbroken and hurt, love kills
So now every night I'm in the club meeting new girls for a good thrill
I'm a good man with some bad traits
Trying my best to overcome my past ways
Anyone who goes against me is living their last days
Anyone who bets against me, must love giving their cash away
I've got back up from every punch depression strikes
For every mistake I make, a new lesson arrives
My inner strength can't be matched
I'm Mike Tyson when I knock my obstacles down on the mat
Every rhyme I write hits harder than a punch from Mike Tyson
If depression kills me, then just know I'll die fighting
Even if I have a weak moment and spend the night crying
I'll bounce back, because I'm the new Mike Tyson
Copyright © Alex Duffy | Year Posted 2017
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