[Intro]
(Bell clang — lights flare, crowd hum, distant trainer shout)
Snap—canvas pulse, neon sweat in slow-mo (uh)
Block stun, lenses flash — welcome to the show
[Verse 1]
Corner lights clang — bell cracks, sweat paints the floor
Glove-lace tight, taped knuckles, spit and blood and roar
Block stun — clock run, time slips, jaw snaps back
I read the rhythm, steal the rhythm, flip the track
Capture the moment, fist prints on the canvas grain
Recaptured courage — reloaded, reframe the pain
Trainer yells cadence: "Breathe, set, find your line"
I thread inside the guard, thread the cuff, land the sign
Internal rhymes ricochet — rush, crush, hush the doubt
Multisyllable muscle — hustle in every shout
KO is a punctuation, not the last page I turn
I win this round, but lessons are the lessons I learn
[Chorus]
Block stun — hold your breath now (hold it) (ad-lib: yeah)
I strike — taste the sweat, hear the sound (feel it)
KO — I win, lights drop slow (I win)
See you when the next bell knocks — next encounter, let it go
[Verse 2]
Spotlight cuts a halo — spit of blood, spit of truth
Crowd leans like weather, every scream is proof
I capture cadence: foot-sweep, feint, then a crack
Recaptured posture — shoulder back, heart stacked
Internal echo: chin tuck, pivot, counter, claim
My multisyllable mettle matches every name
Injustice in the past taught my fists to compose
Each bruise a bar, each scar a chorus that grows
I weave boxer-poet lines — pressure, pulse, panorama
I make the ring my scripture, the canvas my drama
KO's signature stamp — but I don't disappear
I win this verse, I win this breath — next time I'm near
[Bridge]
(Tempo winds up — breath in, slow beat breaks)
Lost nights stitched like laces, pain turned to craft
I was knocked down, then found a map in the aftermath
Recaptured resolve — I vow, I vow, I vow again
From a loss I forged lessons, from a scar I learned the when
This is the pivot: from fall to flame, from shame to sound
I trade fear for form, trade silence for the round
Rising cadence — voice cracks then steadies, louder
This is the turning point: I climb, I vow, I tower
[Breakdown / Call & Response]
Lead: Block stun — (Crowd: Hold it)
Lead: Capture — (Crowd: Take it)
Lead: Recaptured — (Crowd: Reclaim it)
Lead: KO — I win — (Crowd: Again!)
(Ad-libs, pauses — let the crowd breathe, let the beat sit)
[Chorus — Variation]
Block stun — hold your breath now (short, sharp)
I strike — taste the sweat, takedown (punchy)
KO — I win, bell cuts air (cut)
See you when the next bell knocks — until our next encounter (until then)
[Outro]
(Breath cadence, distant bell — slow fade)
KO I win — crowd on their feet, breath in the dark
I catch my gloves, I nod to the corner, mark the arc
Until our next encounter — see you at the next bell
Block stun, capture, recaptured flow — I tell
(Ad-lib fade: see you — next time — see you — next time)
