Against The Ropes (Instrumental)歌词

作曲 : Bradley Michael Couture
Chorus
Got you against the ropes
Raising my fist up to show the world
Got you against the ropes
Forcing you into a fourth quarter choke
Got you against the ropes
You seeing my belt made of gold?
Got you against the ropes
You got no claim to my throne
Verse 1
Yeah we both know that they calling me king
You’re gonna hear them all shouting my name
Whenever you hear that final bell ring
You got no say in this place that I’m in
No claim can be staked here, can’t even come near
Everyone knows that you’re hitting the floor
Just the first round, roars from the crowd
Face to the mat cause my chorus is loud
Chorus
Got you against the ropes
Raising my fist up to show the world
Got you against the ropes
Forcing you into a fourth quarter choke
Got you against the ropes
You seeing my belt made of gold?
Got you against the ropes
You got no claim to my throne
Bridge
Your eyes rolling back?
You ready to tap?
Send out the message
That I am the bestest
I sting like a wasp, I’m topping my list
my stare is so cold your body just froze
Blood in your mouth, eyes on my crown
Don’t you forget I’m the king of the round
Chorus
Got you against the ropes
Raising my fist up to show the world
Got you against the ropes
Forcing you into a fourth quarter choke
Got you against the ropes
You seeing my belt made of gold?
Got you against the ropes
You got no claim to my throne
Got you against the ropes
Hitting so hard that it’s murder I wrote
Got you against the ropes
Forget TB12 because I am the GOAT
Outro
Got you against the ropes
Got you against the ropes
Got you against the ropes
You got no claim to my throne