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Boxing God
was boxing god, dancing for my life
in no way casual, my suit is pinstripe
just two hits, that's all I can guarantee
she's fuckin faster than muhammed ali
abs hit fist, hit shatters my wrist an'
puts right hand outa commission
jab for the face, and miss, when I see my demise
in the sexy hair and her neon green eyes
this fight, this dance is absolute
ain't a game of ladders n chute
tension and pose and
psychophysologico' focus
reflection and prose and
whydontthizgomodulo hocus
pocus choke us with these hoaxes
but god isn't much a deceiver
for all of those that believe n'her
I wanted to dance, wanted to do
amazinly, down she threw
learned so much, asked her, boo
lemme cunnilingally thank you
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