Out on your feet standing 8, standing, 8

You can't look to me when you sealed your own fate

It's one to four and you're half way there

I can tell from your face your and blank stare

That there ain't nothin' going on upstairs

And the state that you're in is despair

It ain't rare that your eyes are seeing double

It's par time for the course 'cause you know you're in some trouble

One - check the eyes for some vision

Two - I seem to sense indecision

Three - you're getting weak in the knees

Four - crying please baby please

Five - begins the loss of the brain cells

Six, six, six - and you go to Hell

Seven - you ain't looking so right

Eight - it's too late that's the end of the fight

Out on your feet standing 8,

Standing 8 out on your feet standing 8

So what went wrong, you were so strong where's

The flow in your show

Must been something, but I don't know

You fly like an eagle, but you die like a dove

It seems to me that your name is mud

Blood on the canvas painting a portrait

A slice of life and the fact that you're unfit

But you kept steppin' and gettin' your wreckin'

It seems like awhile but it only took a second

Was that right? Was that the left? Was it the jab?

Or was it this hook?

It's undisputed, but who did the damage

Do you think you can manage

Are you in or are you out?

Now there was a time when your mind was you mind

It's a desperate state I find when you're holding up

The peace sign your name to the contract to get

Yourself some combat but won't that start bringing

About decision

You've got a choice, much due respect or beat into

Submission...