Lyric Standing 8
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...
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...
