Boxing is not a box
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Mayonnaise or cigarettes
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Boxing is a rifle
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Even sometimes when there is no rifle
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Right side 600 kg
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It seems to be alive, but it won't get up by itself
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If you bring your ear, I'll bite off
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Then you will understand - this is not wushu
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Boxing is training
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And not chips with beer under the astral mat
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Boxing is preparation
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Right left right - ultrasound machine
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Left uppercut 400 kilos
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I missed it in the stomach, my head cramped
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If I got up again, I'll crack like a louse
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And I won't even ask your last name
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Only Tyson is cuter than everyone, blusher and whiter than everyone
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Yes, you yourself are Tyson
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Boxing is TV
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Aside the care of aunts in Kathmandu
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Boxing - I was not given a visa,
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Otherwise, I would have been sitting in the hall in the first row
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If HE beats - the evening was a success
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If it falls - the referee is a pig
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If they call, I'm not at home
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Lady, I'm sorry, I didn't notice your blowjob
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Boxing is our voodoo
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Tomorrow I will move to the gym
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Boxing - I will be the blackest
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Who did not hide - I warned you
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Barbell from the chest - a hundred ten times
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Drinking behind - sparring for an hour
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Then the right side will go
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Then hardly anyone alive will leave.
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Real sportsman, iron man
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Fists of stone and concrete in deeds
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He is the best coach, such a frame
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In the hall, of course, the very first
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Mom is proud of her son, mom knows
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Her son has iron nerves
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Suffered for the truth - the uterus rewound the term in the zone
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I understood the service - now the boxer is in law
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Wasted no time in the prison pen
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Finished 10 classes out of class reads fine
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Skillfully distinguishes vowels from consonants
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Now his blows will be more dangerous
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The ramps are shining, the vamps are roaming
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Everything will be done by the owner of Aladdin's lamp
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Don King has hairy paws
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Eh, so we would, and so you would Squeeze out the juices, won’t leave you without guardianship
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Directs financial rivers where necessary
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skillfully Raises Tyson's eyelids
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And in the campaign for glory - to sign checks |