| Here’s a little story that I think you’ll like
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| It’s not about Shaq or Iron Mike
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| So buckle your seatbelts, it’s gonna get choppy
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| And listen to the tale of the time I fought Rocky
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| One day me and all my friends were hangin'
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| Talkin' 'bout which of the girls was most bangin'
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| Then one friend says, «You know who’s really tough?
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| «Rocky, «(hit me home) «the boxer.» |
| Man
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| I said, «Yeah I know him. |
| What about him? |
| «He said
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| «He's really tough.» |
| «No way, man. |
| I’m calling your bluff
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| «I think that I can take him and, to prove my point
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| «I'll challenge him in public.» |
| (Yeah, that’s the joint!)
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| So the very next day, stayed true to my word
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| And I snuck on T.V. so I could be heard
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| I said, 'Rocky, if you’re out there, I think you’re a nerd
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| «And I’ll lick you and bury you like a dog turd! |
| "
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| I got kicked out, but the candle was lit
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| Cause the people had to know if my claim was legit
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| It made the headlines and I got the call
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| It was Rocky («Hey») and he wanted to brawl
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| We negotiated terms and set the date
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| Then I went into training to add some muscle weight
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| While I punched on meat in a rickety shack
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| He was sippin' on wine, having models rub his back
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| At the weigh-in, boy the tension was high
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| Me and Rock, toe-to-toe and eye-to-eye
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| I talked some trash, we got pulled apart
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| I shot him one last look to strike fear in his heart
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| Skip ahead, the big night was finally here
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| My body was ripped and my mind was clear
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| We entered the arena to the roar of the crowd
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| People chantin' my name — I never felt so proud
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| Faced off once more in the center of the ring
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| Touched gloves, said a prayer and the bell went
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| He hit me with a left and shattered my face
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| And a right sent my teeth all over the place
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| Then another great punch caved-in my eye socket
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| He broke my jaw and my trainer yelled, «Stop it! |
| «But nobody heard him and he crushed my ribs
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| Blood sprayed off my face and onto some kids
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| They yelled out, «More! |
| «and Rocky obliged
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| I had to think of some way to turn the tides
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| So I leaned back to hit him with all of my might
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| Took a swing, but he caught me with a sucker punch right
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| Then a sucker punch left and a sucker punch right
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| Then twenty-two consecutive sucker punch rights
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| He tore off my arms and beat me with 'em
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| Then threw acid in my face which obscured my vision
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| He kicked me in the leg and fractured my shin
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| The bone splinters shot right out of my skin
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| People barfed in the crowd; |
| they were going insane
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| And Rocky punched my nose-bone into my brain
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| I was quivering and twitching when I soiled my shorts
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| Then Rocky pissed on me (customary in sports)
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| The doctor came out and pronounced me dead
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| And that was the night I fought Rocky |