The Boxer

I waltzed down Main St. in some small town shit hole music blasting zack moaning and fires blazing I saw 3 of them 2 scrawny fucks and then a big guy pretty big at least must've been a new one anyway I took off my coat then I reached into my bag put on my leather gloves then put on my brass nucks over them I looked back up and saw that zack was just standing there guess they thought I would run or something

So when I saw they weren't moving I reached into my bag again and took out a little boombox but still loud enough turned it on and Transcontinental-Hypothesis came on and that's when they charged

First one went for a bit I dodge and got him with a swift blow to the temple with a spike on the nucks then the other tried to bite my neck I grabbed his head and threw him over my body and stomped him in the head 2 1 to go it was the big guy left I yelled "wooohoo!" as I danced round him he tried to grab me but I simply stepped back and delivered two blows one to the jaw the other to the stomach

Didn't do a whole lot but hey fuck it he finally land a hit right in my midsection more of a scratch luckily it didn't go through my clothes he tried to take off my head with a big lunge but I ducked and turned as he ran passed me I looked at the back of his head and saw the medula oblangota and finally got in the last hit a hard right straight to the back of the head

I paced around a bit talking to myself "ya'll don't know who you fucking with! Thought you could beat me with this weak shit? I'm the champ mothafucka!" I was, am actually the champ I'm world featherweight champion so now all my opponents are dead but the champ is still here