Bare Knuckle Boxing - ROUND ONE
(Antonio Banderas)

My fists are lethal weapons, ensures irreversible damage is distributed
Lack of agility, an essential skill, keeps my opponent’s back canvas inhibited
Training is brutal, triple interval practices intensifies my success ratio
Fatalities, an endless possibility, make bare knuckle boxing protested by radio
Reinforced steel locks us down, but CEOs won’t disrupt this brawl
As fatigue begins tormenting my body, saliva erupts from my lower jaw
Inmates encircle disputes; Remember, losing is contributed to multiple factors
We never throw in the towel, for quitters are equivalent to false flaggers
Speed & stamina equates to victory, as my fighter credentials are raised
Repulsed by losing, fights end in death, while coroners initial there graves
Physically, pain killers are the equalizer, taken after each prison war
Mentally, if the struggle for continuation dies, what exactly am I living for?
Our carcasses remain exhausted, for each breath for air is now a luxury
Gambling corrupts inmates, bets range from money to obtaining drugs for free
Fluids replenish our body, as fatigued muscles begin to reverse oxidation
My fist remain bruised, as another lost fight deters future boxing agents
Fractured neck's my opponents fate, as the uppercut submerged his wounds
Repeated shots fracture his spine, that wont get surgically removed







Max Payne



(Antonio Banderas)

I've cracked brains, leaving enemies thoughtless while I act insane
Since my life was slained, I converted to the mercilous Max payne
I've been dealt the hand of death, therefore I have nothing to lose
So when I'm grasping my own grave, I know I'm touchin my dome
Played with death for years, & my soul is taking a gamble
Once an acclaimed top detective, Now just evading all scandles
Until my contracts released, I'm a self proclaim free agent
that'll prance upon my prey, until their face bleed's fragrant
the back end of the sawed off u'll blister these fake mobsters
& if any think differently, the barrel becomes the problem solver
Been living this life for years now, I'm addicted to the violence
If revenge only equals death, then death is where my minds sent




Journey of wisdom - Words of the Profit
(Antonio Banderas)



Considered to be profit, knowledge; I unlock it
My mental diagnotics cant be found in any college
Broken ebonics, untampered bondage; unequal rhyme sense
chemical warfare equates to bio nonsense
Diodes harmin, the health of young ones; loved ones
disform from anomolies, composed from governmental funds
expose to ions, supressed my visions; a hex invision
Suitation critical; now I'm bed ridden
My whole decision, instead of prison, jail time im ditchin
incorporate investing, complexin, but never confessin
Upon the guilty, who remain unamed, i put the blame
On the stressed out fiends who's block remains unclaimed
Leads to court case proceeding, uncongested pleading
Of innocense, their inner sense, contaimentated, by hatred
the lost players, evasion, falsfications by leaders
impoisen hatred, ungifted speakers, presdent? I vote for neither
Mobilality, give to charity, increase the pieces
a greater thesis, this species, was doomed through fecies
every since from the born a seed to brethen
I'm profession, no proclaimin, that all laymen
stop makin babies, & leave the sin down deep in haties
No ifs, &, buts or maybes, this supplemental, to greater living
No inventions, or unblessed decisions, may guide your life
Take this in strife, man marry wife, and have the babies
Unity and respect for the ladies
Respect the voice of the GOD, and hear his voice cry
Tear, joy, and honor, speak the truth, lie elude you
& rip as the soul to confuse you, expose flukes
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B.E.S.T

The Comeback


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Mystic (Traitor)

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B.E.S.T

The Comeback


||Sonny Barz! - The Middle Weight 1-2 Punchline Champion||SickHead.||Fly-E||Antonio Banderas|


Mystic (Traitor)