Ones

Step to the block where the shadows crawl

No refs no whistles just a concrete brawl

Hands up knuckles tight it's a call to the brave

Not a word not a whisper just the fight you crave

Fists fly like pigeons scatter in the air

Adrenaline thick you can taste the dare

It's not about hate it's the code we know

Run them ones let the tension flow

Run them ones no time to run

No lights no stage just one on one

Settle the storm where the pavement hums

Run them ones yeah run them ones

Streetlights flicker casting long ghosts

This ain't about who's got the most posts

It's raw it's primal it’s written in skin

The only scoreboard is the bruises within

No blades no heat just flesh and bone

The only crown here’s the one you own

Swing wide duck low the rhythm is a drum

Run them ones till the silence comes

No crowd no fame no digital game

Just your name and the fists you claim

You’re not a king you’re not a pawn

You're just a fighter till the break of dawn