The fighter

Verse 1

They call the boxer, call the fighter
Say I’ve got that fire lighter
Left hook living in my bones
Right cross ready to be thrown

I feel it rise up in my chest
That old instinct to protest
Jab-jab, uppercut, swing
But I ain’t ruled by everything

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Pre-Chorus

Yeah I know the stance
Yeah I know the game
I know how to step inside
And rearrange

But power ain’t
What you show
It’s what you hold
And let go

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🔥 Chorus

I’m a fighter
But I don’t swing wild
I don’t throw hands
Just to prove my style
Left-right-left
I know the play
But I choose my battles
Every day

I’m a fighter
Built for the ring
But strength ain’t always
A heavy swing
Sometimes the hardest
Punch to throw
Is the one
You never show

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Verse 2

Temptation whispers “hit him back”
Ego says “don’t cut slack”
Old me would’ve lit the flame
New me plays a different game

Guard up high, chin down low
Footwork steady, breathe and slow
Winning ain’t the loudest sound
Sometimes it’s walking off the ground

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Pre-Chorus

You think control
Is weakness, son?
Nah — that’s discipline
When the fight’s begun

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🔥 Chorus (bigger, chant energy)

I’m a fighter
But I stay composed
I don’t break first
I don’t explode
Left-right-left
Uppercut pride
But I keep my power
Locked inside

I’m a fighter
I know the heat
But real strength
Is steady feet
Sometimes the hardest
Blow you throw
Is the calm
They’ll never know

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🔥 Chant Section (crowd stomp)

Guard up! — Stand tall!
Breathe in! — Don’t fall!
Who’s a fighter? — I am!
Who’s in control? — I am!

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Bridge (stripped back, gritty)

I don’t need to prove my name
Don’t need to bruise to win the game
I’ve been tested, I’ve been tried
But my temper don’t decide

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Final Chorus (anthem lift)

I’m a fighter
Yeah that’s true
But I choose
What I do
Left-right-left
I know the art
But the strongest punch
Comes from the heart

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