Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Mouthguard in
Taste that plastic, taste that fear
Vaseline on my brow
Bright glare, crowd disappears
Tape tight on my wrists
Coach says, “Breathe, stay mean”
Gloves touch, center ring
Heart banging through my spleen
[Chorus]
I’m not going down, I’m not going down
Blood in my eyes, I still see the crown
Left in the ribs, right to the face
I leave you broken in your own damn place
I’m not going down, I’m not going down
Face all cut but I hold my ground
One more round, I bite that pain
Hand raised high when they scream my name (yeah)
[Verse 2]
First jab splits my nose
Warm red running down my lip
You grin when you see it
Think I’m done, think I slip
But I live in this hurt
I train in this burn
Every bruise, every night
All those miles for this turn
[Pre-Chorus]
You swing wild, I slip past it
Hear the crowd, that rising panic
All that talk, it goes silent
When my knuckles start landing (hey!)
[Chorus]
I’m not going down, I’m not going down
Blood in my eyes, I still see the crown
Left in the ribs, right to the face
I leave you broken in your own damn place
I’m not going down, I’m not going down
Face all cut but I hold my ground
One more round, I bite that pain
Hand raised high when they scream my name
[Bridge]
Broken nose, my shirt turned red
Copper taste, drum in my head
You breathe smoke, your legs look weak
I smell fear on your every breath you speak
[Chorus]
I’m not going down, I’m not going down
Blood in my eyes, I still see the crown
Left in the ribs, right to the face
You hit the canvas, welcome to your place
I’m not going down, I’m not going down
Ref waves it off as you kiss the ground
Cut and bruised, but I own this ring
Both hands up while the whole crowd sings (yeah)
Style
gritty trap-rock hybrid with male vocals; distorted guitars chug under a heavy halftime beat and deep sub bass. verses stay tight and close-mic’dalmost whispered aggression; chorus explodes with shouted gang-style doubles and sharp snare cracks. brief mid-song drop for a vocal-only buildthen everything slams back in with extra guitar layers and chant backing vocals.
Prompt
Male, getting into a boxing ring, fighting till one is out cold, broken nose and cuts on my face, bleeding everywhere, boxing, not giving up, left hook into the ribs and right to the face. I win
Credits
Prompt by
MoodyOkami
MoodyOkamiGeneratedApr 13, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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