
Fighter II featuring AliciaAnn Whitfield
Ready or not, it’s time for opening shots
If they get blocked on the spot, doesn’t mean you can stop
At all costs you gotta squash all those negative thoughts
It’s hard fought whether win or loss I’m giving you props
You might be defeated, your body weak and depleted
Bruised and bleeding, tubes for feeding but you’ll never be beaten
So be a beacon of freedom for everyone who is breathing
The bell is ringing, on your feet and get your fists to start swinging
CHORUS
Get up and fight, no quit tonight
Don’t hide your light
(x2)
You gotta get up and fight, remember this is your life
Don’t think twice, the time for playing nice is over (that’s right)
There’s a price for your prize, yo that’s just my advice
Cause you’re a fighter, you’re a fighter
(x2)
Throw off the gloves because enough is enough
Life is rough and sometimes you fisticuffs in the mud
Then get up and shrug and brush off the blood
Don’t be stunned that you’re tough
You’re not done, you’ve just begun
Nothing’s final til it’s final, being idle’s suicidal
It’s vital that you go tribal on your rival
This is not a recital, this is for your survival
There is more on the line than a purse, belt or title
CHORUS
Face to face with your giant
Thoughts of defeat are so vibrant
Hope in the Lord keeps you defiant
Only with Him you’ll be triumphant!
You’re at the end of the match and you’ve run out of gas
All you wanna do is just crash and tap out on the mat
Well whining’s for brats and crying’s for cats
You’re just refining your stance because shining’s for champs
Plant your feet on the ground, hold out for one more round
You gotta pounce when it counts and rebound when you’re down
Announce to the crowds that this is your house
Now make a vow that those doubts are no longer allowed
CHORUS