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After the Bell

Find the rage and summons the hate.
No words need be spoken,
with our fists we'll settle this debate.

I have no hate for you,
yet the weak will never win.

The muscles could find no mercy,
its what the mind would never give.

Move faster, puncher harder
Find the greatness, it is there its always been.
He is weak, punch him harder
Win, win, WIN!