Andrew Kelley 6 Directions Of Boxing Lyrics

When I'm locked down
I use tems on my shower slippers
I'm in the background mingling
With the powder flippers.
In the basement, hard body, power lifters
I cross showers and
Across see how I lift her
Universal guard, I stay scientific.
The kid with the golden arms, iron fisted.
Stay Asiatic, so cinematic
Noise in the attic, bang out with them automatics
It's hood politics that bring the hunger back
I'm straight chopping wood, call me the Lumberjack
Check the catalog put out a hundred packs
Watch for drug sniffing dogs they coming from the back
I'm straight thunder clap the funky drummer's back
It's pure Dopium, give 'em a heart attack
I stay stacking plaques like ancient artifacts
Joe Namath in the game I'm the quarterback