[ Featuring Mikey D ]
Moontown
Shoutout LL Cool J
Shoutout Mikey D
I'm gonna put your head out
Mama bring a hospital bed out
Yeah, it's the moment I've been waiting for
So now it's time to break your jaw
Break those jabs, body shots, uppercuts, lights out
Don't dare get it twisted, this is still Mikes House
Throw a hundred punches, throw a hundred punches
Put them all in bunches, you really don't want this
It's gonna be bloody
Talkin spleen like putty, make you lean like a cuddy
I'll make your head spin around
Better bring the coffin, you'll be deadin' around
Pound for pound, I'm the greatest
You can ask the commentators, ask the common hater
Beast from the east with a mean two-piece
One punch to the gutter, fold you up like loose leaf
Who me, Bolo Punch, Bruce Lee
You thought you was ready, but you could've fooled me
I'm a maniac animal, robot mechanical
Programmed to hurt, humiliate, damage you
Crush, annihilate, completely dismantle you
All of the above is exactly what dismantled me
And I eat like a cannibal
Wait until I get my hands on you
Mike's gonna knock you out
I'm gonna knock you out
Mike's gonna knock you out
I'm gonna knock you out
Mike's gonna knock you out
Mama said knock you out
Mike's gonna knock you out
I'm gonna knock you out
I'm packin' punches, bars like haymakers
Decades in the game, chess with some risk takers
The wave riders watch the wave makers
Watch the world shakers with the real players
Industry bout to hate us
I'm Roy Jones with the magic, rappin, we let them have it
Hip-hop is 50, we had it, this time it's automatic
Watchin' the way the world respond to the rap
It's time I take it back, got shootin' stars in my backpack
Yea, its like that, pull rabbits outta the hat
Boom-bap been in the books, not even bringin' it back
Hittin' the heavy bags, I'm talkin' big sacks
Medicine-ball size, checks, bout to break necks
Big bags, what I said, there ain't no half racks
Rib cage, cage, fight, bet homie max that
Jib jab, block hook , weave to the uppercut
Up, down, left, right, cheat codes cuz homie life is rough
It's winter but its hittin like
Like Mayweather, I'm Pacquiao
Packin' y'all in the ring, but keepin' my head up
I'm kickin' and swingin' and prayin
Punchin' my way in and grabbin' the industry
By the the throats right at the weigh-in
So quit playin' with the paper, it's time to make it rain
I'm power pushin, whatever it takes to make the bag
You best believe in yourself and pray to be a part of the game
That's how you become the player that can manifest change
Mike's gonna knock you out
I'm gonna knock you out
Mike's gonna knock you out
I'm gonna knock you out
Mike's gonna knock you out
Mama said knock you out
Mike's gonna knock you out
I'm gonna knock you out
