Out on your feet standing 8, standing, 8
  You can't look to me when you sealed your own fate
  It's one to four and you're half way there
  I can tell from your face your and blank stare
  That there ain't nothin' going on upstairs
  And the state that you're in is despair
  It ain't rare that your eyes are seeing double
  It's par time for the course 'cause you know you're in some trouble
  
  One - check the eyes for some vision
  Two - I seem to sense indecision
  Three - you're getting weak in the knees
  Four - crying please baby please
  Five - begins the loss of the brain cells
  Six, six, six - and you go to Hell
  Seven - you ain't looking so right
  Eight - it's too late that's the end of the fight
  Out on your feet standing 8,
  Standing 8 out on your feet standing 8
  
  So what went wrong, you were so strong where's
  The flow in your show
  Must been something, but I don't know
  You fly like an eagle, but you die like a dove
  It seems to me that your name is mud
  
  Blood on the canvas painting a portrait
  A slice of life and the fact that you're unfit
  But you kept steppin' and gettin' your wreckin'
  It seems like awhile but it only took a second
  
  Was that right? Was that the left? Was it the jab?
  Or was it this hook?
  
  It's undisputed, but who did the damage
  Do you think you can manage
  Are you in or are you out?
  Now there was a time when your mind was you mind
  It's a desperate state I find when you're holding up
  The peace sign your name to the contract to get
  Yourself some combat but won't that start bringing
  About decision
  You've got a choice, much due respect or beat into
  Submission...