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letra de boxing bars (remix) - big zuu, grim sickers & eyez

[intro: eyez]
here comes international grime artist eyez
eyez, man

[verse 1: eyez]
i stepped in the dance, fresh suave
me and big fries came through in our clarks (woi)
couple pre-drinks at anthony’s yard
now i’m feeling all big like daniel dubois
i was gonna stop all this shottin’
but archie wants more, so i guess that i’ll never learn (i’ll never learn)
these man wanna talk ’bout a likkle nine bar
but i got boxes like eddie hearn (boxes)
my block’s not sunny like liston (uh)
link lenroy thomas in kingston (kingston)
o2, man are ringside with triston
i ain’t tryna watch this fight from a distancе (no, no)
from derbs like sajid
come from dеrbs like sam jones, man can’t manage
major, like erfan i’m savage
uppercut send a man to a new planet (brrr)

[chorus: eyez]
yeah, none of my fam are boxers (ah)
but my fam put man in boxes (woi)
i got seventy-two zeds, two boxes (bullseyes)
girls wanna strip eyez to his boxers
yeah, none of my fam are boxers (woi)
but my fam put man in boxes (boom)
i got seventy-two zeds, two boxes (uh)
girls wanna strip eyez to his boxers (bi, bi)
[verse 2: big zuu]
i box man in the face
but your cutman, he can’t save the day (no, no)
they call me usyk cah they know zuu sick
fam, i come through to cut anyway (bop-bop-blaow)
fat boy, you know that man a heavyweight
but i can move quick like ryan garcia (woo)
fast punchlines and i hit ’em with a hook
that’s straight to your head if a man can’t hear (blah-blah)
man’s not andy ruiz, if i take the belts, then that’s me for life (trust me)
might see me on road with a.j
not joshua, ’cause tracey’s my slime (haha)
man ah like tyson in his prime
if i take the mic, then i’ll beast on the hype (beast, beast)
i’m a champ, i don’t do it for stripes or insta likes
i can see the man don’t wanna fight (no, no)

[chorus: eyez]
yeah, none of my fam are boxers
but my fam put man in boxes
i got seventy-two zeds, two boxes
girls wanna strip eyez to his boxers
yeah, none of my fam are boxers
but my fam put man in boxes
i got seventy-two zeds, two boxes
girls wanna strip eyez to his boxers (yeah)
[verse 3: grim sickers]
i walk to the game like crawford-spence
prince naseem, fly through on the carpet
head, body, head, body, head, body, head, body
i’m tyson fury, on target (ayy)
knock him in twelve, i ain’t doin’ no chances
four times like pacquiao-márquez
one-forty like taylor-prograis
world champ, i ain’t fighting no no-names
froch and groves, fury and wilder
bellew-haye, chisora vs parker
eubank, send packs to my offspring
buzz like joshua, chill like golovkin (yeah)
gwan, wrap your man after i dropped him (ayy, ayy)
one punch and the anthony josh ting
(one punch and the anthony josh ting)
(ayy, ayy, ayy)

- big zuu grim sickers eyez

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