Danaimotion Fight Until The Last Gong

Breath steady
Hands tight
Bell about to ring

Knuckles taped, floor cold under my feet
Mind stay quiet when the war drum speak
I don’t rush shots, I carve my lane
Every move sharp, no wasted pain
Eyes forward, I cut that space
Slip to the side, reset my base
Heart beat match with the tempo line
145 keep my soul in time

No crowd noise, just focus here
Fear get small when the breath get clear
I been built in the dark, no shine
Every round left a scar in my spine
I don’t chase power, I place it clean
Angle first, then the hit come mean
When the pressure rise, I don’t bend
I tighten form and I step back in

Slow it down
Lock it in
When it drop—
Strike again

Hands up, chin down, don’t break form
Step and fire through the storm
Beat hit hard, so do I
All gas, no fear, no alibi
Hands up, chin down, stay tight
Every combo clean, every move precise
When the bell say stop, I say no
I’m built for the round, let it go

Sweat drip heavy but the vision sharp
Lungs burn loud but I play my part
You swing wild, I read that tell
One step left, send you straight to hell
Drums hit deep when I go to the ribs
Strings get tense when the pressure live
I don’t flinch when the body scream
Pain just noise in the training scene

Every second here mean more reps
Every doubt get worked to death
I don’t talk wins, I build resolve
Brick by brick till the weakness falls
When the beat rise, I rise with it
Mind stay calm, fists committed
This ain’t music for show or lights
This is sound for the long hard nights

Breathe in
Brace up
Now move

Hands up, chin down, don’t break form
Step and fire through the storm
Beat hit hard, so do I
All gas, no fear, no alibi
Hands up, chin down, stay tight
Every combo clean, every move precise
When the bell say stop, I say no
I’m built for the round, let it go

When the legs feel weak and the clock feel slow
That’s the moment where the truth show
Not the punch, not the speed, not fame
Just willpower calling your name
If I fall, I rise composed
Same cold eyes, same tight pose
This ring don’t lie, this beat don’t bend
It teach you how to start again

Hands up, chin down, don’t break form
Stand your ground in the storm
Beat hit hard, so do I
Built for war till the final cry
Hands up, chin down, stay tight
Last round pressure, still I fight
When the bell say stop, I say go
I’m built for the round—let it go

Stay moving
Round not over