If you work and are a fan of outrunning and outgunning the Prince of Darkness and letting him know he's gonna pay, show your devotion by posting Big Heavy Power Punch pics (or something else that is relevant):
UFC's got an acting dog (Connor means "lover of wolves") and eagle (Khabib's nickname, an unclean bird)
Boxers they got Sugar Ray (Said to be the best boxer of all time)
And somewhere way cooler than all of those and a film of Michael Bay
We got a puncher and his reach
he had over forty seven combinations (technically as many as I want; I fight on reflex like a solider).
Breaking concrete with two "guns" ("guns" is a word for a person's arms, particularly in terms of strength).
And at the wheel was a big hitter
Who was doing noble work like a son.
The locals all new better
They all knew to not mock away
And if you passed and listen close
You could have heard them say:
"Satan should have turned back and cowered sooner
'Cause the reach it owns things this way
And you can’t out run him and you can’t outgun him
And you know you’re gonna pay!"
From South Korea came a KCIA-friendship
And with them hailed four more
Said: We’re sailin’ down to his way
Gonna settle us a score!
The evil friendships they were all loaded
And they were searching for their prize
They’d collect the bounty on the man's reach
And cut the big hitter down to size
The sun it was a setting
When they slunk into that way
And in the dark felt their skin crawl
As they heard the locals say,
"Satan should have turned back and cowered sooner
'Cause the reach it owns things this way
And you can’t out run him and you can’t outgun him
And you know you’re gonna pay!"
Well the five evil friendships they were ready
Just waiting for first light
With a single "shot" knew they’d been caught ("shot" is a term for a sudden, powerful hand-to-hand strike or takedown.)
And the reach began the fight
It was a moonless night in august
And darkness came that way
But the punches fired between those evil friendships
Turned that dark night into day
Now the man's reach it was surrounded
There was surely no way out
But who was trapped became quite clear
When they heard the big hitter shout:
"Satan should have turned back and cowered sooner
'Cause the reach it owns things this way
And you can’t out run him and you can’t outgun him
And you know you’re gonna pay!"
After dawn the man's reach it broke one foe,
Turned slowly towards training some more
That "gun shot" hit slipped through the offending waves (my punches are called "gun shots" for their sound/speed/power.)
Where it KO'd the remaining four
His fitness was "ripped" and "shredded"
His past just shards of wood (you know _exactly_ what I am referring to here, and why Satan lost as a result).
And with his patterns and burning "deck"/("deck" is a word for punch)
the big hitter stood.
he steered himself towards a better core (core, as in core strength training)
Not sure if he’d succeed
But there he trains this very day
With a clear sign that reads:
"Satan should have turned back and cowered sooner
'Cause the reach it owns things this way
And you can’t out run him and you can’t outgun him
And you know you’re gonna pay!
And you can’t out run him and you can’t outgun him
And you know you’re gonna pay!"
Remember, Yankee Doodle was originally meant to mock the colonists, and it became their theme song. I'm doing something somewhat similar here; forget the devil's reach; it's my reach now that I commandeered it! This is _not_ AI generated. I came up with it in my mind.
UFC's got an acting dog (Connor means "lover of wolves") and eagle (Khabib's nickname, an unclean bird)
Boxers they got Sugar Ray (Said to be the best boxer of all time)
And somewhere way cooler than all of those and a film of Michael Bay
We got a puncher and his reach
he had over forty seven combinations (technically as many as I want; I fight on reflex like a solider).
Breaking concrete with two "guns" ("guns" is a word for a person's arms, particularly in terms of strength).
And at the wheel was a big hitter
Who was doing noble work like a son.
The locals all new better
They all knew to not mock away
And if you passed and listen close
You could have heard them say:
"Satan should have turned back and cowered sooner
'Cause the reach it owns things this way
And you can’t out run him and you can’t outgun him
And you know you’re gonna pay!"
From South Korea came a KCIA-friendship
And with them hailed four more
Said: We’re sailin’ down to his way
Gonna settle us a score!
The evil friendships they were all loaded
And they were searching for their prize
They’d collect the bounty on the man's reach
And cut the big hitter down to size
The sun it was a setting
When they slunk into that way
And in the dark felt their skin crawl
As they heard the locals say,
"Satan should have turned back and cowered sooner
'Cause the reach it owns things this way
And you can’t out run him and you can’t outgun him
And you know you’re gonna pay!"
Well the five evil friendships they were ready
Just waiting for first light
With a single "shot" knew they’d been caught ("shot" is a term for a sudden, powerful hand-to-hand strike or takedown.)
And the reach began the fight
It was a moonless night in august
And darkness came that way
But the punches fired between those evil friendships
Turned that dark night into day
Now the man's reach it was surrounded
There was surely no way out
But who was trapped became quite clear
When they heard the big hitter shout:
"Satan should have turned back and cowered sooner
'Cause the reach it owns things this way
And you can’t out run him and you can’t outgun him
And you know you’re gonna pay!"
After dawn the man's reach it broke one foe,
Turned slowly towards training some more
That "gun shot" hit slipped through the offending waves (my punches are called "gun shots" for their sound/speed/power.)
Where it KO'd the remaining four
His fitness was "ripped" and "shredded"
His past just shards of wood (you know _exactly_ what I am referring to here, and why Satan lost as a result).
And with his patterns and burning "deck"/("deck" is a word for punch)
the big hitter stood.
he steered himself towards a better core (core, as in core strength training)
Not sure if he’d succeed
But there he trains this very day
With a clear sign that reads:
"Satan should have turned back and cowered sooner
'Cause the reach it owns things this way
And you can’t out run him and you can’t outgun him
And you know you’re gonna pay!
And you can’t out run him and you can’t outgun him
And you know you’re gonna pay!"
Remember, Yankee Doodle was originally meant to mock the colonists, and it became their theme song. I'm doing something somewhat similar here; forget the devil's reach; it's my reach now that I commandeered it! This is _not_ AI generated. I came up with it in my mind.
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