Glove Grind

[Intro] Boots laced, heart pace, city lights fade to gray Hands up, gloves tight, we train through the grind all day [Verse 1] Ringside thunder in my chest, I lace the set, I chase the crest Jab cross hook, I weather the test, footwork ballet, I master the rest Coach on the side, whispers in my ear, stay low, stay sharp, strike with no fear Sweat paints the map of every punch I steer, grind in the grit, victory appears near [Pre-Chorus] Breath in, power out, push through the burn Every drill a lesson, every mistake I learn [Chorus] We train, we strive, we rise from the floor Push the pace till we can’t take no more Knuckle to chin, I’m counting the rounds in store This is the grind, this is the war I’m for [Verse 2] Feet like drums, I pivot, I switch, I slide Defense like a fortress, offense open wide Timings tight, reactions quick, I’m built to endure Round after round, my will stays pure [Pre-Chorus] Breath in, power out, push through the burn Every drill a lesson, every mistake I learn [Chorus] We train, we strive, we rise from the floor Push the pace till we can’t take no more Knuckle to chin, I’m counting the rounds in store This is the grind, this is the war I’m for [Bridge] Ice in the glare, fire in the lungs Push past the limits, when the beat goes numb Gloves kiss the air, a vow to stay strong One more round, we finish where we belong [Chorus] We train, we strive, we rise from the floor Push the pace till we can’t take no more Knuckle to chin, I’m counting the rounds in store This is the grind, this is the war I’m for [Outro] Whistle fades, dawn breaks the door We train again, hungry for more