Coolio Knockout Kings Lyrics

Knockout Kings Lyrics

[Verse 1 - Coolio]

(1 - 2 - 3 - 4)

You in the ring with a thing, not
a man

And what I bring is shots to the body

That'll make a fool
sing, soprano

Fall setter, ain't nuttin better

Massive concussion,
career over, no discussion

Both eyes closed, broke nose, cheeks swole

You can't see, vision like a peep ho

This ain't no slug-fest or
exhibition

It's a disaster, cold, beat-down, tragic massacre

Call
in the doctor

He's been rocked and socked-up

Call the police, the
champ's insane and oughta be locked up

Pay-per-viewers have to try to not
to light the whole block up

He's hurt and he's wobbling and he can't keep
his things up

He's gettin banged up

Uppercuts, overhead right,
short left jab

Right into a change up

Big thing, he's down and
canvas smell like dirt, don't it?

El Cool Magnifico crush all weak
opponents



[The Replacements]

These combinations are taking
me places

Knockin my opponents outa they shoes

With tight laces

Makin faces as they body hit the canvas in pain

The championship belt
is what I taste and claim

Survivin the game

Pound for pound you got
the best man standing right here

Round for round I got the cowards runnin
in fear

Town for town, fight fans stand and cheer

Your Knockout
King is up in the ring



[Hook]

1 - 2 - 3, killer!

4 - 5
- 6, spitter!

7 - 8 - 9 - 10

4 to the body and 2 to the chin!

1 - 2 - 3, killer!

4 - 5 - 6, spitter!

7 - 8 - 9 - 10

*ding* *ding* now it's on again!





[Verse 2 - The
Replacements]

Uh, round for round and pound for pound

It's the king
of the ring with a hundred knockouts

Uppercuts to the chin, knock your
mouthpiece out

Got your corner-man yellin