One More Round 歌词

Excuse me, your honor and jury, pass all your judgment I’ve been examined, interrogated my entire life I never look at your verdict, but bailiffs, sometimes they read them And when I hear your thoughts on me, I want to personally say When you doubt me, it makes me better When you hate me, it makes me stronger One more round Kick me when I’m down But I already won When my name rolled off your tongue You’re a kid from the future, you’re passive, and you’re afraid Sound so bold when you’re on paper, crumble when face to face Yeah, I’m from the past where words were backed by confrontation So when I hear your thoughts on me, I’m going to personally say When you doubt me, it makes me better When you hate me, it makes me stronger Oh, oh, oh, oh Take a walk in my shoes Oh, oh, oh, oh See how many steps you’ll get through Oh, oh, oh, oh You wouldn’t make it a block without begging to stop Me from throwing stones