Muay Thai

[Verse 1: MC Enoch] Technique molded in the slums of Thailand Mystique unfolded, octagon that's my land Physique conditioned, Training up or downtown Unique vision, eight limbs coming inbound Antique style but it's highly effective Because I seek to inspire but it's widely subjective Misspeak you in a pile totally ineffective Sneak around the trip wire to complete the objective Fight all night and all day like I Nai Khanom Tom And I might just ignite like I'm wielding a bomb Mid-air elbow strike now your vision is blurry Amid despair I endow and envision the fury I ain't showing no mercy, This the fight of your life Now I'm throwing them early and I'm sharp as a knife While you're showing unworthy I just land them precise Now you're knowing to scurry because I'm taking my slice [Hook: MC Enoch] x2 I fight for the competition not just for the fun Art of eight limbs, hit your ass with every one Art of eight limbs, hit your ass with every one Art of eight limbs, hit your ass with every one [Verse 2: MC Enoch] Clinched up and I'm going for the take down Tripped up, now you're knowing that it's my town And It's my crown, Going to wear the belt Dealt with the competition, don't need no help That's just how I felt flying through the air Cobra punch to the throat, you never had a prayer Leave you in despair, In need of a treatment Reverse horizontal elbow is what you'll meet with It ain't no secret, You could never prevent Jump kick to the forehead will make you repent Welcome to my event, Time to knuckle up Hit you with that spinning back fist so buckle up Right to the gut, now you clenched over A knight with his strut entrenched with exposure The sight in my clutch, Avenged my composure Muay Thai is an art and there is none doper [Hook: MC Enoch] x6