Class Fight Lyrics Novels & Stories

The lyrics go like this, I’m lighting I’m thunder I’ll bury you underground, Underground Look at me Attack me I’ll put you on your knees cause I’m ready now I’m ready now Ah ya I’m gonna break you, break you down. Ah ya, it’s all or nothing, nothing now. You going up against the greatest and it’s gonna get messy If you wanna try to test me You’re going up against the greatest take a swing, you’re gonna miss me. Yeah, it’s going down in history.

“Your little underground brawl with Yates, where you snapped his leg damn near in two, wouldn’t help matters in the slightest. The lawyers would say that you have an ax to grind with him. They’d also portray you as a street thug, Mitch, as a dangerous, unstable, violent man. And then they’d ask just what the hell is sweet little innocent assault victim Reena doing with a guy like that?” They all stared at her, horrified. “But why would the fight even come up?” Adam asked. “It was totally illegal… you think Yates’ lawyers would admit to him being there? At a fight organized by local drug dealer and pimp Kirk Jensen? Seriously?” Charlotte shrugged. “If it made Mitch look even worse than Simon?

He felt the vibe as he went on… The wind whispers the tales of our fight The rain washes away the blood we shed The sun rises to greet us with its light As we march on, with each step ahead We leave behind our homes and loved ones To answer the call of duty and honor Our hearts beat as one, our spirit never runs As we fight for our land, our people, and our valor We face the enemy, fearless and brave Our swords clash with a thunderous sound We never falter, never turn back or waive Our foes tremble as they fall to the ground The fallen ones, our brothers in arms Their names carved in stone, their memory lives on

“The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting.” I chuckled at the lyrics of the song. Fighting? I glanced at Eion, he was mouthing some words and bobbed his head to the slow rhythm. This moment was serene, especially for both of us as I didn't do anything other than irritating and annoy the hell out of him for the past few hours. “It couldn't be that we have been this way before I know you don't think that I am trying I know you're wearing thin down to the core But hold your breath

I finish And then I move again Faster Stronger More dangerous than I have ever been Because this is no longer just a fight This is the moment everything changes And I am done being hunted Now I am the one they should fear

I kicked her at the points I knew would be critical but not where I could actually damage any bones. "Come on, Aria. Stop being such a wimp.. Fight me you coward!" Lyra yelled, showing her bloodied teeth. This was going to run on much longer. Apparently if she still had the strength to yell this much, then she had the strength to turn this fight around. Egged on by her words, I kick her repeatedly and she curled up in defense. I crouch low and hit her face. I was growing tired. It was like nothing was affecting Lyra. I didn't think the blows I was delivering were so light but apparently they were. When I had tired out my arms thinking she was weakened already, Lyra sits up and laughs maniaca

She was indeed shameless at her evil endeavours, and knew exactly how to make fun of me, but two could play that game and I wasn't ready to lose to her. ‎“Queen Porsha aren't you going to ask if I am enjoying the party?” I asked with a straight face. Her eyes immediately drawn to my face, “I am not enjoying the dance at all Porsha” ‎“That is to be expected, your highness . After all you don't understand what the lyrics say” She said nonchalantly as she continued her watching. ‎“You misunderstand me Porsha. It's not about the lyrics, it's about you” I declared and once more her attention was drawn to me.

The second they saw each other, the crowd blew up. They walked slow circles, boots kicking dust that sparkled under lights. Dax spat blood. Saint licked his cut lip, tasting metal, smiling like a wolf. Then they hit—fists like hammers, knees, elbows, grunts loud like shots off the old buildings. Dax landed a hard body hit that bent Saint; Saint answered with a headbutt that opened Dax’s forehead, blood running like paint. Crowd chanted perfect: “FUCK! FIGHT! FUCK! FIGHT! FUCK! FIGHT!”

I smirked at him and focused on other people and nodded my head to the musician to start the music. I began to tap my hand on the microphone to follow the tempo. And I sang: The world can be a nasty place, You know it, I know it, yeah, We don't have to fall from grace, Put down the weapons you fight with, Kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em with kindness, Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead now,

Our journey might not be a perfect one, but it’s ours. My life with Sidd isn’t perfect, but it is the most beautiful experience. When you’re in love, there’s nothing worth not fighting to stay together. We discovered a treasure from our hatred. Now it doesn’t matter how we started, all that matters now is our future. I’m certain it’s going to be bright, more colorful. I pray not to encounter any challenge henceforth. Even if that happens, we will fight it together. I belong to Sidd. We belong to each other. He is mine, I won’t ever let anyone take him away from me.