Art of Fighting

This is dedicated to every martial artist in the world. Regardless of what your discipline is, your martial art. No discipline outweighs the other. No one discipline is better than the other. We're all warriors! We all walk the same path! My mind at it's breaking point At least I think it's bout to be, Coming home with black And I ain't talking bout the peas. Experience major consequences They bout to be, Like a newborn with eyes closed They about to see. My strength and body In a vegetative state, Not talking bout California Cause fear is my meditative mate. My potential's like a beast That rattles a cage, To say the least Considering all the battles I waged. Learned the art of Fighting Lesson 1 When you're being attacked, Switch up your moves Refrain from ever stepping back. Lesson 2 Fight the whole body at once, Focusing on one part at a time Will make you a dunce. Never meet force for force Or fight with simplistic manuevers, Be unpredictable Making yourself the pursuer. Overwhelm your opponent With strikes that pound, Never let your enemy Force you down to the ground. Whether you're a novice Or being highly regarded, We're all warriors That walk the same path regardless. No competition Comparisons They're all unique, Training and maintaining To get it at its' truest peak. It all started with the need To improve ourselves, Practicing until our knuckles bleed Cause it usually helps. It doesn't matter The discipline or the art, Life's a battle that calls to us We listen from the start. Not just karate But I honor the masters of Kung Fu, Not just about their words of wisdom It's what they done too. This is also dedicated To Jiu Jitsu, Adapting to an enemy's attack And how it hits you. Taekwondo The style that stays kicking it, Not in the way of relaxation But the quickest hit. Looking at my hands Like I trained in Thailand, Never learned Muay Thai I encourage you to try. Pushing you close to defeat With my elbows and knees, Got a foot fetish Get a taste of my toes and feet. Being a representative I became a vessel, I can't forget about my people That box and wrestle. It's a sport But self defense is what it's meant for, Holds weight like a sumo practicing kendo. So be proud of the style You strive to perfect, Whether old or a child You're deserving of respect. Whether you're a novice Or being highly regarded, We're all warriors That walk the same path regardless. No competition Comparisons They're all unique, Training and maintaining To get it at its' truest peak. It all started with the need To improve ourselves, Practicing until our knuckles bleed Cause it usually helps. It doesn't matter The discipline or the art, Life's a battle that calls to us We listen from the start.