The Fighter (1/1)

Every chapter IS based on the POV of someone in K-Pop. I swear. Not all the same people, or companies, but they're all real..! :PJust waking up in the morning, and to be, well, quite honest with ya, I ain't really sleep wellI don't care if you think I'm trash, I'm here for the music. You can't take it away from me. Ya ever feel like your train of thought's been derailed? That's when you press on - Lee NailsNo matter how hard you try to knock me down, I'll be working harder. Half the population's just waitin to see me fail / Yeah right, you're better off trying to freeze hellI know you think I can't be popular, but I'll show you. Just because you've given up on me doesn't mean that the world has. Some of us do it for the females / And others do it for the retailYou're only looking at the profits you can make from me. Don't even try to hide it. But I do it for the kids life threw the towel in on / Every time you fall, it's only making your chin strongIt doesn't matter how many times I fall, I'll still be singing and doing how I do.  Until the referee rings the bell / Until both your eyes start to swell / Until the crowd goes home / What we gonna do ya'll?

Give em hell, turn their heads / Gonna live life 'til we're deadHaters gonna hate, and I'm gonna do what I want to do. Give me scars, give me pain / Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to meI'm the baddest in the game, can't no one stand up to me. There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter / Here comes the fighterAnything you throw at me, I will overcome.  That's what they'll say to me, say to me, say to meThis one's a fighter And if I can last thirty rounds / There's no reason you should ever have your head downIf you think you've got it bad, I had to fight a powerhouse.  Five foot seven, one hundred and thirty pounds / Hailing from rock bottom, loserville, nothing townI rose from nothing to become what I am now. Text book version of a kid going nowhere fast / And now I'm yelling, "Kiss my ass"Check the records man, you know I'm well-known. It's gonna take a couple right hooks, a few left jabs / For you to recognize you really ain't got it badIf I can do it, you can do anything.  If you fall pick yourself up off the floorAnd when your bones can't take no moreJust remember what you're here forCuz I know I'm damn sure 'Til the referee rings the bell / 'Til both ya eyes start to swell / 'Til the crowd goes homeSo sit back, relax, and enjoy the show. What we gonna do, kid?You know how we do.