Round Four

You thought that was it?

You thought because the lights flickered, the show was over?

Baby, that was just the soundcheck.

He gave you a minute; I'm giving you the morning.

Gravity's got no pull in this room.

Get back down.

We're going again.

Most men are sprinting for the finish, looking for the door.

But I'm a glutton for the friction, I'm begging you for more.

Round one was the introduction, round two was the heat.

Now the sheets are on the floor and the victory is sweet.

I'm a biological machine, I'm a furnace in the dark.

I don't need a blue pill just to find a little spark.

My heart is a hammer, my veins are full of lead.

I'll keep this rhythm pounding 'til we wake up the dead.

I see you're surprised that the steel hasn't bent.

But I don't stop moving 'til the energy is spent.

I'm hitting every corner, I'm exploring every vein.

I'm a high-performance animal, I'm breaking every chain.

I've got the kind of leverage that keeps you pinned down.

I'm the king of the basement, I don't need a crown.

You're gasping for air while I'm finding my second wind.

This is where the real fucking pleasure begins.

It's Round Three, baby—I'm still standing tall.

I'm the only man who can answer the call.

I'm the marathon engine, I'm the long-distance grind.

I'm the physical obsession that'll haunt your mind.

No stalling, no soft talk, no"giving it a rest."

I'm putting every inch of my power to the test.

I'm the blood flow, the ego, the heavy-duty soul.

I'm the only one here in absolute control.

Legs shaking.

Back arching.

I'm the army that's never finished marching.

I'm the deep dive.

The long stroke.

I'm the fire that doesn't leave a trail of smoke.

Work it.

Take it.

If the bed is too small, then we're gonna break it.

I'm not finished.

Not even close.

I'm the lethal, high-velocity dose.

It's Round Three, baby—I'm still standing tall.

I'm the only man who can answer the call.

I'm the marathon engine, I'm the long-distance grind.

I'm the physical obsession that'll haunt your mind.

No stalling, no soft talk, no"giving it a rest."

I'm putting every inch of my power to the test.

I'm the blood flow, the ego, the heavy-duty soul.

I'm the only one here in absolute control.

Yeah.

Look at the clock.

Three a.m. and I'm harder than the first time.

Your body is a map, and I'm taking the scenic route.

Don't close your eyes.

I want you to see exactly who's owning this.

Round four is coming.

Hope you're ready.