Fifth Round, Rory MacDonald

Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take what gods will take
Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take

Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take what gods will take
Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take

Robbie Lawler, in the corner
With a motherfucking stare on his mean-looking face
And the crowd's calling for your all, with
Motherfucking blood running down your broken face

And I can take everything that you got
Everything that you got
And you will never back down

Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take what gods will take
Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take

Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take what gods will take
Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take

Robbie Lawler, in the corner
With motherfucking blood running down his cut-up face
And you're stalling, and you're coughing
And the sobering doubt is setting, and they're calling your name

And you can take everything that I got
Everything I got
And I will fall down

Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take what gods will take
Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take

Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take what gods will take
Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take

Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take what gods will take
Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take

Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take what gods will take
Fifth round, Rory MacDonald
And the gods will take



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