My soldiers are the best there then We going hard and Madonna made the best man

 win A strong right when I'm punching

 The left had him crunching He strikes then I spin off the grust

 Never touching, I'm ducking The road to the ground, my partner saved me

 Looking at the enemy's eyes was trying to sleep

 Bodies dropping on both sides Chaining rope ties, a show time, putting in

 pain There's some more dives, battleground, repeating

 the process Three or four times, no lines, crossing them

 up We got no time, steel or the west moon