Moukrani talkin’ slick, sayin’ I don’t know the fight,

Moukrani talkin’ slick, sayin’ I don’t know the fight, But I been battlin’ pain since I opened my sight. London born, but my life took a flight, Mom left cryin’, Dad turned cold overnight. He yelled loud, broke walls with aggression, I learned early — pain is just a lesson. You think boxing’s just about fists and fame? Bro, I fight demons that don’t got names. I been hit harder by life than your weak-ass hook, Tryna judge my grind? Better read my book. Every scar, every tear built this soldier, While you freeze up when pressure gets closer. [Hook] Step in the ring, Moukrani, test my pain, I don’t fear hits, I live through rain. You talk loud, but your soul ain’t tough, You can’t break me — I been through enough. [Verse 2] Dad said “you’ll fail,” teachers laughed too, But I turned that hate into somethin’ true. Architect dreams, yeah, I’m buildin’ from ruins, While you sit around talkin’ — I’m out here provin’. I don’t just train fists, I train my mind, Every dark night made me redefine. Moukrani, you weak, just loud for show, If pain was a belt, I’d be 10–0. So step up, talk less, swing if you dare, But remember, I fight pain — not air. You just a name in my victory track, I’m the storm, the comeback, the payback. [Outro] So when you say “Axel don’t box,” keep barkin’, I’m fightin’ for my life, not for sparrin’. Moukrani, I’m the story you’ll never live, ‘Cause I earned my strength from what life did. 💥