Interviewer: alright and i notice an accent, where are you from?
Junior younan: brooklyn, brooklyn…
Interviewer: okay, i knew it was somewhere! okay, you’re from brooklyn
Junior younan: brooklyn, new york…
Interviewer: now, what’s your ethnicity?
Junior younan: i’m egyptian…
Interviewer: okay, egyptian
Junior younan: yeah. i mean, i love my fans in brooklyn. that’s where i grew up my whole entire life and i can’t wait to put on a show. so, you know, i gotta bring that excitement…
Interviewer: so you gonna put it down?
Junior younan: that’s it…
Never second guessin myself, in my mind, i’m relaxin
No nerves, i’m prepared, goin over my tactics
Headphones on, i’m singin along
Focused, that’s why no matter how much pressure, i’m calm
I trained hard motha f#cka, so the fightin in easy
Find out the hard way if you choose not to believe me
Aimin for superstardom, regardless of if i’m there yet
Ain’t say i was the biggest, i just said i’m the best
So, you can talk that sh#t, you’re gonna eat those words
You’re gonna get these hands and regret speakin, you heard!?
And trust, when i hit ya
You’re goin to sleep, that’s why big sherif told him “better bring your pillow with ya…”
You could come out cautious, i box better than you
It ain’t shcokin, cause endin you’s what i’m expected to do
You come out tryin to send a message?
It’ll be over in a second, you’ll be lucky if you see the 2nd
Come get it!
We shoutin: “it’s war time!” and it’s: “brooklyn, stand up!”
When he drop, tell him: “man up and put them hands up!”
Explosive! when i drop him, watch the whole crowd stand up!
Drop you, drop to my knees, and put my hands up!
He ain’t winnin, tell him the young god is here!
They say what you don’t know, won’t hurt ya
b#llsh#t, cause you don’t have to know my name, and i’mma still work ya
I got too many weapons, walk him down behind the jab
The left hook and right hand will put him in a body bag
Check it, i’ve been good for so long, it’s hard to tell where my prime is
My whole life, i’ve been shinin
In the middle of a war, what’s on my face is a smile
Not only will i beat your #ss, i’ll do it with style
As soon as i see you hurt, matter of time before they stop it
Cause i’ll be on your f#ckin #ss like a back pocket
And i’m never gonna let up
They say: “what goes up, must come down”, but, when i put you down, you ain’t never gonna get up
I worked hard for this sh#t, i thank god for this sh#t
I’m the total package, you don’t want no parts of this sh#t
Inside and outside the ring, i’m a star
Better believe that there’s a reason they call me the young god
I’m on!
We shoutin: “it’s war time!” and it’s: “brooklyn, stand up!”
When he drop, tell him: “man up and put them hands up!”
Explosive! when i drop him, watch the whole crowd stand up!
Drop you, drop to my knees, and put my hands up!
He ain’t winnin, tell him the young god is here!
Interviewer: does that knock out put the 168 division on notice?
Junior younan: it should, man. i came out here to make a statement…
And when that happens, you know, i take advantage of it
Interviewer: do you wanna go some rounds next time, or what?
Junior younan: um, i mean, if it comes, it comes, but i’m gonna do what i do…
Interviewer: and if you had to explain for the people that don’t know you that are getting familiar with you, how would you explain your style to them?
Junior younan: explosive! i just like givin a show all around, you know? i have to entertain the crowd and just do what i do…
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