Lyrics

[Intro – Spoken]
Yo… the Lion from Moga has arrived…
In America, he’s the king… CHAND!!

[Chorus]
FOSTERS KNOCKedOUT! Yeah clean, clean, clean,
From Moga town, living that dream,
King of the taxis, boss of the block,
The day he swung — Fosters dropped!

[Verse 1]
Chand came from Moga, hockey champ in the park,
Dreamed of America, where the hustle starts.
From driving a taxi to owning the fleet,
Heart so big, helped his people eat.

Fosters came in, Chand gave him a bed,
Gave him a job, made sure he was fed.
But two years later, man lost his way,
Got lazy, got greedy — so Chand said “no way.”

[Pre-Chorus]
A year went by, then they met in the street,
Fosters pulled fists, thought Chand would retreat.
But quick like Ali, he slipped every shot,
One perfect second — then BOOM! Clean clocked!

[Chorus]
FOSTERS KNOCedKOUT! Yeah clean, clean, clean,
From Moga town, living that dream,
King of the taxis, boss of the block,
The day he swung — Fosters dropped!

[Verse 2]
One clean punch landed right on the chin,
Fosters hit the ground, drooling within.
Then the smell hit hard — man lost control,
Crowd stepped back, couldn’t handle the roll.

Chand just laughed, said “I won’t waste my dough,
On roaming charges, nah, I’ll let you know.
I’ll walk back home, tell the mother-in-law quick,
Call the ambulance — I’m not spending on this!”

[Bridge – Call & Response]
Who’s the king? CHAND! CHAND!
Who runs the block? CHAND! CHAND!
Who’s got the hook? FOSTERS FLOORED!

[Final Chorus]
FOSTERS KNOCKED OUT! Yeah clean, clean, clean,
From Moga town, living that dream,
King of the taxis, boss of the block,
The day he swung — Fosters dropped!

[Outro – Spoken]
Next time… think before you throw a punch…
This is the Lion from Moga… CHAND!!