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The Realest Sport

Intro-This is the official song for wrestling, and if this don’t want to make you go out and hit double legs, snap people’s heads in the ground…Then something’s wrong with you…TP & Esco, Lets Go!

1st Verse (TP)

6 in the morning out my bed and I aint even hardly slept

Sprint laps start my day off and I’m hating every single step

So I find the motivation getting pissed off at myself

No more losses no more takedowns aint no running out of breath

Obsessed for perfection racing up one direction

I’m aiming the top spot and giving it every measure

Making you feel the pressure, testing your every vessel

Tempted to wanna give up, forgetting every reason that you wrestle

But you don’t quit… and you know why

Cuz on the mat it’s only those who live or die

Just the old times way before

Where we could wrestle make a wager over war!!

Chorus (TP)

This is all the reason And this is why I train

There aint no seasons off, I’m out here bleeding man

You gotta get it done, you gotta break em all

You gotta take and make sure every time you hit the wall

This is all the reason And this is why I train

There aint no seasons off, I’m out here bleeding man

And all of them other sports you better recognize

That this the realest sport, now let me tell you why

2nd Verse (TP)

Now let me talk about the technical side

The moves that I design in quickness every time I combine

Competitive edge over anybody that’s willing to try

Like I’m a Hawkeye flying over you pigeons up in the sky

Low single blasting the pressure I’m breaking you every minute

They aint worried about the score they just worried if they can finish

Let me teach you all the meaning, overcoming the pressure

Defending the title or any undefeated record

Now if you can’t understand… what’s the reason

That the wrestling community people keep on believing

In a sport that takes the most sacrifice and drive

When there’s barely any spectators watching why do we try

Why? Why do we try? Or care so much all the time?

Cuz we the only people out there that’s keeping this thing alive

It’s the last form of athletics teaching the kids drive

We’ll out work anybody and I’ll put it on the line

Chorus (TP)

This is all the reason and this is why I train

There aint no seasons off, I’m out here bleeding man

You gotta get it done, you gotta break em all

You gotta take and make sure every time you hit the wall

This is all the reason and this is why I train

There aint no seasons off, I’m out here bleeding man

And all of them other sports you better recognize

That this the realest sport, now let me tell you why

3RD Verse (Esco)

It’s hard for me to put into words just how I feel

When I step up on the mat man the feelings so surreal

When you stand in front of another man and take him onto war

You bust him up he bang you back tell me what you fighting for?

Throwing blows in the room man they got me so frustrated

And I’m training like a madman I love it but I hate it

That’s why I stay friends off the mat got be your enemies in the room

Never stop never quit tell yourself that this is it

Push yourself to the limit and then push a little more

The top of the podium is calling you remember what you working for

I’ve been cut open broken nose broken ribs and broken bones

Still I stand the hardest man walking (walking)

Chorus (TP)

This is all the reason And this is why I train

There aint no seasons off, I’m out here bleeding man

You gotta get it done, you gotta break em all

You gotta take and make sure every time you hit the wall

This is all the reason And this i