(*only available on iTunes) Artist- TP & Esco
www.tpandescomusic.com ONE OF MICHIGANS MOST UNDERRATED GROUPS.
Lyrics
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 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
Outro- (TP Talking)
