Champion's Manifest
Erstellt von Mr Job mit Udio AI
Lyrics
Mic check, one-two, they're spittin' their truth Overcoming the odds and reliving their youth On the streets they were scrappin', now it's all for the titles From the heart of the city to the ring, no rivals Spandex and laces, with their eye on the belts Bodies crashing down, feeling what the legend felt It's a brawler's ballet with respect on the line In the squared circle, where the stars align Dreams of the kid from the curb to the crowd Now it's guts, glory, in the ring shouting loud You want the belt, huh? Just step in Stage set, let's brawl, no half-steppin' One dream on the East, fans clamor loud Bold moves, talk smack, feeling real proud Underdogs rise, doubters in disbelief Now the champ from the streets wears the gold leaf Main event, see the glory, hear them all recite Legends here, in the ring, where they come to fight One moment, I'll break it down, no holds barred Used to be just a fan, now their respect's starred Clash of the titans, crowd's roarin' the name Heart of a lion, in the jungle of fame Lights flash on the mat where the legacies carved Slams loud as thunder, for the title they starved Ropes tight, muscles flexed, drama unfolds New chapter every night, where the courage holds Philly to Queens, they recognize the skill Top of the card, it's a king of the hill thrill Attitude, charisma, watch 'em take flight In this square circle drama, they ignite the night From the boroughs to the blocks, now we front row sittin' Spotlights glaring, all eyes, no quittin' Heavyweight dreams, it's the main attraction Backstories of struggle, each bout full of action Hometown heroes, legends, and long shots In this arena, they're tying life's knots Crafting their legacy, one bout at a time Echoes of grapplers in their physical prime Slamming through barriers, an artful display Where every fall's a statement, every win's a new day From the burbs to the streets, they’re hustlin' for more With every body slam they’re settin' the score Leg locks and suplexes, call it pure poetry In the land of legends, where the brave are free [Verse 2] They spit their promos, all charisma and fire Eyes on the prize, never gonna tire Throw ’em in the ring, see the crowd's energy spike It's the battle of wills under the spotlight Piledrivers, powerbombs, hear that canvas shake Every victory’s for more than just the winner's sake
