Cutting Weight

Cutting big weight but I aint talking about Cutting dope You see me working out just to choke your Throat So when i see you , you can bet its going Down If they tell me drop a pound i do it i dont Play around So peep the dedication, self-preservation And when it comes to grinding hard I pass like legislation Go ahead and take vacation but see I put in Work So when i see you guarantee you feel that Extra hurt Put your face down on the mat When I put you to your back Buddy this the realest sport, but no you cannot tap Anybody want to test me better call on the army Call on the navy Nothing to lose but something to prove I'm foaming at the mouth about to become rabid Steadily coming I'm gunning and running up In your town ready to cut you down Lumberjack and I’m back packing a sharp one That’s my pack We intend to do some mopping, you know i'm Never stopping Destruction that will lift you off the ground I can vividly remember the state of mind i was in Every time i started tripping my tolerance giving in Most certainly times of pain seem stand out to me more But all of these moments that I ever speak of no one that’s normal would ever explore Not just the typical day to day or physical struggles of being sore I'm talking about something more Praying to the lord That you can maybe break a sweat and force the water out your pores Just make it through the practice without falling on the floor Seperated from society we sacrifice the norm So exausted Feel like this is all I can take Calculating how much weight that I can float through the day Just see if theres a chance that I can get something to drink And Even thanksgiving I measure how much foods on my plate And Another reason this is the realest Always was and gonna be is No matter how many programs they drop to try and beat us If you don't Iike all of you bastards move along This aint no fun and games like basketball Waking up at Four A.M. For another workout so I hit the gym While inside I feel like dying These days of cutting weight Are raining down on my parade Barley any food left on my plate But I don't break I won't break If I could just take a break and think a second I think I figured it out But I'm dehydrated I'm hungry when does the next match come about This weigh-in can't come fast enough I'm sick of all the cutting I should've played football or baseball or basketball or something Something not as hard to just pay my way through college I want to be sipping Gatorade over there with the Ballers Holler at your boy if my rowdy wrestlers in the house Who got the eye of the tiger who in here ready to pounce We ready to rumble never stumble when we stepping up on the mat Never let weight cutting be an issue focus on technique versus that And if you do that and you can still see you're the baddest and Hats off to you, you deserve the praise you're handed. As a spectator they could probably never comprehend All the sacrifice and time we've spent daily at the gym But we take it on the chin and put it on her backs is Extra weight and motivation pushing on the track Waking up at Four A.M. For another workout so I hit the gym While inside I feel like dying These days of cutting weight Are raining down on my parade Barley any food left on my plate But I don't break I won't break