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Back to the basics, dips and the pulls
Only lions in the yard, ain't no room for the bulls
Seventy to eighty, watch the scale tip the balance
Turn the raw effort into undeniable talent
Feet off the floor, L-sit hold steady
They ask if I'm done, I tell 'em I'm ready
Adding up the mass through the friction and the sweat
I haven't even reached my final form yet
Raw power, no machines, no plugs
Just the cold hard steel and the streetway thugs
Pull your own weight, prove it to yourself
Put the excuses away on the shelf
Knocking out the sets, ten by ten
When you hit the failure, do it all again
No shortcuts here, only time under tension
Elevating higher to another dimension
Bands on my arms, adding up the resistance
Showing everybody my aggressive persistence
Raw power, no machines, no plugs
Just the cold hard steel and the streetway thugs
Pull your own weight, prove it to yourself
Put the excuses away on the shelf
Raw power. Prove it to yourself.
Raw power. Prove it to yourself.

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