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Chalk on the palms, gripping hard on the cold bar
Defying gravity, pushing past where the limits are
No free weights here, just the mass of the frame
Every pull, every rep, yeah I’m changing the game
Sweat dripping down, eyes locked on the sky
Muscle fibers tearing up, watch the numbers multiply
I don’t talk, I just work, let the calluses show
From the bottom to the top, watch the physical grow
Seventy-seven on the scale, but I need a little more
Eighty kilos is the target, what you think I'm working for?
Pull your weight up, chest to the steel
This ain’t an illusion, the struggle is real
Over the bar, yeah, break through the ceiling
Add on the mass, get addicted to the feeling
Pull your weight up, chest to the steel!
Strict form only, no swinging, no cheating
Hear the 808 drop while my heart keeps beating
Building the armor, brick by brick, day by day
Pushing the earth down, getting out of my own way
Typewriter pull-ups, going side to side
Ain't nowhere to run, ain't nowhere to hide
Pull your weight up, chest to the steel
This ain’t an illusion, the struggle is real
Over the bar, yeah, break through the ceiling
Add on the mass, get addicted to the feeling
Pull your weight up, chest to the steel!
This ain’t an illusion, the struggle is real!

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