MarkCT - Stronger (Remix) lyrics

Markaveli - BONUS Track 8 [Intro] The chest, biceps, triceps Calves, lats, traps, abs and back Glutes and hamstrings, quads and wrists Repeat then sleep, then eat repeat 'till heartbeat and meat are complete [................talk........] [Verse: 1] Three in the afternoon time to feel the hurt Time to keep working until my heart's alert Gotta feel the burn until I rip the shirt When my sick uncomfortable guns are pumping sir Sweat on my sleeve, my first line: "Time to bleed" Sweat on my feet cause it was your time to leave When the nights right, pick a fresh bar and squeeze Raise the heat to a hundred and ninety nine degrees You dudes are like the Zyzz Me I'm behind machines Blending in, like a friendly college Jump out like hard Arnold, armed with ammo I'm a commando, being commando, (yea!) Squat low when them muscles split In the craziness, I might also screech I'm no atheist, no coincidence, (that I) Pray to God to forgive me, to dismiss my sins I know God is with me, but am I working out backwards? Or metabolism just in love with us rappers? I want a better tone like African dancers I'd rather chill like I'm on muscle relaxers With a couple of masterpiece chicks to juggle my mastered seeds quick That would be sick Instead, I'm a slim synonym at the gym Saying a Canadian prayer like I'm Tim Horton's in the turd Praying I get strong, paranoid as I'm looking in the mirror Bruh I'll tan before I flex for her Gym Gods, please don't ignore this amateur People get ma**ive and smoke more than spice girls [Verse: 2] Who I trust, Me Save that "we" sh** for Nintendo Until you get so slow Fight me I am turbo Forfeit, K-O Or get buried under steroids, big bro Yeah, I work for my pipes 'Till I see my favourite rappers in the afterlife I've been f**ed with like Shady "25 To Life" It mattered 'till six, it didn't last a night I made it out in one piece Now I try to keep my peace Just add hockey you people made a young beast Unleash the Pecs and Bics', the rebel arise Several have died, so what's beef? [Verse: 3] Beef is when the douches are after you For doing what you choose to do Dissing the other half of their f*ggot crew (yup) And it's true The colour of my heart is the blackest hue Understand this madness, sadness If I had never beefed, I'd always be getting my a** kicked Eating a Subway sandwich, God damn I'm a fat chick, (nah) Since I am slim, I always gotta get the last hit Against a**-holes douche-bags jerks and maggots Mixed with ba*tards, s**ers turds and f*ggots Who only shout threats and always gott-a jet Dudes say they the best yet they nev-ar sweat If you don't believe in me, best believe I'm disabling you So Let d**h set a table for two If you don't believe in me, best believe I'm ending you too So let d**h set a table for yous! (yeah!)