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Corinthians
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Buddy Busser
Buddy Busser
Songwriter
jared romero
jared romero
Songwriter
Steffan Busser
Steffan Busser
Songwriter
Tristan Lockhart
Tristan Lockhart
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
jared romero
jared romero
Producer
Kyle Layng
Kyle Layng
Producer
Matthew Wolk
Matthew Wolk
Producer

Lyrics

I pull up with my team We ain't come to chat boy Adidas looking clean yeah I Started out from scratch Now we in the league Never call nobody back cause I'm busy getting rings yeah I Push it to the max Quit when your deceased Crown of life is waiting for us if we just believe yeah On the last lap Gotta Finish by any means L's are for the weak Got Gold medals for my whole team Yea I'm talking kings Martin Luther with a Dream Grinding on 'em like Kareem yeah yeah Devil on me with the steam God he caught me with a sling Yeah yeah Back on the scene Dripping on em' like Supreme Gotta keep shooters on Judas And watch for maneuvers You know what I mean Watch for the schemes So just Focus, Inhale, Exhale Don't quit, Go get That gold better own it Better not blow it, this is your moment No days off for the ones who want it You reap whenever you sew it I'll ride for the ones that love me I'll die for the ones that show it I can hear the trumpets play yeah You're almost there don't give up your faith no, no Victory's around the way yeah Don't lose your strength now You just gotta run the race Run the race, run the race Run the run the race, run the race Run the race, run the run the race Run the race, run the race Run the run the race, run the race Run the race Corinthians I go so hard, I run so hard until my hamstring pop I've climbed the top of a mountain, but then I dropped Ball's in my court, yeah dribble dribble but then I stopped This life can hit you from different positions Ronnie Lott The Game is Infinite Jesus sacrificed so we blessed, yeah we live in it Pick yourself up cause we Saints Yeah we Marching In Steak, egg, cheese like a champion I'm winning it I'm limited, He's infinite He was building kings, all you ever thought were peasants yeah He done gave me dreams, always knew this day was destined so It's time get your torch, you gotta light the course It's what I sent you for Pegasus on and they stay laced yeah Til they both break, feel the legs and my bones shake But I won't faint, til it's home plate Guilty if you leave it so I'm eating up the whole plate Hold pace, never giving up til the hope fades Stone faced never goin' back to the broke days No way, soul's saved it's a dope place when you know grace Don't wait, don't wait, get your boat made Cause The Flood comin' Run the race til the globe tank I can hear the trumpets play yeah You're almost there don't give up your faith no, no Victory's around the way yeah Don't lose your strength now You just gotta run the race Run the race, run the race Run the run the race, run the race Run the race, run the run the race Run the race, run the race Run the run the race, run the race Run the race Corinthians
Writer(s): Buddy Busser, Tristan Lockhart, Steffan Busser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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