Gold Medal (Kurt Angle)

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Dale Oliver & Tha Trademarc - Rap

Gold Medal (Kurt Angle)

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[Verse 1] I'm focused, dead up Don't get up, I'll never let up Ferocious, I'm fed up Dismissin' the competition You're hopeless, I'll trash their ambition Listen, you want a class on tradition? On one condition Forget the best of the century Talk about the best of all time You better mention me Essentially, I'm the best there's ever gonna be I hold my ground You never take it from under me Don't thunder me, it's gonna be trouble I hit you so many times You see triple and double Instead of one of me I got more heart, more ways to tear you apart I'll lay you down early on Or maybe in the later round It's no different to me If you tap out, cash out Or simply pass out, ??? 'Cause you face down, really Barely alive, 'cause I'm an animal inside Hear me? [Verse 2] I'm what the game is supposed to be Hopefully, you see what I mean Knock you out, haven't seen you were Beaten by a triple team Box you out, the whole scene and gleam The limelight's my dream, I shine bright Smash you, front to back You gon' need hindsight In fact, when I attack You lucky if I leave you intact I'm prone to overkill I'll work you over, 'til I steal your motor skills It's the same, whenever I'm done You're numb, toe to thumb And most can't remember their names (Huh?) Or where they're from And some speechless, stunned Lookin' deaf and dumb You're weak like seven days Then afraid, I'm amazed (what?) Y'all still step up 'Cause I hit more men than Jenna Jameson in better days You can't clear your heads You into Jenna Haze [Verse 3] You want the man, you got him And you can spot him Every Thursday night on TNA It's like a spotlight And main event's in his DNA (Who you say?) It's Kurt Angle Finito, settled The best in the world Only guy in the sport with a gold medal (That's right) Feature fold ends to the center Physical and mental, 'cause he's simply better No playing around with those second attacks And lay you down for a three second nap on the mat You starin' at the ceiling on your back is appealin' Get yourself a match and you gon' do that It's a rap, you trapped in the game You a rat in the maze Just amazed how I made my name My fame is a runaway train on the track I fight like my life's on the line every night, in fact That's why I'm gon' take that strap

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Credits

Writers
  • Tom Cochrane
  • Red Rider
  • Dale Oliver
  • Tha Trademarc