The Realest Sport 

Intro-This is the official song for wrestling, and if this don’t want to make you go out and hit double legs, snap people’s heads in the ground…Then something’s wrong with you…TP & Esco, Lets Go! 

1st Verse (TP) 

6 in the morning out my bed and I aint even hardly slept 

Sprint laps start my day off and I’m hating every single step 

So I find the motivation getting [bad word] off at myself 

No more losses no more takedowns aint [bad word] out of breath 

Obsessed for perfection racing up one direction 

I’m aiming the top spot and giving it every measure 

Making you feel the pressure, testing your every vessel 

Tempted to wanna give up, forgetting every reason that you wrestle 

But you don’t quit… and you know why 

Cuz on the mat it’s only those who live or die 

Just the old times way before 

Where we could wrestle make a wager over war!! 
 [bad word] (TP) 

This is all the reason And this is why I train 

There aint no seasons off, I’m out here bleeding man 

You gotta get it done, you gotta break em all 

You gotta take and make sure every time you hit the wall 

This is all the reason And this is why I train 

There aint no seasons off, I’m out here bleeding man 

And all of them other sports you better recognize 

That this the realest sport, now let me tell you why 

2nd Verse (TP) 

Now let me talk about the technical side 

The moves that I design in quickness every time [bad word]  [bad word] edge over anybody that’s willing to try 

Like I’m a Hawkeye flying over you pigeons up in the sky 

Low single blasting the pressure I’m breaking you every minute 

They aint worried about the score they just worried if they can finish 

Let me teach you all the meaning, [bad word] the pressure 

Defending the title or any undefeated record 

Now if you can’t understand… what’s the reason 

That the [bad word] people keep on believing 

In a sport that takes the most sacrifice and drive 

When there’s barely any spectators watching why do we try 

Why? Why do we try? Or care so much all the time? 

Cuz we the only people out there that’s keeping this thing alive 

It’s the last form of athletics teaching the kids drive 

We’ll out work anybody and I’ll put it on the line 
 [bad word] (TP) 

This is all the reason and this is why I train 

There aint no seasons off, I’m out here bleeding man 

You gotta get it done, you gotta break em all 

You gotta take and make sure every time you hit the wall 

This is all the reason and this is why I train 

There aint no seasons off, I’m out here bleeding man 

And all of them other sports you better recognize 

That this the realest sport, now let me tell you why 

3RD Verse (Esco) 

It’s hard for me to put into words just how I feel 

When I step up on the mat man the feelings so surreal 

When you stand in front of another man and take him onto war 

You bust him up he bang you back tell me what you fighting for? 

Throwing blows in the room man they got me so [bad word] 

And I’m training like a madman I love it but I hate it 

That’s why I stay friends off the mat got be your enemies in the room 

Never stop never quit tell yourself that this is it 

Push yourself to the limit and then push a little more 

The top of the podium is calling you remember what you working for 

I’ve been cut open broken nose broken ribs and broken bones 

Still I stand the hardest man walking (walking) 
 [bad word] (TP) 

This is all the reason And this is why I train 

There aint no seasons off, I’m out here bleeding man 

You gotta get it done, you gotta break em all 

You gotta take and make sure every time you hit the wall 

This is all the reason And this i