Champs

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Ok yah
 Yah
 Its almost as if
 These years don't know shit about me (No) in fact i'm not allowing
 Thoughts provoked by Maui Wowie, to wrap around my cloud
 And let them make a fool up out me, do that myself and proudly
 Rather spin the threads and split the ends, I guess that must be how we
 Stitch it back together, fabric tarnished, birds of feathers, let the
 Heavens descend all they want, I won't hold that pressure
 Size elevens to string me along, till I reach forever
 Patient waiting for destiny's call, I thought I knew better but
 I got some still unfinished business thats ok with me (Ok)
 Storms a brewing over head I gotta check the APV
 Sometimes I need to open up, turn that sign no vacancy off
 These creatures chasing me and thats something that they can't see so
 The seesaws shift around (Around) while I weigh out all my options (Uh huh)
 I make it difficult corrupt myself with these concoctions
 I make my livings by the minute till its fin like dolphins
 Screw all these buffoons make like balloons lets get it poppin'
 Could be champions
 Push all that bullshit to the side
 Shed no more tears no more goodbyes
 That tank is full we should just drive
 We could be champions
 And when the sunlight pierce the blue
 I might not know what i'm gon do
 But ima make sure that its done
 Could be champions
 Take all those doubts inside your brain
 With all the pleasure comes the pain
 Its just the rhythm of the rain
 We could be champions
 Keep your chin towards the roof
 You might not ever see the proof
 But that don't mean you ain't the one (Oh oh)
 Predictable as a stoner smoking medicinal
 Round and round we go like some feet on a gym's elliptical
 Situation critical, but thats dramatic
 No sense in cynical syllables break yourself off of typical
 Tippin' over Titanics ain't pushin' you up the list
 And if it does ill tell you what that be one that you outta skip
 No fallen blimp came down for nothing, people go crazy bugging
 So burn that dirt out like ovens and leave no evidence of it (None)
 Its tough to see the relation like second cousins
 But the gumshoe that becomes you is cunning a bakers dozen
 Situations that begun from the ignorance of a young un'
 Is baggage they couldn't take if you walked it through airport customs (I see)
 Snow dust making small tornadoes along your chosen path it
 Make you feel like hardened Play-Doh, but you can bring it back yah
 Tomato tomahto, those frozen groves we follow
 So fuck those middle fingers at the bottom of those bottles
 Could be champions
 Push all that bullshit to the side
 Shed no more tears no more goodbyes
 That tank is full we should just drive
 We could be champions
 And when the sunlight pierce the blue
 I might not know what i'm gon do
 But ima make sure that its done
 Could be champions
 Take all those doubts inside your brain
 With all the pleasure comes the pain
 Its just the rhythm of the rain
 We could be champions
 Keep your chin towards the roof
 You might not ever see the proof
 But that don't mean you ain't the one (Oh oh)
 Could be champions
 Yah
 Could be
 

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Duration
03:41
Key
2
Tempo
126 BPM

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