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Brace yourself, brace yourself U-S to the A so clean 2011, 2012's new team Sammy Adams, Jay-cee-oh Got the whole world watching come and witness OK Cool, Clinton Sparks Get familiar (Ah yeah) Shooting for the moon taking riffs so we win big One foot in the grave But I'm living so big And I'm digging so deep Kept running through the pen Got my hands on the wheel Little swerve little blaze Still amazed, catching checks Putting words on the page And I-I-I I'm 25 today With a mindset like I'm 45 and retiring Hands up like you hearing sirens Lining up you haters and a mother fucking fiver pow Your last chance Last summer Your last dance To beat to your own drummer Go out fighting Go out young A flash of lightning Clipse the sun Last chance Last summer Your last dance To beat to your own drummer Go out fighting Go out young Flash of lightning Clipse the sun Brace yourself Brace yourself Brace yourself Brace yourself And we all about the wins kid Got the whole world watching come and witness Lil bit of confidence mixing in some fitness Shooting for the moon Taking riffs so we win big Yeah, and I'm a star so I dream bigger Day and night in comparison go figure Put me up against anybody you want And I'll gladly bring the gold back this is the finale |