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The Gamecock Mixtape CD
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lyrics
It Feels Like Game Time
J Ward (Pre Chorus):
I won’t lose
I’m going to win
I won’t lose
I’m going to win
Suga Shane:
I got fire in my eyes but ain’t no pressure
I got victory on my mind but ain’t no pressure
I’m a Gamecock to my heart but ain’t no pressure
I can’t wait for the game to start but ain’t no pressure
My blood boiling like a pot of water we going to show the world who the real warriors
All the commentators and news reporters gonna see the score & start rooting for us
I’m a gladiator this the auditorium, I’ve been feeling like this since the dorm
I’ve been through the rain I can weather the storm coming through make room tell them ring the alarm
Lil Brod:
My time finally done came around now it’s time for me to go show and prove
The pressure got me like throwed off, no turning back there’s too much to lose
Been waiting around for this moment though they doubt me gotta go show em
Why I’m sitting here in this locker room all I’m praying for is my moment
Know they thinking that I’m going to blow it, but I’m built for this and I know it
Can’t let nothing get in my way or my train of thought gotta keep going
Now I’m turnt up and I’m ready and I’m pumped up with no worries
Ain’t no looking back just looking forward only thing I see is that trophy
Glen White of Kano (Chorus):
The crowd is here, the lights are on
And now it’s time to get it on
Cuz it feels like game time
Yeah it feels like game time
Yeah it feels like game time
Yeah it feels like game time oh yeah
J Ward:
I’ve been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
This is the city where I promise you get rolled on
Gamecock Nation feel the vibration
Been through the fire so I’m beasting like I’m Jason
Heartbeat racing, beating on my chest
They talk down and they frown I’m going to show them who is best
I’m a warrior stare into your eyes from the start
Like I’m Spurrier, Ward put it down I got heart
FatRat Da Czar:
Locker room with my head phones don’t talk to me cuz my head gone
On one like Drake dawg opposition I hate ya’ll
Nothing that can stop me not even an ill block
They call it a tackle, I call it a kill shot
Everything that I worked for, blood, sweat and I hurt for
This ain’t no ball game homie, this here’s a turf war
So stepping off in Williams Brice
Might as well tell your coach you wanna die tonight