Lyrics: Meet of My Life
5/8/2006 12:00:00 AM | Track & Field
May 8, 2006
Sphen G, drop the beat
(first event, 100-meter dash)
Yo, first event the 100-meter dash
My mind is clear it can never crash
A tunnel I see, a shot I heard
It's over, It's done, and I flew like a bird
(second event, long jump)
The long jump next, I approach the board
There is no wind on the runway no more
Just me, my feel, the length I saw
The siring excitement, it's all in my core
(third event, shot put)
I step into the ring, I'm powerful and strong
Firmly I glide, no, I can't go wrong
Solid I land with pressure in my lungs
I explode with my legs, it goes incredibly long
(fourth event, high jump)
The first few steps of my high jump approach
I'm calm, pushing forward, this rhythm that can't be coached
It's a song, and I've sang it many times before
I arch over the bar, I want more, want more
(chorus)
It's the meet of my life
It's been a long wait
I know it's real
I know it's great
It's not too early
It's not too late
I see it, I feel it, and I can relate
(repeat)
(fifth event, 400-meter dash)
I lap on the track is all that's left
It's easy, just flow, and put it to the test
I see the finish, and it is my quest
To get there first / first, then I can rest
(sixth event, 110-meter hurdles)
Day two: I'm awake and I'm feeling good
Got a good night's sleep, new energy, and food
Again, I see the tunnel, I need to blow,
Push threw the hurdles, hey yo, I feel the flow
(seventh event, discus)
The ring and me, the sector, the disc
I'm confident because I can see no risk
With balance I spin, and with rhythm, I land
Before I know it, no disc in my hand
(eighth event, pole vault)
With speed I firmly plant the pole into the pit
We work together, it's a perfect fit
It's a smooth as a dance, and I feel the desire:
To fly, go high, turn the spark into a fire
(chorus)
(ninth event, javelin)
The javelin throw, whoa, how far is it going to go?
My approach is rhythm, elegant, I know
With my arm held high and my hips in sync
I'll deliver the jav, it's the chain's last link
(final event, 1500-meter run)
The ride's almost over, only the finish remains
I'm given all the strength that my body retains
I'm capable, I trust it, like driving a car
Hell yeah, I did it, a new PR
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