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Olympian Gains - Apex

Apex By Olympian Gains [Intro] We don’t warm up, we ignite up Olympian pressure when we rise up Five syllables slice like a knife cut Click click tempo, let the mic erupt [Verse 1] Venom in the rhythm when I pivot with the syllables Minimal criminal interval cynical Lyrical miracle spiritual physical Every individual critical visible Rip it and flip it and whip it in increments Sick with the discipline militant diligence Built in the filament tension is infinite Bench press sentences heavy and venomous Pulse of a titan, I tighten the timing Enlighten the iron, I’m writing while climbing The bar got a spark when I’m striking the lightning Five in a pocket, I rocket the lining Breath in the chest like a furnace ignition Burning ambition, earning position Turning the friction to sermon of lifting Permanent mission, surgical vision Never been timid, I shred it and spread it The credit embedded, I said it, I meant it If doubt wanna visit, I dead it, behead it Kinetic genetics, relentless aesthetics [Pre-Chorus] Heartbeat ticking like a trigger in a drum kit Sweat drip thick, every rep make the sun split Pressure so loud feel the ground start to hum quick When the weight hit the plate, that’s the summit [Chorus] We go rapid reps, never lag, no rest Every set a test, put the doubt to bed When the tempo flex, we the apex threat Chop it up, lock it in, break that sweat Rapid reps, heavy breath, iron fed Mind on the grind, no fear, no dread If the beat wanna bleed, let it spread Five-time rhyme in the head, go ahead [Verse 2] Scatter the pattern, I’m battering matter No chatter that flatter, just ladder to stature The cadence invasive, persuasive, abrasive I’m raising the weight and erasing the capper Stack of the plates like a rack of equations Back never breaking, I’m snapping the patience Rapping in fractions, compacting the passion Quintuple action reaction invasion Clutch on the bar, I’m carving a mark Spark in the dark when I’m charging the heart March of the art, I’m parting the bark Shark in a tank full of targets to start Never fatigued, I’m feeding the frenzy Energy bending, ascending immensely Friend or an enemy, better be ready The medley is deadly and steady and lengthy [Breakdown] Slow it down. Weight hit the ground. Breath get loud. Silence surround. Grip that steel. Make it kneel. Pain is real. But so is will. [Final Chorus] Rapid reps, we don’t fold, don’t bend Every rhyme extend, every rep transcend When the bar descend, we ascend again Choppa flow engine with a titan’s pen Rapid reps, let the tempo shred Iron in the blood, fire in the head Quintuple rhythm when the spirit’s fed We don’t just lift we resurrect.