Lyrics

This burning fire inside my chest Keeps me alive when they want me dead Just when I'm hanging by a thread Look in my eyes and I'm seeing red I'm takin' punches (hey), sweat drippin' down I'll take a 100, another round Mind over matter, call it cliche Oh, but you know what they say It's not a sprint, it's a marathon (yeah) Marathon (yeah), marathon (yeah) Oh, no, it's not a sprint (ooh), it's a marathon (whoa) Marathon (whoa), marathon (whoa) Ooh, it's not a sprint, it's a- Yeah, sticks and stones might break my bones But I get back up on my own Won't sleep 'til all is said and done Won't stop until the battles won I'm takin' punches, sweat drippin' down I'll take a 100, another round Mind over matter, call it cliche Oh, but you know what they say It's not a sprint, it's a marathon (yeah) Marathon (yeah), marathon (yeah) Oh, no, it's not a sprint, it's a marathon (whoa) Marathon (whoa), marathon (whoa) Oh, it's not a sprint, it's a- Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy Yeah, eh-eh, ayy (one more time) Yeah, eh-eh, ayy Yeah, eh-eh, ayy It's not a sprint, it's a marathon (marathon) Marathon (marathon), marathon (whoa, yeah) No (ooh), it's not a sprint, it's a marathon (ooh-wh-whoa) Marathon (whoa, whoo), marathon (whoa) Ooh, it's not a sprint, it's a marathon (wh-whoa) Marathon (wh-whoa), marathon (wh-whoa) Oh, it's not a sprint, it's a marathon (whoo-hoo) Marathon (marathon, whoa), marathon (whoa) Ooh, it's not a sprint, it's a- Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy (yeah) Yeah, eh-eh, ayy (whoo) Yeah (hey), eh-eh, ayy (yes) Yeah, eh-eh, ayy
Writer(s): Alan Maman, Michael Taylor Perretta, Christopher E Oroc, Rakaa W Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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