Lyric

Lat-Pulldown High King shred, an apple crushed, hot-headed

Commuting huffing and puffing, protein in one hand, shaking

Stretching out of the solo plans, standing in isolation

Leverage plans piling up high, growing to be known

Right way, right way, I’m pandering, with side chest, exchanging cards

If buttons fly off, it's time to pump up, bulk up and dive into our meeting

Pappa, para

Lift it up! Lift it up! Let that barbell soar!

Until small machines ride on my shoulders' stage

Exceed it! Exceed it! Go beyond reality!

Muscle growth hits the limitation, clothes go BOOM!

Abdominal crunch always, subculture shameless, orthodox

Yo heave ho, non-absence, tasteless bento hiking

Six-pack is 6DK, tax up is hasty

Mixed nuts in the pocket, my snack for 3 o’clock

My way my way, I’m competing, most muscular self-intro

If I taste different triangle chocolate pies out, time to rise for the revolution at the edge

Rappa, papa

Lift it up! Lift it up! Let that barbell soar!

Until chest, back, deltoid muscles collide and clash

Exceed it! Exceed it! Go beyond reality!

Awaken from the long-hushed fury at last, clothes go BOOM!

Polyurethane shirts are lame, nothing but a tease

Because of their relentless elasticity, it’s true

One size-down, so much hotter it seems, babe

Surely bursting strong, macho cho

Lift it up! Lift it up! Let that barbell soar!

Until small machines ride on my shoulders' stage

Exceed it! Exceed it! Go beyond reality!

Muscle growth final destination, clothes go BOOM!

Lift it up! Lift it up! Let that barbell soar!

Until chest, back, deltoid muscles collide and clash

Exceed it! Exceed it! Go beyond reality!

Awaken from the long-hushed fury at last, clothes go BOOM!