For The Love Of The Game (Feat. Mugshot)

I want you to plant your feet
I wanted you to stand still, but you wanna walk
I 'll tell you what, I'm a nice guy, I'ma let you walk
You pick the tune and I'll pick the bands

And when I got his mind
When I changed his want too
I didn't have to fight with his body

Buckle up
Put your money where your mouth is
Get your weight up
This is one vs a thousand
Buckle up
Put your money where your mouth is
No more talking
Are you real? Are you about it?

Are you ready to die?
Are you ready to die?
Are you ready to
Die

It can be such a chore for me to think all the time
I thought it best not to think about anything
So I focused

Looking for an out
All hail the mediocre and complacent
No risk
All doubt
Consume, exist as a basic
Let it burn
Mounds of ash laid waste on the pavement
A strike of the match
A sign of hatred

Buckle up
Put your money where your mouth is
Get your weight up
This is one vs a thousand
Buckle up
Put your money where your mouth is
No more talking
Are you real? Are you about it?

Are you ready to die?
Are you ready to die?
Are you ready to die?

Baptized by flame and the burning sting
I found my place
In the new world heat