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adam ford (usa) - mondo lyrics

[intro]
i’m from mass, my first jersey was rondo
with the brass, my stepcousin’s a trombone
sick of waiting for it, had to get it pr+nto
now i’m tryna get more golds than mondo

[chorus]
i’m from mass, my first jersey was rondo
with the brass, my stepcousin’s a trombone
sick of waiting for it, had to get it pr+nto
now i’m tryna get more golds than mondo

[verse 1]
mondo duplantis, i’m breaking my own records
rising as a person, but know i can poll better
deep inside the vault, i’m looking at old letters
feel like batman, with some brave and the bold steppers
green on me as usual, color of some leaves and
yellow on me too, just like i’m representing sweden
it takes some honor to admit when you’re defeated
but i’m winning right now, i don’t need you to believe it
talk is inexpensive, prolly noticed that it cheapened
actions take some effort, and today they’re really needed
on my own up in the dark but i don’t need a beacon
instead i go up in my bed and try to get some sleep in
at night, looking left to right, like it’s fnaf 4
might be a bigger underdog than a black horse
to be like me, go to class and watch crash course
but you’ll see, that it wasn’t sweet for the last four
[chorus]
i’m from mass, my first jersey was rondo
with the brass, my stepcousin’s a trombone
sick of waiting for it, had to get it pr+nto
now i’m tryna get more golds than mondo
i’m from mass, my first jersey was rondo
with the brass, my stepcousin’s a trombone
sick of waiting for it, had to get it pr+nto
now i’m tryna get more golds than mondo

[verse 2]
started off in pole position
then i had go the distance
did it for the whole mission
what a heavy toll to withstand
scratching records like lsu tigers
stryker, don’t wanna be a street fighter
scared of heights, but had take it higher
mind’s on an island, revis or rikers
had to keep it stringent, not wild
hard to stay consistent, for a while
i’m with the contingent, single file
bawling like an infant, poor child
know that you can’t stand me, but you tried to
know that i’m not angry, does that surprise you?
wish you’d understand, wasn’t right for you
now you’re onto plan b, cause it was time to
do you think i really came here to lose?
slugging along more than old babe ruth?
do you think i’m somebody with nothing to prove?
more pointless like an old dulled tooth?
do you think i never spent a day in the booth?
never on beat, don’t know how to groove?
well i’m a dark horse, let you feel on my hooves
and i’m vaulting over all and you know that’s the truth
[chorus]
i’m from mass, my first jersey was rondo
with the brass, my stepcousin’s a trombone
sick of waiting for it, had to get it pr+nto
now i’m tryna get more golds than mondo
i’m from mass, my first jersey was rondo
with the brass, my stepcousin’s a trombone
sick of waiting for it, had to get it pr+nto
now i’m tryna get more golds than mondo

- adam ford usa lyrics

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