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eric booker - wall of fame lyrics

[intro]
there he is
eric “badlands” booker
trying to do a little singing when he’s not eating

[verse 1]
yeah
when it’s time to cross that wall of fame
it’s time to do what we do, man, simple and plain
the wall of fame, cross that wall of fame
cross that wall of fame, show the world you ain’t lame
yo
it’s gettin’ closer to time, half past noon
hungry, focused, stomach growlin’, too
we lined up like qualifying position
number of dogs we ate determine when we start our mission, uh
you’re nothin’ but low? first to go, first to cast
’cause it’s all about savin’ the best for last
i qualify, decent soul, i’m in mint position
closе to pole position, good spot? mad listen
any spot’s a good spot, man, you qualify
for the grеatest sportin’ event alive
where an average joe can turn into a joey chesnut
bring your hunger, appetite, man, and step up
to the mark of no joke, no games
tell the world your name and stacks no shame
show the fans love, man, simple and plain
and run up your two flights across the wall of fame
[chorus]
i’m better than i ever thought i’d be
game winnin’, all the brain
master of the game, man, simple and plain
perpetual aims for you to remember my name
a untame eating frame, it’s prime, man, ready to main
far from lame, hotter than two thousand flames
no shame [?]
they call me in this order: nickname, [?] (huh?), insert name
the baddest one to ever cross that wall of fame

[verse 2]
walk across the wall of fame, high noon like a gunslinger
ready to draw like picasso or some other painter
feels like slow motion
just like glue and tron legacy, don’t tell ’em what i’m ’bout to do
i’m glowed up, hyped up, can’t wait
i walk across some swagger, a confident gate, man
top pedigree, courageous, fear diminishin’
crowd cheerin’ like i’m ed sheeran
despite airworks in the sky, it’s the fourth of july
my, my, my, man, this feelin’, man, you cannot buy
fresh dressed, nipton jersey, no less
i got my name on the back, plus my personal best
i grace the center spot of the original wall, b
so i take pride in my stride
the only one that walks across with the mic’ in his hand
kick a rap and eat these dogs like thanksgiving, yeah
[chorus]
i’m better than i ever thought i’d be
game winnin’, all the brain
master of the game, man, simple and plain
perpetual aims for you to remember my name
a untame eating frame, it’s prime, man, ready to main
far from lame, hotter than two thousand flames
no shame [?]
they call me in this order: nickname, [?] (huh?), insert name
the baddest one to ever cross that wall of fame

- eric booker lyrics

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