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I came here with scars, not strength. I came here with silence, not sound.
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But I built something from the cracks. And I ain’t done.
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Every curl I pull ain’t for the mirror, it’s for memory.
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The kid I was, broken, crying quietly.
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I trained while they laughed, while they smirked. I trained when I bled, when life felt cursed.
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I built myself from rock bottom’s dust. Not for clout. Not for lust.
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But for the day I’d turn and say 'That pain? That made me this way.'
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Steel in my hands. Fire in my breath.
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Every lift I make Rewrites my death.
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I got steel in my name. I got pain in my past.
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I don’t beg for strength. I make it last.
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I don’t curl for looks. I curl for peace.
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The man I was Is now deceased.
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Used to shake under weight Now I press through fate.
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Used to wait for signs Now I grind for proof.
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People think gains come clean? Real ones know gyms get mean.
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Tears, blood, chalk, floor. Rep after rep till your soul gets sore.
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When I’m here, I’m alone but not lonely. The weight never lies. It just knows me.
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It don’t care what you feel. It asks… “Are you real?”
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You show up or you fold. You own it or it owns you cold.
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Steel in my name. Hate in my drive.
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They buried me once. Now I survive.
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I ain’t gifted. I’m built. Stack guilt Into sweat and silk.
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Curls. Pumps. Skin gets thick.
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Truth ain’t light It lifts like brick.
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Let me tell you what a curl feels like It’s lifting every lie they said I’d live by.
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It’s pushing through the “you’re weak”, It’s shouting back when I couldn’t speak.
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That barbell? That’s my therapist. That sweat? My exorcist.
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These callouses? My proof of pain. This body? My truth in frame.
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I’M NOT DONE. I’M NOT DONE. I’M NOT DONE.
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Steel in my name. Fire in my gut.
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Curl past pain. NEVER SHUT.
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This is for the man who trains through ache. Who lifts through loss. Who never fakes.
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This ain’t ego, it’s resurrection. This ain’t gym, it’s self-correction.
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You ain’t weak if you cry. You’re weak if you lie to yourself about why you train.
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You train to tame the rage. To cage the past. To own the stage.
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Grip. Rip. Curl. Roar. Bite. Push. Hurt. More.
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No breaks. No fear. Let doubt come near.
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I eat that. Breathe that. Bench that. Bleed back. I ain’t here to be small.
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I’m here to answer the call of the man inside who said 'You can be more. Give it all.'
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Steel in my name. Truth in my frame. One more rep I claim that flame.
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Built not born. Earned not sworn. From pain I came In iron reborn.
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So when the music fades… And the gym is dark… And your hands are torn… And your mind starts to bark… Remember this:
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You didn’t lift just to flex. You lifted to rise. To love your fight. To stare down the night… And still grow light.
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Steel in your name. Muscle on fire. You trained your soul… Through barbell choirs.
