Champs

                              We are champions, the battle was won.

                                Victory, victory is going to come.

                              Competitions wonder how we did this.

                               Oh where did we get these skills from.

                    The  urge of determination in rain, snow  and sun, day to night putting up with a fight.

                              Some may not be the greatest but they still made it.

                             On the top we stand today, tomorrow and forever.

                           The ones who pull us down always say never.

                        Opportunity is everywhere, this is how we get  better.

                 I get  pulled  down, but i fight to get back up like a sufer battling the boisterous waves.

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