Fairlife Rasta Rumble

Cory in the house!

(raaaah) (yes bredrin)

Forty-two grams of protein in my hand

The elite Core Power is the best in the land

Drinking down the chocolate,

feeling so strong

Heading to the squat rack,

nothing can go wrong

But then my stomach rumble,

oh no, oh lord!

(boooom) I dropped the heavy weight upon the wooden board!

I pooped myself right there in front of the crowd

And everyone is laughing,

pointing and so loud!

(oh dem a laugh at me!)

Hey-ya, ho-ya, hey-ya-hey!

Ho-ya,

hey-ya,

hey-ya-hey! (hey-ya-haaa)

Now I'm walking to the locker room in pure disgrace

With the chocolate protein smelling up the place

But forty-two grams is still worth the price

Even if I have to pay this heavy toll twice! (bumboclaat!)

Core Power make me run!

(pull up!) Too much protein for the mon! (hahahaha)

No more squats for today!