TOURNAMENT

[Verse 1 - male]
Arena buzzing, shoes on concrete
Breath stays calm, mind stays clear
Gi tied neat, name on the board
Crowd around, but I hear my own voice
I don’t know every move or chain
Still learning timing, still in range
But I showed up, stepped on the mat
That part matters. That’s a fact
Hands ready, stance locked, eyes ahead
I trust my training, locked and ready

[Chorus - female]
Hands slap, fists bump, here we go
Not rushed, just letting it flow
Coach nearby, voice comes through
Guiding what I’m trying to do
I move, adjust, stay real
This is how competing feels

[Verse 2 - male]
Scrambles quick but under control
Focus sharp, no overload
Crowd fades back, focus ready
Match in sight
Muscles ready, mind alert
Every move counts, I stay in the work
Every round adds something new
I leave the mat knowing more than I knew
Sweat drips, breath steady, heart awake
This is the part I work to take

[Chorus - female]
Hands slap, fists bump, here we go
Not rushed, just letting it flow
Coach nearby, voice comes through
Guiding what I’m trying to do
I move, adjust, stay real
This is how competing feels

[Outro - male or female]
Podium stand, medal earned
Proof of progress, lessons learned
Orlando mats, memory clear
I leave prouder than I came

Funk Brazilian rap with funk trap verses and punchy, rhythmic, danceable choruses,punchy,rhythmic female and male vocals