[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Snap the ball, I’m blazing like a cannon shot,
Feet on fire, linebackers can’t touch the spot.
Fourth and ten, but I’m stretching for the gap,
Turf beneath my cleats—map the attack.
Call the play, no delay, spin the fake,
End zone visions, defenders in my wake.
Helmet crack echoes, but I’m still upright,
Chains move fast, yeah, we’re shifting the f***t.
Audible shouts, read the D like a scroll,
Pocket’s collapsing, but I’m in control.
Spiral tight, threading needles in flight,
Touchdown dance under Friday night lights.
[Chorus]
Blitz the b**t, no retreat, American speed,
Rush the rhyme, every line’s a receiver’s lead.
From the hash to the sideline, we dominate,
Fast rap, hard snap—this is gridiron state.
[Verse 2]
Shoulder pads clashing, but my flow’s untouched,
Handoff fake, juke left, leave ’em clutched.
Quarterback cadence, snap-count precision,
Rhymes like play-action, split-second decision.
Two-minute drill, got the crowd on their feet,
Red zone pressure, but my rhymes don’t cheat.
Check the tape, every verse’s a replay,
Chalk talk lyrics, we’re carving the way.
[Chorus]
Blitz the b**t, no retreat, American speed,
Rush the rhyme, every line’s a receiver’s lead.
From the hash to the sideline, we dominate,
Fast rap, hard snap—this is gridiron state.
[Bridge]
Overtime heart, never break under glare,
Hail Mary lyrics soar through the air.
Chain gang rhythm, keep the tempo alive,
First down flow—watch the legacy thrive.
[Verse 3]
Chess match grind, coach’s mind in the verse,
No timeouts left, but I’m reversing the curse.
Guard the mic like it’s Lombardi in reach,
Every bar’s a kickoff—break the breach.
Whistle blows, but the track’s still aflame,
Legends rise when you master the game.
[Outro]
