[Intro – quiet, spacious, no drums]
They earned the one seed.
Respect.
That just means
They climbed the mountain first.
Funny thing about being at the top…
There’s nowhere left to run.
Buffalo’s coming anyway.
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[Verse 1 – spoken rap, slow pulse enters]
You don’t flinch when you’re inevitable.
You don’t rush when time’s on your side.
Denver loud because they’re supposed to be.
Because the script says so.
Because banners tell stories
That don’t play defense anymore.
We don’t tear down legacies.
We wait them out.
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[Build – low bass swell, heartbeat rhythm]
Number one seed.
All that altitude.
All that noise.
Doesn’t change gravity.
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[Verse 2 – calm dominance]
Josh Allen doesn’t force moments.
He collects them.
Big arm.
Bigger patience.
Eventually… someone breaks.
James Cook — time accelerator.
Every cut shortens the game.
Every yard feels inevitable
Once he gets loose.
You can feel it coming
And still not stop it.
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[Cosmic Talk-Down – stripped beat]
Denver thinks this is about home field.
About air.
About history.
That’s cute.
This is about pressure
Applied evenly
Until balance is restored.
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[Name Run – each line isolated, heavy bass hits]
Dawkins — constant.
Doesn’t move.
Doesn’t argue.
Kincaid — inevitability in the seams.
Too smooth.
Too patient.
Always there when time runs out.
Bosa — entropy.
Everything collapses eventually.
He just speeds it up.
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[Break – silence, then one line]
You can’t scheme
Against what’s coming.
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[Final Verse – full beat, still restrained]
Buffalo doesn’t need chaos.
We don’t need miracles.
We play the long game.
Snap by snap.
Choice by choice.
And somewhere in the fourth quarter
You realize
The outcome stopped being optional
A long time ago.
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[Outro – music fades, final words land clean]
Number one seed.
Mile high.
All the advantages.
And still…
Inevitable. 🦬
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