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[Intro] Hands up World stage, one flame Whole earth in the frame Say it loud, one game (hey!) [Verse 1] From the curb to the cup, we arrive Painted flags on the dash, long drive Every tongue, same roar, same drive Every kid with a dream in their eyes Streets buzz when we lace up the gold We’ve been running these drills in the cold Whole squad got a heart made of stone But we play like it’s blood on the goal [Pre-Chorus] We don’t fold Even when our backs touch the wall We go bold Hear the final call [Chorus] This is glory in our name When we run, when we fall, when we rise again From the block to the world, everybody chant (O-oh) this is more than a game Wave that shirt, wave that pride, let it shake the stands Every heart on the line for the one-world chant O-oh, glory in our name Glory in our name [Verse 2] Big stage, bright grass, white lines Whole squad on the edge of the sign Ref’s whistle like a clock in my mind Only ninety to rewrite our lives Slide tackle, crowd gasp, then cheer You can feel every hope in the air Cross in, one touch, so near Keeper sprawled, whole bench in my ear (let’s go!) [Pre-Chorus] We don’t fold Even when the doubts start to talk We go bold Hear the whole world walk [Chorus] This is glory in our name When we run, when we fall, when we rise again From the block to the world, everybody chant (O-oh) this is more than a game Wave that shirt, wave that pride, let it shake the stands Every heart on the line for the one-world chant O-oh, glory in our name Glory in our name [Bridge] LA nights, but the flags worldwide Every city in the scream when we slide One ball, one shot, one try Whole planet in a single reply [Chorus] This is glory in our name When we run, when we fall, when we rise again From the block to the world, everybody chant (O-oh) this is more than a game Wave that shirt, wave that pride, let it shake the stands Every heart on the line for the one-world chant O-oh, glory in our name Glory in our name (hey!)
Tags
rap, Stadium-sized electro trap banger with West Coast swagger; distorted 808s and razor synth leads over hard, halftime trap drums. Male vocals delivered in a hyped, chantable cadence, stacked gang shouts on the hook. Verses stay minimal and percussive, beat drops out for pre-chorus tension, then slams back with crowd claps, airhorns, and hyped ad-libs in the chorus. Big, glossy mix aimed at festival stages and packed arenas., electro, world, hip hop
3:08
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2/7/2026