[Intro] Yeah We back From the mud for the crown Bear down [Verse 1] Cold wind cut through that practice field We were running in the dark when the doubt was real Every loss, every talk, every “they ain’t that” Turned to fuel in the chest, now we bring it back From the lakefront rain to December scars We were grinding in the shadows, now we reach for stars Same jersey, same city that raised us tough Got the teeth, got the claws, we were built for rough [Chorus] Bear down, we came from the bottom (bear down) Look how far we ran from the problem (ran out) All that pain turned power in the huddle right now Whole squad locked in, we ain’t backing down Bear down, we hungry, we on one (on one) Every yard, every hit, we want some (all of it) This our time, our field, our house, our sound From the past to the throne, yeah we Bear down [Verse 2] Remember all the nights we were watching tape Thinking, “give us one shot, we gon’ break that gate” Now the crowd so loud, you can feel that shake But the focus in the eyes say “we don’t break” Blue collars in the stands, yeah they paved this way All the legends in the rafters, we can hear what they say “Keep pushing, keep punching, don’t you fold right now” So we tighten up the chin strap, own this town [Chorus] Bear down, we came from the bottom (bear down) Look how far we ran from the problem (ran out) All that pain turned power in the huddle right now Whole squad locked in, we ain’t backing down Bear down, we hungry, we on one (on one) Every yard, every hit, we want some (all of it) This our time, our field, our house, our sound From the past to the throne, yeah we Bear down [Bridge] We ain’t here for “almost,” we here for it all (for it all) Every setback, comeback, standing tall From the first cold snap to the confetti fall Same heart, same fight, answer when they call (Bear down) [Chorus] Bear down, we came from the bottom (bear down) Look how far we ran from the problem (ran out) All that pain turned power in the huddle right now Whole squad locked in, we ain’t backing down Bear down, we hungry, we on one (on one) Every yard, every hit, we want some (all of it) This our time, our field, our house, our sound From the past to the throne, yeah we Bear down

rap, Stadium trap banger with male vocals: heavy brass stabs over booming subs and crisp trap hats, halftime swagger in the verses that flips to double-time energy in the hook; crowd chants layered on the chorus with distorted ad-libs and hyped drops, final hook hits with extra horns and stacked gang vocals, football

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