Foxborough Dynasty

[Intro]
Back in the huddle
Back in the storm (yeah)
Six on the fingers
Reachin’ for more (hey!)
[Verse 1]
Cold wind cuttin’ through the harbor air
We built banners from the doubt you shared
You talk legends, we talk legacies
Rings in the safe, that’s receipts to me
Old chapter closed, new playbook lit
Thought it was over? This the sequel script
Upgraded engine in the same old ship
Still Foxborough, just a sharper grip
[Chorus]
Six rings on, that’s a Foxborough dynasty
New blood runnin’ through the same old energy
You said it’s done, but we just flipped the page
From the past to now, that’s a bigger stage
Six rings flash when we walk through the door
Already ate, but we hungry for more
You can chant, you can hate, you can pray for a fall
We don’t look back, we just reload and ball
[Verse 2]
Same field, different fire in the eyes
New arm, new speed, same rise
Route trees growin’ where the snow got packed
Every setback turned us into steel, not cracked
They remember old glory like it’s all we had
We respect that run, but we want new flags
Every snap, every read like a chess move played
History built, now the future gets made
[Chorus]
Six rings on, that’s a Foxborough dynasty
New blood runnin’ through the same old energy
You said it’s done, but we just flipped the page
From the past to now, that’s a bigger stage
Six rings flash when we walk through the door
Already ate, but we hungry for more
You can chant, you can hate, you can pray for a fall
We don’t look back, we just reload and ball
[Bridge]
From the tunnel to the sky, hear the roar (hear the roar)
Every kickoff feel like knockin’ on the door (on the door)
They thought the story ended on that last parade
Nah, that was just the proof what this house can make
[Chorus]
Six rings on, that’s a Foxborough dynasty
New blood runnin’ through the same old energy
You said it’s done, but we just flipped the page
From the past to now, that’s a bigger stage
Six rings flash when we walk through the door
Already ate, but we hungry for more
You can chant, you can hate, you can pray for a fall
We don’t look back, we just reload and ball

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