INTRO (spoken)
Social media loud, two cities barkin’ at once,
Red and gold in my chest, blue noise up front,
We went up to Seattle, enemy air in my lungs,
Then the ball got kicked…
And the talk got done.
VERSE 1 (fan war)
Social media lit, comments fly like shots,
Hawks bark loud like they own the block,
I was clappin’ back, Niner talk in the pen,
Rivalry deeper than seasons or wins,
Screenshots traded like trophies in the chat,
Digital laughter when the season collapse,
Emoji clowns everywhere, timeline circus on blast,
Faithful still stand, we don’t run, we don’t bend,
Bay raised different, we carry it back.
PRE-HOOK
Talk stop when the ball get kicked,
No posts now, just breath and risk.
HOOK
Enemy still the enemy, I don’t shake no hands,
We take the loss, take notes, then expand the plan.
VERSE 2 (game pain)
Kickoff wrong, momentum flipped quick,
Whole stadium shift, I could feel that sink,
Pressure on Brock, rhythm never born,
CMC boxed in, run lanes torn,
Walker chewin’ clock, bleedin’ the game,
Every step heavy, every cut feel strange,
Defense still hittin’, still fightin’ the wave,
But the score keep talkin’, no room to be saved,
Field goals only, hope gettin’ thin,
By halftime you know this ain’t how we win.
PRE-HOOK 2
Ain’t no excuses, ain’t no lies,
Just that cold feelin’ when the season dies.
HOOK (pain)
They laughed at the pain, we laughed at the plan,
Different type of win when you think long-term, man.
VERSE 3 (aftermath)
They celebratin’ hurt, not football, just noise,
Screenshots over film, fake crowns over poise,
Timeline barkin’ like it’s over and done,
But loud teams fade when the work gotta come,
I don’t shake hands with enemies, never that,
Win don’t erase disrespect in the chat,
Pain turn to pressure, pressure turn steel,
That’s Bay Area business, that’s how we heal.
VERSE 4 (offseason chess)
Cap sheets open, dead money talk,
Who still explosive, who lost that spark,
Who comin’ back healthy, who gotta be cut,
Who worth that number, who ran outta luck,
Depth get measured, truth get shown,
Every weak spot finally known,
We buildin’ quiet while they still loud,
Mob moves slow, never explain to the crowd,
Pens hit paper, doors get closed,
This how empires quietly grow.
HOOK (dark mantra)
Silence in the room while the contracts flip,
That’s how empires move — not noise and clips.
BRIDGE (Faithful)
Loss don’t break us, it sharpen the blade,
Every scar a lesson, every cut get weighed,
We don’t fold, we don’t bend, we don’t hide,
Faithful still here, still standin’ with pride.
OUTRO (calm menace)
No peace treaties.
No handshakes.
Just work.
Loss didn’t break us — it sharpened us.
Homework season now.
Faithful still here.
Faithful stand tall.
Bang Bang Niner Gang.
