Intro

Dust in the air, boots on the ground

One ball, one squad, hear the whole map sound

From the tunnels to the site, we take our place

Every pass has purpose, every shot has grace

Verse 1

Spawn doors open, hear the call come through

Blue sky burning, and the squad knows what to do

Long A pressure, quick B rotation

No fear in the lineup, pure determination

You mark the corner, I cut through the lane

We turn every setback into fuel for the game

No arguing, no doubt, no slowing the pace

We play for the badge and the name of the place

Pre-Chorus

When the round gets tight, stand tall

One heartbeat, one call