blitz my opponent analog make'em fumble six points end zone field goal seven on hit'em shoulder blade ram status make'em tumble run it back return hundred yard add on verse 1 Los Angeles Rams/sprinting hundred miles per hour like a falcon on the field/no Atlanta no towers I'm green Bay packed up/Vikings with the thorns I'm like a car body build/got packs in the horn equipment on extra weight/pounding from the helmet injury update/out for season edit refs keeping score/blowout like Grand opens wishing out for stats/playing out sweaty emotions field goal blocked/ran it back hundred meters no my 24/camera's but no cheaters arena football/off the wall run it back breaking tackles/no following one on track verse 2 Adam Sandler with the tackle/my mama said get'em you can trick'em you can beat'em/my ways out led'em sipping on Kool aid/water the main beverage hitting weights while thinking/keeping my mind leveraged square button keeping out/my team has no enterage my injury list perm/on the bench really on clearage in the open with my plays/just don't know routes like a plant growing good/in the one that's standing out flags on ease/my hands to myself no whistles blown/proud of myself I'm the blitz master/in the books hall of Fame face always serious/they say it's just a game