Football Players
    (专辑: She Loves Me - 2020)
    
    Esham, they say that I 
be rhyming clean  I 
be so fresh niggas think I 
got a 
time machine  These rappers got no direction, they all lost  I 
was in Memphis Tennessee bumping Dolph  Hanging with eighteen hoes, we playing golf  I 
was falling on while they was falling off  I 
live next door to Santa Claus [?] north  A 
old school Detroit player like Jack Frost  Well Al Capone whooped that trick crime boss  I'm always on the 
grind, can't take no time off  I'm known to keep the 9 
and I'll blow your mind off  If you're hopping on my dick, well it's time to climb off  Detroit, where you can die with your eyes open  I'm in the 
end zone, I'm always wide open  Hit me with the 
football, I 
might stumble  One hand catch for the 
touchdown, no fumble  Run it back with no hassle, we playing tackle  Get sacked in the 
game you might end up in shackles  Two hand touche, Barry Sanders, Willie Sims  Running with the 
package, had to hop over the 
fence  On the 
offense, 'cause we the 
defense, we run the 
prevent  Four quarters in the 
game just like four seasons  First down is like moving that first pound  [?] deeper in the 
game, it only get worse now  With the 
money come pain, don't tell me it hurts now  And now your body lay in the 
back of the 
hearse now  It's funny how the 
coach put you in and it worked out  But a 
whole lotta players before you got murked out  Niggas died from concussions, blitzed in all the 
rushing  In a 
huddle, I 
need your body laying in the 
puddle  So don't think you special like you can't get sat  You're only good as your last game, kid, remember that  You not the 
only player in the 
league  A 
lot of heavy hitters in this game so you must respect the 
streets  These is the 
rules you abide by  And if you don't respect the 
streets, these the 
same rules you'll die by   Second down, it's a 
little more pressure  Ain't gained no yardage on that last drive gets ya  [?] slaughter those who oppose  You say your run game's strong, so now it's back on  Quarterback feel the 
pressure from the 
blitz  Didn't see it coming, caught him when he slipped  Wanted a 
flag, never happens with your style up  Pocket collapse, it's a 
cop car pile up  Third down and twenty niggas still getting money  I'ma run the 
hail Mary to the 
end zone carry  I 
never underestimate the 
hate can come from inside  Niggas jump too soon, now we off sides  Fourth down, and a 
lot to go  But I 
ain't never gon' punt it, I'm a 
r-r-run it