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PADS N BOOTS lyrics
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Intro
Yeah, we in the stadium lights, flags wave like battle cries One ball, two worlds, same roar in the skies Pads crash in the trenches, cleats cut through the grass From Friday nights to Wembley nights, both legends built to last Crowds chant like thunder, hearts beat in sync Whether it’s fourth and goal or stoppage-time brink
Verse 1
Came up from muddy fields, cold breath in the air Gridiron dreams in Texas, street goals in Rio flair Walter Payton grace, Pelé with the crown Montana throwing spirals, Messi breaking it down USA helmets shine, South America samba steps Both chasing glory, both leaving no regrets From Vince Lombardi quotes to Maradona’s Hand of God Different rules, same soul, same sacred sod
Chorus
It’s a world of touchdowns and hat tricks, baby, Lombardi meets the Cup, both driving fans crazy From the Super Bowl lights to World Cup nights We fight for the love, for the roar, for the heights Oh, pads or no pads, we still bleed this game Call it football, call it fútbol — still the same flame
Verse 2
Brady with the comebacks, Ronaldo with the flair Mahomes no-look passes, Neymar’s rainbow in the air Tailgates grill smoke, terraces rain beer Trash talk’s universal — we speak it clear Hail Marys and bicycle kicks, drama on display From overtime miracles to PK heartbreaks in play Brazil dancing gold, Patriots stacking rings Both got dynasties that make the people sing
Bridge
You got two halves, I got four quarters But we both cross lines like rebel sons and daughters Your pitch is wide, my field’s got hash Both got scars from the hits and the dash From Kansas City red to Barcelona blue We’re cut from the same cloth, just stitched in two
Chorus
It’s a world of touchdowns and hat tricks, baby, Lombardi meets the Cup, both driving fans crazy From the Super Bowl lights to World Cup nights We fight for the love, for the roar, for the heights Oh, pads or no pads, we still bleed this game Call it football, call it fútbol — still the same flame
Outro
So here’s to the roar when the whistle blows To the rivalries only the true heart knows From Green Bay snow to Copa heat Football or fútbol — same heartbeat
Inside the recording
Yeah, we in the stadium lights, flags wave like battle cries One ball, two worlds, same roar in the skies
It’s a world of touchdowns and hat tricks, baby, Lombardi meets the Cup, both driving fans crazy
So here’s to the roar when the whistle blows To the rivalries only the true heart knows
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