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Yeah
They thought it was just run and gun
But this was soul on the hardwood
Draft night in Seattle,
the journey begins
To the prairie land,
playing to win
Unstoppable force, number zero on the chest
With a fire in the heart,
never settling for less
They called it reckless,
I called it heart
Tearing the rim and the defense apart
From the highest of peaks
to the thunder in the sky
Every single possession, we were riding so high Oh,
the fire in the wind (let it burn!) Every triple-double,
where do we begin?
From the MVP crown to the weight of the crown They can
never slow the motor of the beast in this town
(yeah, yeah!) Then the narrative shifted,
the colors they changed
Traded away and the critics pre-arranged
Every brick that they counted,
they forgot the soul
No championship ring, but we paid the full toll
In LA, in Houston,
the bounce around the league
Fighting the age and the creeping fatigue
But the pride never faded,
the hustle remained
No regrets on the court,
through the glory and pain
And now the buzzer sounds
Silence in the stands
No more running the floor
But the history stands
(we did it all)
Oh,
the fire in the wind (let it burn!) Every triple-double,
where do we begin?
From the MVP crown to the weight of the crown
They can never slow the motor of the beast in this town
(yeah, yeah!)
Hanging up the sneakers Zero forever in the rafters (thank you,
Russ)