I embodied the pure will of Bill Walsh.
Colin Kaep bring that Lombardi back.
Reminiscent of the glory days, the Joe Montana days.
Up and down the field Michael Crab catch the rock.
The speed is outrageous of Vernon Davis.
Red or blue pills defense in the matrix.
We got them movers and shakers rotating in.
Matchup problems your coordinators can't contend.
And I ain’t even spoke about the D.
Top 5 last couple of years, ooh yeah you heard me?
Got the Smiths’ will sack ya. Pat Willis will get you,
blat you, got you all in the dirt.
Navarro Bowman the Bone Crusher bringing the hurt.
And like Harbaugh said it the best man…
Who got It better than us?
So let your 49er flag fly.
Just let your 49er flag fly (come on, come on!)
Represent your red and white and gold pride (ya, ya, ya)
Come on put your hands up high (come on, come on, come on!)
We push the d-line across the goal line and
Who got it better than us? Nobody!
Red-lace Cortez Nikes, let me take it back.
Jerry Rice jersey, split-team throwback.
The 9ers got 4 rings… That's a rip!
We got 5, on the quest to 6!
A Steve Young pump fake was sure to fool the camera man.
Real 9er fans from Nor Cal to Amsterdam.
85, spread wide, automatic mismatch.
Kaep with the fastball, Vernon with the quick catch.
4 ALl-Pro linebackers on the best D.
Cardinals, Sea Chickens, Rams, R.I.P.
In The Couch We Trust, Harbaugh We Must Win.
We did it before and we gonna do it again.
Welcome to the bay where we got our own lingo.
How many rings we got? A handful, cinco.
Cherry red paint, gold Daytons, tinted windows.
Oakland Raiders, primer Pinto.
Just let your 49er flag fly (come on, come on!)
Represent your red and white and gold pride (ya, ya, ya)
Come on put your hands up high (come on, come on, come on!)
We push the d-line across the goal line and
Who got it better than us? Nobody!
I embodied the pure will of Jerry Rice.
My condolences when it's game time.
The grind time, the red shine,
the gold shine, yeah we gold mine.
Dig deep, the history that you would see,
the most dynamic players to ever wear football cleats.
You see the lettermens, you see the patches.
It's called a dynasty, it's we who you aim to be.
No better force to represent the NFC.
And we got the west on lock, war call whoa.
On the field we bring the hats of steel.
The heart of a champ, you'll never break the will.
As the wheel keep spinning, every single minute,
and we fight to the ending and there's
no quitting and ah we push the d-line across the goal line
and who got it better then us?
Just let your 49er flag fly (come on, come on!)
Represent your red and white and gold pride (ya, ya, ya)
Come on put your hands up high (come on, come on, come on!)
We push the d-line across the goal line and
Who got it better than us? Nobody!
Ya, let’s not forget some of the greats… Of the empire. Ronnie Lott, Roger Craig, George Seifert, Dwight Clark, Tom Rathman, Eric Davis, Brent Jones, we got Mooch, Jesse Sapolu, Bryant Young, Ray Wersching, John Taylor, Eddie B., Murton Hanks, Dana Stubblefield. That’s just some of the greats, appreciate ya’ll.
credits
released August 1, 2014
Song writers: Jemezzy Ba'be and Huseyin Aksu
Producer: Dev Dabeatsmith
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