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For the Team


day one day one day one

practice in the hot sun

coaches screamin down your neck

those who make it, thats respect

mid way and my body's takin L's 

I do it for my team still goin through hell

play against your rival what's better

working overtime gettin cheddar 

taking shots but i'm still sober

don't want the season to be over

in the chip with my brothers

wouldn't do it with any other

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