[Verse 1]
I'm going for the gold
Light downs, banners up, begin the show

Put your hands out, yell my name
My word is pride, and this is game
Bump my fists, huddle with the team

Pump them up, no self-esteem
Captains meet, shake your hands
Balls in the air, let's begin

Run the pick to perfection, no plays off
Play time's over, now it's playoffs
Don't test me now when I'm sticking out my jaw

And you know what that means once I get the ball
I'm coming for the kill as I run down the hall
We don't do this for the fame or the money or the dolls

This is for 'nother ring, 'nother banner on the wall
'Nother record in the books and bragging rights in the fall
The gloves are off now, its time for the King.

CP3, KD on the wing
D Rose, D Whight, D Wade in the ring
And guaranteed you'll feel it when the Black Mamba stings

And sings, and ignites the crowd
This is where you liftoff higher than the clouds
And where you earn your stripes, every single night

Ladies and Gentlemen, please get loud

[Chorus]

Welcome to the playoffs, it's game time
Buzzer beaters, hang time
Rowdy bleachers, game signs

Win or go home, and our names on the line



[Verse 2]
Sixteen teams all making a run
It's all business now, no time for fun

It's a brand new season pull out the big guns
No time to rest we'll do that when it's done
This is Magic and Bird, Jordan you heard?

This is Lakers, Bulls, Knicks, Spurs
Celtics and Heat, this is where we meet
And where legends are made for better or worse

You gave 'em all that talk at the beginning of the year
Well I suggest it's time you make it clear
No more yapping with your mouth or having long droughts

Talk with your game and make sure they hear
This is when young teams show what they got
And old teams show you why they hot

This is where legends remind you who they are
And where young stars come just to claim their spot