Sherman League Showdown

Lyrics

[Intro: The League’s Story]
Welcome to the Sherman Fantasy Football League, where shit gets real,
If you’re not ready for battle, then you better fuckin’ kneel.
Tallon took year one, Danny claimed year two,
But this season, motherfuckers, we’re comin’ for you.

Rod, Eric, and Jack couldn’t handle the grind,
But the rest of us? We’re the baddest you’ll find.
Sherman Fantasy Football League, where legends are born,
Step up or get wrecked, it’s your ass that we’ll mourn.

[Verse 1: The League’s Veterans]
Colin from Rochester, reppin’ Bills Mafia pride,
Josh Allen’s his boy, he’s always by his side.
Gerald’s in Greenwood, flyin’ with the birds,
Eagles in his heart, always true to his word.

Tallon from Sumpter, with that Clemson pride,
Citadel-made, takin’ you for a ride.
Hass from the sticks, slingin’ that rope,
In this fuckin’ league, he’s crushin’ all hope.

[Chorus: Bonedawg’s Anthem]
Bonedawg’s the Commish, but on draft day he’s Triple T,
Buffalo’s wildest, livin’ fast and free.
Fat girls love him, milfs can’t resist,
He’s runnin’ this league, won’t ever fuckin’ quit.

[Verse 2: The Newcomers & The Steady Hand]
Jacob in Raleigh, chuggin’ beers like a champ,
On draft day, motherfuckers, he’s settin’ up camp.
Danny from Charlotte, cuttin’ through the rest,
His fantasy game’s sharp, it’s fuckin’ blessed.

Isaac’s the quiet storm, deadly and calm,
New to the game, but droppin’ big bombs.
Nick’s the straight shooter, no filter in sight,
He’ll tell Gerald straight up, “Your team’s fuckin’ shite.”

[Bridge: The Rest of the Crew & Ramon]
Evan’s been mockin’, draft after draft,
Now he’s here to craft, ready to shaft.
Josh in the Mustang, ridin’ with pride,
Might be a Swifty, but he’s takin’ you for a ride.

Ramon’s got clarity, but fuck that Zen,
On draft day, he’s here to drop bombs again.
In this fuckin’ league, he’s holdin’ it down,
Sherman Fantasy Football, where legends are crowned.

[Chorus: Bonedawg’s Anthem]
Bonedawg’s the Commish, but on draft day he’s Triple T,
Buffalo’s wildest, livin’ fast and free.
Fat girls love him, milfs can’t resist,
He’s runnin’ this league, won’t ever fuckin’ quit.

[Outro: The Sherman League Forever]
This is Sherman Fantasy Football, where the best take flight,
Where the strong rise up, and we play all night.
Here’s to the season, the glory, the score,
May the best man win, and we’ll fuckin’ do it once more.