Lyrics

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

Rod, Eric, and Jack couldn’t hang with the pace,
But the rest of us? We’re ready to take our place.
Sherman Fantasy Football League, where the legends rise,
Step up or get crushed, it’s your ass we’ll mourn.

[Chorus: Bonedawg’s Anthem]
Bonedawg’s the boss, the king of this game,
Buffalo’s finest, puttin’ all y’all to shame.
Fat girls love him, milfs on the chase,
He’s runnin’ this league, ain’t no one takin’ his place.

[Verse 1: The League’s Veterans]
Colin from Rochester, where the bodies drop fast,
Murder capital king, ready to outlast.
Gerald in Greenwood, rockin’ with the birds,
But in this fuckin’ league, he’s redefining the words.

Tallon from Sumpter, with Clemson pride,
Citadel-born, he’s ready to ride.
Hass from the Citadel, slingin’ that rope,
In the Sherman League, crushin’ all hope.

[Verse 2: The Newcomers & The Steady Hand]
Jacob in Raleigh, always on time,
On draft day, he’s ready to climb.
Danny from Charlotte, slicin’ through the field,
His fantasy game’s tight, he’s refusin’ to yield.

Isaac’s the silent storm, but don’t be deceived,
New to the league, but he’s got somethin’ up his sleeve.
Nick’s the one to tell you, your team’s a joke,
He’ll let Gerald know his squad’s about to choke.

[Verse 3: The Rest of the Crew & Ramon]
Evan’s mock drafts? Man, he’s clockin’ in hard,
But his teams been mid, now he’s raisin’ the bar.
Josh in the Mustang, with Chiefs in his sight,
Might be a Swifty, but he’s here to fight.

Ramon’s got clarity, his game’s on lock,
Brings peace to the body, but on draft day, he’ll shock.
In this fuckin’ league, he’s holdin’ it down,
Sherman Fantasy Football League, where we go pound for pound.

[Chorus: Bonedawg’s Anthem]
Bonedawg’s the boss, the king of this game,
Buffalo’s finest, puttin’ all y’all to shame.
Fat girls love him, milfs on the chase,
He’s runnin’ this league, ain’t no one takin’ his place.

[Outro: The Sherman League Forever]
This is Sherman Fantasy Football League, where the real ones fight,
Where the weak get crushed, and the strong take flight.
Here’s to the season, the blood, and the war,
May the best man win, and rise to the top once more.