Track · Jan 30, 2026 · English

Fourth Quarter Flame

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2:44

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English

Lyrics

[Intro]

Crowd noise in my chest

Scoreboard in my head

They only see the W

Never saw the dread

[Verse 1]

I was runnin’ in the rain, busted shoes, same field

Cold wind, cracked hands, cheap meals, no shield

Coach said “trust work,” friends said “pipe dream”

I was learnin’ every loss, turnin’ pain into scheme

I was tapin’ up the fingers, catchin’ bricks, feelin’ sick

Every miss, every slip, every cut—take your pick

But the hunger wouldn’t quit, it was deep, couldn’t fake it

Built a kingdom out of reps, every morning, had to make it

[Chorus]

This that fourth quarter flame, feel it startin’ to grow (startin’ to grow)

They don’t know the miles, they just know the show

All that blood on the floor, now it shine like gold

I was built for the win, I was forged in the cold

This that fourth quarter flame, watch it burn in my eyes

Every setback I had was a step to the prize

Yeah, they call it overnight, I was grindin’ in the dark

Now the crowd say my name, but I kept my own heart (let’s go)

[Verse 2]

Now the cameras in my face, but I’m thinkin’ ‘bout the hill

Where I ran ‘til I dropped, till the sweat went still

Where my lungs said “stop,” but my pride said “again”

Where the scoreboard was a rock and a clock in my head

They was laughin’ at the kid takin’ shots on his own

Now they copy every move from the clips on they phone

Funny how it all flips when the stats turn real

When the “maybe one day” turn “sign that deal”

But I’m still that same kid, same drive, same street

Still lacing up slow, say a prayer to the heat

I remember every cut, every bruise, every doubt

That’s the fuel in the fire when the time runnin’ out

[Chorus]

This that fourth quarter flame, feel it startin’ to grow (yeah, it grow)

They don’t know the miles, they just know the show

All that blood on the floor, now it shine like gold

I was built for the win, I was forged in the cold

This that fourth quarter flame, watch it burn in my eyes

Every setback I had was a step to the prize

Yeah, they call it overnight, I was grindin’ in the dark

Now the crowd say my name, but I kept my own heart (aye)

[Bridge]

Who you cheer for when it’s tied, when it’s tight?

When your lungs feel smoke, when your legs lose light

When the clock hit low and the doubt feels loud

I was made for that silence, made to stun the crowd

[Chorus]

This that fourth quarter flame, feel it startin’ to grow

They don’t know the miles, they just know the show

All that blood on the floor, now it shine like gold

I was built for the win, I was forged in the cold

This that fourth quarter flame, yeah I’m takin’ my turn

Every scar that I earned is the reason I burn

From the gutter to the game, watch the legend unfold

I was built for the win, I was forged in the cold (uh)

Style

rapepic arena-rap energybooming digital drums and sub-heavy basshalftime stomp claps and bright synth brass. verses sit in a smoothconfident pocket; hook explodes with stacked gang vocals and wide stereo chants. occasional glitchy vocal chops and risers hype the drops; male vocals with a mix of tight rapid-fire bars and bigstretched hook phrases.beatssmoothenglish

Prompt

A sports fan rap, like song that raps with booming digital beats, unique bout winning, n how hard it was to get there n it's starting to grow. Use smart lyrics n rhythm should be smooth but explosive

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GeneratedJan 30, 2026

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