You know, you rock when you roll with the Seahawks,

Marshawn, Munch, Beast, Moe with his dreadlocks,

Rolls and passes the ball to the end zone,

Touchdown, you know, we're going to get the crown of Super Bowl,

2014, we get the ring, the bling,

Listen to the crowd sing,

Si-yawks, Si-yawks, Si-yawks,

We blocked that offense,

to say we'll lose us up to no offense.

And on since we got the best Steve Feds,

being the other quarterback, comes with the expense of the after-beings,

after hope the Broncos have enough time to react to the level of game

the Hawks are bringing, that evening, the Super Bowl's sunny,

because they're going to go all the way for the win,

and the starting and the game begins all the way to the end of the game,

and to go down in fame as a Super Bowl,

to ambush of this year, this team should be feared.

You better saddle up when you roll with Si-yawks,

a Broncos seem like some old cattle left in the field,

after cutthroat battle to the Hawks,

they just kick it right, just run away.

Welcome everybody to the no-point conversion,

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