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#ftb #freeturtleboy #song #songs #music #toi #toi74 #newmusic #newsongs #musicvideo #musicsongs #rap #football MOVE THE CHAINS by Toi - @Toi74 Yeah… Check the tape. No huddle. No flags. Let’s run it. Snap count silent, defense still jumpin’ Blitz comin’ heavy, still ain’t rushin’ Pocket collapsin’, QB stay calm Readin’ cover two like it’s written on palms They stack the box, I audible out Send truth in motion, spread ‘em out Nickel defense, still too small This ain’t checkers — it’s fourth-and-all Move the chains — first down talk Helmet crack when the truth get walked Red zone pressure, no timeouts Scoreboard lies but the tape don’t lie Move the chains — grind that clock They get loud, then they all get blocked No flags thrown, still got bruises Ran straight through all the excuses Play fake clean, whole crowd bit Safety froze, that’s a bad read Eyes in the backfield, lost contain Truth broke loose — house call gain They tried spyin’ the quarterback Still got cooked on the comeback route Talkin’ tough in the pre-game chat By halftime? Silence, mouthpiece out No cheerleaders No script Just bodies And stats Move the chains — first down talk Helmet crack when the truth get walked Red zone pressure, no timeouts Scoreboard lies but the tape don’t lie Move the chains — grind that clock They get loud, then they all get blocked No flags thrown, still got bruises Ran straight through all the excuses Two-minute drill, no panic here Clock management crystal clear They burn challenges, waste the breath Still can’t overturn what they said Illegal contact? Missed that call Funny how refs don’t see it all But the crowd saw the whole damn play And the replay hits a different way Goal line stand — everybody tense They stack bodies, still can’t fence Fourth and inches, power run Lower the pads — this game’s done Move the chains — all gas, no brakes Film room full of their mistakes They talk big ‘til the lights come on Then the whole damn drive gets run Move the chains — whistle late Truth crosses lines they can’t regulate No mercy clock, no fake fame Just a long drive and a short memory of pain End of the quarter. Same results. Run it back.