the blood, the sweat, the tears
the laughter, cries, and cheers
fast break, shake and bake
pump fake, love and hate
five souls intertwined as one
if this game is to be won
'cause in this league,
it's not about the cash
it's all about the love,
not a paycheck, or camera flash
only four years to prove if you have what it takes
to be the Big Man on campus, cause you scored twenty-eight
"SWISH," is like a cry from Heaven, as if God himself
came down and whispered, "Nothing but net"
the angels sang the "chorus", the crowd can't stop roaring
everytime I hear the story, of that highschool "Glory"