I wanted a beat that reminded me of victory
Something that reminded me this team is making history
The comeback kids, the cardiac Chiefs
Performing acrobatics like the art of trapeze
The Kansas City Chiefs won the Super Bowl
It’s time to say peace to the useless trolls
What up to Trent Dilfer, what up to Skip Bayless
Put this in your pipe and smoke it, put it on your playlist
Derrick Henry this, Raheem Mostert that
Pundits try to make their points with antiquated stats
Talking 'bout the defense being killed by the run
Instead, they're out for blood like Attila the Hun
It’s time to prepare for the passing of the torch
From the dark side to a new and everlasting force
February 2nd, Brady's rocking on his porch
Checking in on Jimmy G. to watch him getting scorched

Chorus:
How 'bout those Chiefs, how 'bout their fans
How 'bout those Chiefs, throw up your hands
How 'bout those Chiefs, turn up those amps
How 'bout those Chiefs, we’re the Super Bowl Champs

I've got a few suggestions and some useful lessons
You could learn from the Titans and the Houston Texans
When this team goes from hungry to hangry, you feel em
They slayed teams and killed 'em with Damien Williams
They're here to destroy you and play with your feelings
It's like watching grown men devastate teams of children
Seven minutes left and the chance to win was four percent
Then Mahomes went off and The Landlords ordered rent
The Niners forgot how a game with four quarters went
Like those before 'em, they thought they were sure to win
All you gotta do to take away the bomb threat
Is punch em in the mouth, that’s what Taylor Lewan said
You thought they’d get steamrolled by Henry and Mostert
You forgot about Pennel, Nnadi, Jones, and the closer
Frank Clark is family, Dee Ford abandoned me
The only Sherman I respect in this game is Anthony

Chorus:
How 'bout those Chiefs, how 'bout their fans
How 'bout those Chiefs, throw up your hands
How 'bout those Chiefs, turn up those amps
How 'bout those Chiefs, we’re the Super Bowl Champs


You really thought you'd beat us? Your QB is awful, though
Like, seriously? Jimmy Garoppolo?
You had to know Mahomes would be the man of the night
Only chance was if you resurrect Montana to Rice
We foiled your dreams, a well-oiled machine
Bringing titles back to KC like the Royals in Queens
No more there's always next year, now we defend the crown
Bask in the moment, we’re right here, we’re winnin’ now
Worst to first, curse reversed like an end around
The football gods handpicked Mahomes and sent him down
We waited 50 years for this, best believe we’re here for this
Had a lot of broken hearts and shed a lot of tears for this
Finally - got the Lombardi and it's heavenly
Bring on the parade and let’s party like it's '70
Finally - last time we weren’t alive to see
You better buckle up cause we’re building up a dynasty

Chorus:
How 'bout those Chiefs, how bout their fans
How 'bout those Chiefs, throw up your hands
How 'bout those Chiefs, turn up those amps
How 'bout those Chiefs, we’re the Super Bowl Champs