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Sharp blade, swift moves, court battle in disguise

Samurai stance, ballin' with relentless eyes

(Break)

Not just a game, it's honor intertwined

Slam dunk with purpose, no retreat in mind

Steel clinks, sneakers squeak, patterns encrypted

Hoops and katanas, legacies depicted

Life and death in each dribble, pure tension

Warrior's heart, basketball's dimension

(Lunge) through defenders like shadows cast

Fierce resolve, no room for surrender

In this dojo of hoops, we remember

(Aim) for the net like an arrow's flight

In the glow of the court, day turns to night

Percussion of steps, like drums in a duel

Bound by the code, where respect is the rule

[Chorus]

Samurai ballers, we clash and we soar

Unity in battle, forever hardcore

With each bounce, echoes of history's fight,

Eyes locked on the prize, under the bright night light;

Sabers and swishes, the rhythm of the game,

Honor in every play, never seeking fame.

(Break)

Guarding the hoop like a fortress gate,

Fueling the fire, determination innate;

Dragons on the court, breathing out flames,

In this eternal clash, only respect remains.

We train with sweat, blood, and tears,

Our spirit's iron, like that forged by heat,

In each pivot and feint, our destiny we meet;

(Break)

Swords sheathed, but hearts wield the blade,

On this hardwood battleground, legacies are made;

Movin' stealth like ninjas, but with visible might,

As the scoreboard climbs, under the arena's light;

Every move calculated, like strategy in a war,

For the honor of the game, always giving more;

[Chorus]

Samurai ballers, we clash and we soar,

[Verse 3]

Intense gaze, through the mask of our will,

On this court, samurai dreams we fulfill

(Strike) with precision, execute with grace,

Every shot an art form, every pass in place;

Sweat drips like rain on ancient fields,

The samurai spirit our power conceals;

(Charge) through the paint, no foe too tough,

In this arena, we show our stuff;

[Bridge]

In the final moments, the crowd’s roar unites,

Pulse of drums, echoing our fights;

[Chorus]

Samurai ballers, we clash and we soar,

Unity in battle, forever hardcore;

With each bounce, echoes of history's fight,

Eyes locked on the prize, under the bright night light;

[Verse 3]

Intense gaze, through the mask of our will,

On this court, samurai dreams we fulfill;

(Strike) with precision, execute with grace,

Every shot an art form, every pass in place;

[Bridge]

In the final moments, the crowd’s roar unites,

Pulse of drums, echoing our fights;

[Verse 4]

The final buzzer's near, with the game on the line

Our spirits undiminished, in this moment we shine

(Break)

Sweat-soaked jerseys, like armor worn

Through the storm of battle, legends are born

Infused with honor, each play we design

Not just warriors, we're artists in the shrine

[Bridge]

The court's our canvas, dribbles the brush

In this fierce symphony, no need to rush

As time slows and fate draws near