I Fight For The Man Next To

You Can Talk About What You See From The Outside; It's Hard To Tell Me Who I Am When You're Just Looking At Me With A Football Uniform On. That's A Totally Different Person. That's My Job, That's It.

It's Poetry To Watch The Game When The Game Is Left Alone, When There's Not A Bunch Of Flags On The Ground.

In An Era That's Run On Free Agency, Everybody's Going Where The Dollars Are. They Go After The Dollars And They Forget That The Game Will Always Come Down To Brotherhood.

With The Mindset That I Give Everything I've Got For The Man That's Next To Me, Not Me, Cause I Know What I Got While I'm By Myself, But When I Step On The Field, When I Step On The Turf, What Am I Willing To Sacrifice?

I Don't Know A Man On This Earth Who Can Outwork Me.