Locked in the Game

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[Verse]
Green field's a cage, no escape, it’s a zoo,
Eyes sharp as hawks, every move déjà vu.
Ego screaming loud, the crowd holds its breath,
This ain’t soccer, it’s a chessboard of death.

Barcha’s flexin’, golden tiki-taka chains,
Bastard’s steel wall, breaking through the lanes.
Blaugrana dribble spells, like magic in their veins,
But the Bastard captain’s grin—pure disdain.

[Prechorus]
Footwork vicious, slicing like a katana,
Passes ricochet, hotter than a sauna.
Ain’t no mercy, ain’t no love in this arena,
Dreams clash loud, crescendo like a ballerina.

[Chorus]
Locked in the game, no room for fear,
Blood, sweat, and goals, legends made here.
Barcha to Bastard, every second severe,
This field ain't fair—it's survival, my dear.

[Verse 2]
Isagi’s vision, slicing through dimensions,
Future laid bare, predicting their intentions.
Kaiser’s crown heavy, but he’s cold precision,
Both teams colliding in divine collision.

Noel’s a maestro, strings pulled from the back,
While Lavinho dances, attack after attack.
Gagamaru’s a wall, shots echo, then crack,
But whose goal will shine? The pitch fades to black.