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Lyrics

[Intro]
"Falcons Fans... RISE UP!" [Yeah]
Come into our town u're gonna get... done up!! [Yeah]
It's all in good fun, get hit and u're done...
Falcon Fans Rise Up! Rise Up!
This butt kicking is rated E for everyone, u're trippin, u're wrapped up around our thumb. Like Yeah, u know we need another rider... Falcon Fans, RISE UP! Rise Up![Ooh] ...[Yeah]

When u're coming to Mercedes Benz we ain't tryin to be ur friend. So take this beat down buddy [it's a means to ur end]. The players, the fans, it's all in good fun... "Sorry buddy but u're done" [Oooh]
This butt kicking is rated E for everyone, u're trippin, u're wrapped up around our thumb. Like Yeah, u know we need another rider... Falcon Fans, RISE UP! Rise Up![YEAH]
Hey if u're steppin in our town u're gonna get done up!!. So take dis beat down buddy black & red is gonna run up! Close ur eyes, say ur prayers, the heat just got turnt up! [Ohhh, ooh, oh, oh] "Falcons Fans RISE UP!
We got that fierce Falcon funk, When you step into our dome, u better not flunk. From the Dirty South, we rise, we ain't no punks, Falcons fans unite, we ‘bout to get REAL crunk. In the Benz, we defend, it's our sacred ground, Black and red, we represent, we wear that crown. So if u think u can hang, better think again, Falcons fans rise up, it’s time to get that win.
This butt kicking is rated E for everyone, u're trippin, u're wrapped up around our thumb. Like Yeah, u know we need another rider... Falcon Fans, RISE UP! Rise Up! [Ooh, ooh, ooh]
In ATL, we dwell, where the players play, On Sundays we slay, ain't no other way. From the A-Town to the world, we spread that love, But when it comes to the field, we rise above. So bring ur A-game, 'cause we don't play, Falcons fans rise up, every single day. In the dome, we roam, with dat Southern pride, Falcons fans rise up, we never hide.
[Rap]
Yo!I pull up 2 the Benz, red & black on my chest,
Dirty Birds n the sky, we ain't never second best!
Opponents lookin' shook, like they caught n a storm,
We bring that Georgia heat — better hope u stay warm! We fly high, hit hard, no chill n our veins, U steppin' n our house? U 'bout 2 feel da pain!
Rated E 4 everybody, this beatdown’s legit,
We don’t play nice — we just handle our biz!
Falcons fans RISE UP, we the kings of the South,
Talk slick, get clipped, better watch ur mouth!
We got that fire in the booth, and that fury on the field,
Tryna run w/ da Birds? Better bring a force field!
We wrap u up tight, like a sack on third down,
U came for a dub? Nah, u leavin’ with a frown! It’s ATL, baby — we don’t mess around,
Falcons flyin’ high, we the talk of the town!
[Outro]
"Dis butt kickin was brought 2 u by da letter E."