Marshawn Lynch takes a three point stance
His helmet pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the call of QB
Beast Mode ready to go

Are you ready?
Are you ready for this?
Are you hanging at the edge of your seat?
Out of the backfield, the Beast Mode RIPS
With a blur of his feet

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
This one steamrolled, that one, a stiffarm
Another one bites the dust
Hey! Gonna juke these two
Another two bite the dust

How do you think you can get him down, with only eleven guys?
He's take you for everything that you have
Can you believe the size of his thighs?

Yes I'm happy. In fact, I'm stupefied
By the yards he continues to eat
Out of the backfield, the Beast Mode RIPS
With a blur of his feet

(Chorus)

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust

There are plenty of ways he can hurt a man
Here's a few that I have found
He can beat him
He can leave him
He can juke him bad
Or just knock him to the ground

Yes he's ready. And he's ready for you
Seattle's hanging on the edge of their seats
Out of the backfield, the Beast Mode RIPS
With a blur of his feet