[Verse] There's a curse that hangs over the purple and gold Every time we step on the court, it takes its toll Players on the other team, they start to heal magically And rise from the dead, ready to play their fantasy [Verse 2] Injured, out for months, we hear they're not fit to play But when they face the Lakers, they find a way To get back on their feet, like a phoenix on fire A magic spell that leaves us questioning what transpires [Chorus] The curse of purple and gold, it haunts our dreams Injured opponents come back, it's not as it seems Dead players rise to life, just to take us down We're trapped in this cycle, this curse of renown
