*Lyrics* This year my bracket was whack I thought duke was better than that Who would pick a sweet sixten with a seven and a ten and two twelve seeds Quit my whining in a hurry Saw davidson, stefhon, curry That boy weighs ninety pounds but he kept on knockin them clutch 3s down MARCH MADNESS do the big dance The buzzer beaters made me wet my pants These boys take more big big shots than bonds and clemens combined, and that’s a lot I thought the big upsets wouldn’t stop then Four number one seeds rose to the top First time ever in the history all Cause these final four teams all can ball This first matchup has more talent than Hannah Montana… We’ve got Memphis coming from the home of the blues Against UCLA, from the home of tom cruise And both teams rode all the way here on the backs of kids in their freshman year But their games are manly bro Even though their last names are LOVE and ROSE Both play for pride instead of messing with hoes Cause THAT kinda ballin’ is for playas in the pros Two teams with two bigtime stars Who can’t afford their own cars But don’t you shed them a tear They’ll be hella rich next year Because we already know Out of dough Goin pro for the dough YEAH The second matchup is bound to be a bloody grudge match. REDEMPTION The word starts with R Just like Roy Williams, do you know who he are? The tarheels head coach and he’s preppin the plays KANSAS The team he straight dicthed, okay They got brandon rush who rocks a flattop G But UNC has Psycho “T …