"Big up Boston!"
[John Cena]
Yeah whassup baby? We gonī do some things right now
Show you how we do īem in the Bean, yīknahmsayin?
N.Y. representin, Dirty South representin
Chi-Town, L.A., they all doin their thing
We got a lilī somethin bubblin in Beanpot over here yīknow?
I got my crew right back gonī show you how itīs done
Straight up, hittin one two like Manny Ortiz ya heard?
Itīs John Cena baby, and we heatin up the Beanpot
Big up Boston, you know the whole team hot
Yo we fresh, yīall a little bit stale
And we ībout to make it ugly just like Kevin McHale
Cena takin over - Iīm ībout to make the scene mine
I got a tea party, baby meet me on the Green Line
Ainīt too many kids that flow better than me
Roll thick like Yazīs sideburns in seventy-three
Like Tom Brady and the Pats, we rollin kids
Cross me and pay a toll like the Tobin Bridge
From the home of the curse, yīall know what I mean
We like the left field wall, we stackin ?? Green
Knock you out of the park, you land on Yawkey Way
My shit be butter, but around here we say Parkay/parquet
I rent my own team, we takin over the industry
Like the Big Dig, baby nobody can finish me
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"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"
[Tha Trademarc]
Yeah, itīs Trademarc baby, biggin up Boston, yeah
6-1-7, 9-7-8, 7-8-1, 5-0-8, and 4-1-3
And I donīt mean to brag, but itīs in the bag
And we alone on top like we goin stag
Itīs a dynasty, thatīs how I see things
In four years we countin three rings
Iīm the MVP, baby gimme that key ring
And me, Brady and Branchīll own our sweet thing
Yeah, and we ainīt gonī stop
We at the Eagle {?}, cook īem all as they flop
And T.O. takin on the B roll and thatīs the past
Beatin everybody and the salary cap
What now? You say titanīs your rep
Thatīs like Peyton winning big games out on Gillette
We donīt forget yīall, weīre keepin it grimy
Had the Steel Curtain lookin like venetian blinds
Yeah baby, thatīs how it go
Thatīs why next year itīs lookin like 3 in a row
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[Esoteric]
Yeah, uhh
Itīs Esoteric, tunin in
Puttin it down, for Boston Mass
Yo, I rep the Bean, yīall see the way it be
Home of Source magazine, the Pats and Edo. G
Steadily poetically Iīm Bill Russell in command
Peace to Dorcester, Roxbury, Mattapan
Pack a man down quick like neanderthals
Standin tall after brawlin up in Fanueil Hall
As a young buck moms said I disobey
All she heard was no-ma/Nomar like fans in Fenway
But they sent him to the dugs, Iīm like Manny when he shrugs
And {?} bug to the {?} women wearin {?} in the club
A deadly combination like venom hit your blood
Jason Varitek with the glove, itīs all love
Iīm like Schilling with the red sock, when I get hot
My aim is dangerous, like the Larry Bird set shot
Itīs clear now, you livin in fear now
Big up Boston, the champ is here now
[Chorus]
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