Oooouuua Come on National Anthem, was sup Yeaaaahhhh Bilingual for you baby Oui Si Yeah Yeaaaahhhh Come on Yeah Feelin like one of dem days Goin shoppin
Verse 1: Lord Tariq Yo, low profile, I creeps like the phantom Introduce you to the steps in my duplex In the Hamptons where hit it harder is the anthem
am You ain't a playa, trade ya foodstamps Tell ya baby dad to buy 'em [S] Rollin with us, ain't no need to keep a low profile We could all
They tell your right is wrong Your high is low So give 'em hell Kick up a row We're the Supermonstars We chant the anthem of the Phantoms Deal out
on the losing end They tell your right is wrong Your high is low So give 'em hell Kick up a row, we're the Supermonstars We chant the anthem of the
you want) Man, lets get this one started bitch, I'm banging your set the first down south nigga with a westcoast rep 1 album, 5 months, I'm number one in the hood a low-low
handsome, Graffin' so random, Gab that's him, askin' for a ransom, I giva ya one bro from the Microphone Phantom, I'm singin' on the streets my CMF Anthem
Uh, uh, come on Yeah, yeah, come on Yeah, here we go They tried to imbed it in my brain and said I never change Even when they need the anthem, they
Cledus T. Judd/Chris Clark, Cledus Crap Anthems (SESAC)/Of Music (SESAC) It's Thursday night down at Taco Mac It's like a can of sardines the way the
Cledus T. Judd/Chris "P. Cream" Clark/ Cledus Crap Anthems(SESAC)/Of Music, Inc. (SESAC) I got a buddy named Stacy Fay He's been known to stay up for
(ASCAP)/Daddy Rabbit Music (ASCAP)/Famous Music Corp(ASCAP)/Almo Music Corp. (ASCAP) New lyrics & music by Cledus T. Judd/Chris Clark, Cledus Crap Anthems
told you I would Out of nothing you find your own authority Cleanse the water to send your holy blessings I'm flying solo, I'm falling so low, where
revolution?s years away I?m losing faith and I?m running low on things to say So I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate The tired anthem of a loser
but the revolution's years away I'm losing faith and I'm running low on things to say So I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate Tired anthem of a
we makin you scream "WHY?!" and beg for your life, Stab you once, Slash you twice, While I scream in joy: "DIE MOTHAFUCKA! DIE!" Recruitin' members since the day we started, I stay well low
your money from the richest Seek your pussy from the flyest Slow and low, Do or die calm Suicide king and a tuck of the palm Slow and low, do or die
from other ships that sell they DD paper (Space Invader) This one's for the labor days worked for rent and rolling papers Only the illest beats leak asbsurdly out the boombox The daytripper anthem