Champions

Lyrics

[Chorus] We're the champions We're the champions We're the champions, doin' what they said can't be done Doin' what they said can't be done We're the champions We're the champions We're the champions, doin' what they said can't be done Doin' what they said can't be done [Verse 1: X1] We bringin' it home, playin' like Shaq and Kob' Cash to blow, trees lit, glass of mo Various styles, crossin' like Darius Miles Lockin' it down, the game got me leery to smile Movin' too slow, gettin' tired, pick up the flow (Uh-huh) Passin' go, two bricks to get in the goal Pushin' that weight, front line like Michigan State Jail board, punk players gettin' bumps on their face The strong survive, shorty wanna jump in the ride Lovin' my life, that's why I gotta spit it through mics Halftime, smoke break, I need somethin' to light Game over, niggas goin' home losers tonight [Chorus] We're the champions We're the champions We're the champions, doin' what they said can't be done Doin' what they said can't be done We're the champions We're the champions We're the champions, doin' what they said can't be done Doin' what they said can't be done (Yo, yo, yo) [Verse 2: Fredro Starr] Call me the first draft pick of this rap shit Runnin' the block like a runnin' back duckin' from D's Get knocked on the fifty yard line with hard time Side lines flooded with drops, cops is the ref New York is like a contact sport, we play to the death Money to floss, hoes play off a nigga cost Only rollin' with the winners, not the team that lost The game is wild, I'm like Ray Louis on trial Flagrant fouls, hit with techs in the fort down Connects get intercept for their coke in the first round Be the game most rival thug, rhyme on thug Blowin' ya amps, Onyx is the East Coast champs [Chorus] We're the champions We're the champions We're the champions, doin' what they said can't be done Doin' what they said can't be done We're the champions We're the champions We're the champions, doin' what they said can't be done Doin' what they said can't be done [Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz] It's Sticky Fingaz, holla, let me know you heard me My team dirty, scuffed up Timbs and black Jerseys Bulletproof pads, face masks and no mercy Cooler full of Henny and Sprite for when I'm thirsty I'm a sore loser, toughened up, learn to win If a clip hold a hundred I'll put a hundred and ten The game face baldhead niggas done it again Celebratin', takin' pictures out in front of the Benz And still we remain the champions In dirty Escalades, tinted up with fancy rims And still we do the shit that can't be done Every word that come out my mouth is an anthem [Chorus] We're the champions We're the champions We're the champions, doin' what they said can't be done Doin' what they said can't be done We're the champions We're the champions We're the champions, doin' what they said can't be done Doin' what they said can't be done