By the time you hear this I'm gon' be drunk at the O's game Fuck the Blue Jays they ain't got no game I'm a Phills fan but I can rep both teams Fuck Joe Carter, man that asshole needs Rogaine Still bitter 'bout '93 man That damn grandslam made me master P - uh I was just 10 naturally Cried in my bed when the Phillies lost the seas- fuck 2010 and we'll bash your team Win another World Series, man it has to be J-Roll needs another matching ring It's about to get rough grab the Vaseline Cause we'll fuck your team up Our bats are mean'a Our shirts get dirty You cats look cleaned up We bout our business, but y'all like to talk a lot Looks like Howard knocked another in the parking lot Broken windshield, you stay in the infield While I run columns taller than David Windfield Been healed, no problem. '08 got em Tampa Bay Rays can't phase my squadron Probably woulda beat 'em if we only had bobs in 'Specially when you throwin' like Hillary Rodham Problem, from top to bottom Even though Jamie Moyer's got 5 years on my father One nut Kruk'd ya, best of luck to ya' Back up off the plate or Halladay might touch ya' Pinstripe punk ya', J. Worth clutch Opposite of that little Albert Haynesworth clutz Peace to McNabb, I'm gonna' miss ya' big fella' I feel like A. Reid treated you like Old Yeller Kinda' did you wrong, I'm sorry for that But Mr. Kolb stand up, it's time to murder some cats 'Bout to cop my swing box, get my boys ring'd up Tear the others up like Tiger Woods' prenup - uh Philly hits hard, just call us P-funk Got the other teams sayin': "Aw fuck, we suck" Go hard, Black Paisley E-dubble mania This is what we do, this is how we get crazy Fuck it that's the real shit, on the real tip I don't even know, but I'm 'bout to go toTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
