Yeah what's up baby? We're gonna do some things right now Show you how we do 'em in the Bean, you know what I'm saying? N.Y. representing, Dirty South representing Chi-Town, L.A., they're all doing their thing We got a little something bubbling in Beanpot over here you know? I got my crew right back gonna show you how it's done Straight up, hitting one two like Manny Ortiz you heard?
It's John Cena baby, and we're heating up the Beanpot Big up Boston, you know the whole team hot Yo we're fresh, you're all a little bit stale And we're 'bout to make it ugly just like Kevin McHale Cena taking over - I'm 'bout to make the scene mine I got a tea party, baby meet me on the Green Line Ain't too many kids that flow better than me Roll thick like Yaz's sideburns in seventy-three Like Tom Brady and the Pats, we're rolling kids Cross me and pay a toll like the Tobin Bridge From the home of the curse, you all know what I mean We like the left field wall, we stacking Monster 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're taking over the industry Like the Big Dig, baby nobody can finish me
"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"
"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"
"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"
"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"
Yeah, it's Trademarc baby, biggin up Boston, yeah 6-1-7, 9-7-8, 7-8-1, 5-0-8, and 4-1-3 And I don't mean to brag, but it's in the bag And we're alone on top like we're going stag It's a dynasty, that's how I see things In four years we're counting three rings I'm the MVP, baby gimme that key ring And me, Brady and Branch'll own our sweet thing Yeah, and we ain't gonna stop We had the Eagle Flap looking more like a flop And T.O. taking on the B roll and that's the past Beating everybody and the salary cap What now? You say titan's your rep That's like Peyton winning big games out on Gillette We don't forget you all, we're keeping it grimy Had the Steel Curtain looking like venetian blinds Yeah baby, that's how it go That's why next year it's looking like 3 in a row
"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"
"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"
"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"
"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"
Yeah, uh It's Esoteric, tuning in Putting it down for Boston Mass Yo, I rep the Bean, you all see the way it be Home of Source magazine, the Pats and Edo. G Steadily poetically I'm Bill Russell in command Peace to Dorcester, Roxbury, Mattapan Pack a man down quick like Neanderthals Standing tall after brawling 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, I'm like Manny when he shrugs And it bug to the sinning women wearing 7 in the club A deadly combination like venom hit your blood Jason Varitek with the glove, it's all love I'm like Schilling with the red sock, when I get hot My aim is dangerous, like the Larry Bird set shot It's clear now, you living in fear now Big up Boston, the champ is here now
"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"
"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"
"Big up Boston!" "No one shows pity"
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