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Beanie Sigel

Genres: Hip-Hop

Champions Lyrics - Beanie Sigel

[DJ Clue *echoes*] 

Yeah... DJ Clue... Desert Storm... The Roc... 

This shit right here... The Roc Army... 

Dame Dash Presents... The Dream Team niggaz... 

Word... 

 

[samples from "We Are the Champions" used by Dream Team w/ permission of Queen] 

Time after time / I've done my sentence / but committed no crime 

I've done my sentence / but committed no crime 

I've done my sentence / but committed no crime, crime, crime 

And we mean to go on and on and on and on 

 

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[Dame Dash: speaking over Queen samples] 

Sup y'all? Yo, this is Dame Dash the CEO 

Here to welcome y'all to the Dream Team 

What y'all niggaz thought I was gonna rap? Never 

I'm just a little mad at niggaz comin at my neck 

like my Team ain't the best in the world... y'knahmsayin? 

Like we ain't got Beans, Cam, Jay, Bleek, Freeway 

 

[Chorus: exactly mirrors chorus of Queen's "We Are the Champions"] 

We are the champions, my friend 

And we'll keep on fighting, to the end 

We are the champions, we are the champions 

No time for losers / cause we are the champions... of the world 

 

[Dame Dash] 

Got damn Kanye! I bet niggaz didn't know you could rap huh? (They didn't) 

That's my motherfuckin producer 

This the producer on the Roc, he rap better than most rappers! 

 

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[Kanye West] 

Well Dame if these niggaz thought about they self for a change 

Then maybe they can finally figure out how to get they self some change 

I done seen jealousy make niggaz do t-terrible things 

How the song go, I do a hoe, oh yea shit'll never change 

That so, worry though, we are the cham-p-ions 

Spend a lot of time in Hampt-i-ons, do a lot of beats you can't be on 

Damn all these fans can't be wrong, damn B.I.G. you can't be gone 

Make those beats thugs want to rock, make a nigga feal just like 'Pac 

Make it street but it just might pop, make it straight to the mountain top 

Had the Chi' on lock, when they finally heard our sound with Roc 

Came in the game, changed it again, changed everything, yeahhhhh 

If you feelin this here, throw your fuckin hands in the air 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Young Chris - over Chorus] 

Its the Roc-a-Fella label baby fuck them other labels baby 

And we been duckin shots from all them haters lately 

We gettin paper baby, them others tryin to keep up 

We on top, so I guess we they saviors - NOPE! 

We labelled as the Roc-A-Fellas, Jacob, watch's colors 

Everywhere hell yea, test us and the gauges BLOW! 

Fuck they hatin fo'? Don't make me pop a fella 

Roc-A-Fella, stop a fella, could get hot for fellas, SIG! 

 

[Beanie Sigel] 

WHAT?! Don't make me chop up fellas, have to call the cops on fellas 

Order helicopter fellas... NIG-GA! I'm a Roc-A-Fella 

What nigga for Roc-A-Fella shit I will rock a fella 

Dame! (God damn Beans I got this let me talk my shit one time) 

No we the illest niggaz; realest, I will kill these niggaz! 

 

[Dame Dash] 

Now that's what the fuck I'm talkin bout! 

And you wonder why I'm proud of my family? 

And you wonder why I ain't gotta rap? 

I got niggaz that will assassinate you B, lyrically! 

Really shut you the fuck down! Don't get your career ended 

Leave us the fuck alone, let us roc! 

 

We are Roc-Heusen, we're the R., O., C. - HOLLA! 

 

[Cam'Ron] 

I'm here Dame, I'm here, Killa 

This is just fate, how I would sit on a crate 

Listen to tapes everyday a frisk was at stake 

Chicks cuffs risk gettin raped my mission was straight thug 

Visit them states near them great Michigan lakes 

And fuck a bathroom, I pissed on the gate 

Flipped a bird outta flip a bird switch up my plates 

I got plans that was better than jail 

Now look we like Bird, Parish, Kevin McHale 

Scott, Worthy, Jabbar, and Magic 

Oh my god it's Magic, Isiah, Dumars, I will carve your casket 

Feel Scotty and Mike, feel Shaq and Kobe 

My gats will de-tatch you homie 

And I'm friends with thugs, I sell endless drugs 

For the Roc Fam dog I extend my love 

Jay, Bleek, beef I'll be crossin the bridge 

Tossin they wigs make corpse of they kids 

Free, O, Sparks and Mack Mittens 

I'm 95 south, no doubt, mac clip in 

I stack chips and, I'm Sacs Fifth-in 

Louis Vuitton loughers, hat drippin 

I go retrieve a duck, tell her proceed and suck 

I don't just beat my cases, I beat 'em up 

My lawyer eat 'em up put bars behind me 

I'm glad they didn't stop that car behind me 

Shit, it had three felons, gun shooters no 

50 cal. A.C.P. Bazooka Joe 

Don't be stupid though, I get scrilla man 

I'm for'rilla man, yeah it's killa Cam 

Uhhh... DIPSET BITCH! 

 

[Chorus] - overlaps the end of Cam's verse 

 

[Dame Dash] 

What y'all thought I was finished? 

I'm not! I just recuited somebody new! 

I'm like the George Steinbrenner of this shit 

I mean I'm rich like him, HOLLA! 

 

[Twista] 

Everybodys swarmin oh my god 

It's the newest power forward of the squad 

A legacy like Jordan with the mob 

that be known for breakin motherfuckers hard 

Put Roc-A-Fella on my pinky ring 

Fuck a battle nigga I'ma get them thangs 

Rollin with them Lords and them folks up out the Chi 

Twista gone make em spit the game 

I represent the mob to the fullest 

You don't want it with that boy who's known to pull it 

With Kanye on the track of the Dream Team 

I'm fin' to be the shit no matter which way you put it 

They blessed a nigga in, now I'm fin' to go into a zone 

Takin it to some motherfuckers domes 

Cause it's on, I will rock until I'm gone 

Fillin my body with lead, clutchin chrome 

Take it to your gut, take it to your chest 

I be more provokin when I'm smokin sess 

And we gettin stronger hope you got a vest 

Already got them macs, already got them techs 

Served a few dimes, Beans got pearls 

Legendary we on top of the world 

How could you haters think we can be done 

Hold it down because we got champions! 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[DJ Clue] 

Dame Dash, presents the Dream Team - Part One! 

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