Lirik Lagu Champions - Dame Dash F/ Kanye West, Beanie Sigel, Ca'Ron, Young Chris, Twista
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[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 crimeI've done my sentence / but committed no crimeI've done my sentence / but committed no crime, crime, crimeAnd we mean to go on and on and on and on
[Dame Dash: speaking over Queen samples]Sup y'all?Yo, this is Dame Dash the CEOHere to welcome y'all to the Dream TeamWhat y'all niggaz thought I was gonna rap?NeverI'm just a little mad at niggaz comin at my necklike 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 friendAnd we'll keep on fighting, to the endWe are the champions, we are the championsNo 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 producerThis the producer on the Roc, he rap better than most rappers!
[Kanye West]Well Dame if these niggaz thought about they self for a changeThen maybe they can finally figure out how to get they self some changeI done seen jealousy make niggaz do t-terrible thingsHow the song go, I do a hoe, oh yea shit'll never changeThat so, worry though, we are the cham-p-ionsSpend a lot of time in Hampt-i-ons, do a lot of beats you can't be onDamn all these fans can't be wrong, damn B.I.G. you can't be goneMake those beats thugs want to rock, make a nigga feal just like 'PacMake it street but it just might pop, make it straight to the mountain topHad the Chi' on lock, when they finally heard our sound with RocCame in the game, changed it again, changed everything, yeahhhhhIf 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 babyAnd we been duckin shots from all them haters latelyWe gettin paper baby, them others tryin to keep upWe on top, so I guess we they saviors - NOPE!We labelled as the Roc-A-Fellas, Jacob, watch's colorsEverywhere hell yea, test us and the gauges BLOW!Fuck they hatin fo'?Don't make me pop a fellaRoc-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 fellasOrder helicopter fellas... NIG-GA!I'm a Roc-A-FellaWhat nigga for Roc-A-Fella shit I will rock a fellaDame! (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 endedLeave 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, KillaThis is just fate, how I would sit on a crateListen to tapes everyday a frisk was at stakeChicks cuffs risk gettin raped my mission was straight thugVisit them states near them great Michigan lakesAnd fuck a bathroom, I pissed on the gateFlipped a bird outta flip a bird switch up my platesI got plans that was better than jailNow look we like Bird, Parish, Kevin McHaleScott, Worthy, Jabbar, and MagicOh my god it's Magic, Isiah, Dumars, I will carve your casketFeel Scotty and Mike, feel Shaq and KobeMy gats will de-tatch you homieAnd I'm friends with thugs, I sell endless drugsFor the Roc Fam dog I extend my loveJay, Bleek, beef I'll be crossin the bridgeTossin they wigs make corpse of they kidsFree, O, Sparks and Mack MittensI'm 95 south, no doubt, mac clip inI stack chips and, I'm Sacs Fifth-inLouis Vuitton loughers, hat drippinI go retrieve a duck, tell her proceed and suckI don't just beat my cases, I beat 'em upMy lawyer eat 'em up put bars behind meI'm glad they didn't stop that car behind meShit, it had three felons, gun shooters no50 cal. A.C.P. Bazooka JoeDon't be stupid though, I get scrilla manI'm for'rilla man, yeah it's killa CamUhhh... DICK SUCK 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 shitI mean I'm rich like him, HOLLA!
[Twista]Everybodys swarmin oh my godIt's the newest power forward of the squadA legacy like Jordan with the mobthat be known for breakin motherfuckers hardPut Roc-A-Fella on my pinky ringFuck a battle nigga I'ma get them thangsRollin with them Lords and them folks up out the ChiTwista gone make em spit the gameI represent the mob to the fullestYou don't want it with that boy who's known to pull itWith Kanye on the track of the Dream TeamI'm fin' to be the shit no matter which way you put itThey blessed a nigga in, now I'm fin' to go into a zoneTakin it to some motherfuckers domesCause it's on, I will rock until I'm goneFillin my body with lead, clutchin chromeTake it to your gut, take it to your chestI be more provokin when I'm smokin sessAnd we gettin stronger hope you got a vestAlready got them macs, already got them techsServed a few dimes, Beans got pearlsLegendary we on top of the worldHow could you haters think we can be doneHold it down because we got champions!!
[Chorus]
[DJ Clue]Dame Dash, presents the Dream Team - Part One!
[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 crimeI've done my sentence / but committed no crimeI've done my sentence / but committed no crime, crime, crimeAnd we mean to go on and on and on and on
[Dame Dash: speaking over Queen samples]Sup y'all?Yo, this is Dame Dash the CEOHere to welcome y'all to the Dream TeamWhat y'all niggaz thought I was gonna rap?NeverI'm just a little mad at niggaz comin at my necklike 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 friendAnd we'll keep on fighting, to the endWe are the champions, we are the championsNo 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 producerThis the producer on the Roc, he rap better than most rappers!
[Kanye West]Well Dame if these niggaz thought about they self for a changeThen maybe they can finally figure out how to get they self some changeI done seen jealousy make niggaz do t-terrible thingsHow the song go, I do a hoe, oh yea shit'll never changeThat so, worry though, we are the cham-p-ionsSpend a lot of time in Hampt-i-ons, do a lot of beats you can't be onDamn all these fans can't be wrong, damn B.I.G. you can't be goneMake those beats thugs want to rock, make a nigga feal just like 'PacMake it street but it just might pop, make it straight to the mountain topHad the Chi' on lock, when they finally heard our sound with RocCame in the game, changed it again, changed everything, yeahhhhhIf 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 babyAnd we been duckin shots from all them haters latelyWe gettin paper baby, them others tryin to keep upWe on top, so I guess we they saviors - NOPE!We labelled as the Roc-A-Fellas, Jacob, watch's colorsEverywhere hell yea, test us and the gauges BLOW!Fuck they hatin fo'?Don't make me pop a fellaRoc-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 fellasOrder helicopter fellas... NIG-GA!I'm a Roc-A-FellaWhat nigga for Roc-A-Fella shit I will rock a fellaDame! (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 endedLeave 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, KillaThis is just fate, how I would sit on a crateListen to tapes everyday a frisk was at stakeChicks cuffs risk gettin raped my mission was straight thugVisit them states near them great Michigan lakesAnd fuck a bathroom, I pissed on the gateFlipped a bird outta flip a bird switch up my platesI got plans that was better than jailNow look we like Bird, Parish, Kevin McHaleScott, Worthy, Jabbar, and MagicOh my god it's Magic, Isiah, Dumars, I will carve your casketFeel Scotty and Mike, feel Shaq and KobeMy gats will de-tatch you homieAnd I'm friends with thugs, I sell endless drugsFor the Roc Fam dog I extend my loveJay, Bleek, beef I'll be crossin the bridgeTossin they wigs make corpse of they kidsFree, O, Sparks and Mack MittensI'm 95 south, no doubt, mac clip inI stack chips and, I'm Sacs Fifth-inLouis Vuitton loughers, hat drippinI go retrieve a duck, tell her proceed and suckI don't just beat my cases, I beat 'em upMy lawyer eat 'em up put bars behind meI'm glad they didn't stop that car behind meShit, it had three felons, gun shooters no50 cal. A.C.P. Bazooka JoeDon't be stupid though, I get scrilla manI'm for'rilla man, yeah it's killa CamUhhh... DICK SUCK 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 shitI mean I'm rich like him, HOLLA!
[Twista]Everybodys swarmin oh my godIt's the newest power forward of the squadA legacy like Jordan with the mobthat be known for breakin motherfuckers hardPut Roc-A-Fella on my pinky ringFuck a battle nigga I'ma get them thangsRollin with them Lords and them folks up out the ChiTwista gone make em spit the gameI represent the mob to the fullestYou don't want it with that boy who's known to pull itWith Kanye on the track of the Dream TeamI'm fin' to be the shit no matter which way you put itThey blessed a nigga in, now I'm fin' to go into a zoneTakin it to some motherfuckers domesCause it's on, I will rock until I'm goneFillin my body with lead, clutchin chromeTake it to your gut, take it to your chestI be more provokin when I'm smokin sessAnd we gettin stronger hope you got a vestAlready got them macs, already got them techsServed a few dimes, Beans got pearlsLegendary we on top of the worldHow could you haters think we can be doneHold it down because we got champions!!
[Chorus]
[DJ Clue]Dame Dash, presents the Dream Team - Part One!
