Beantown — текст песни (John Cena f Esoteric, Tha Trademarc)

Big up Boston!

[John Cena]
Yeah whassup baby? We gon` do some things right now
Show you how we do `em in the Bean, y`knahmsayin?
N.Y. representin, Dirty South representin
Chi-Town, L.A., they all doin their thing
We got a lil` somethin bubblin in Beanpot over here y`know?
I got my crew right back gon` show you how it`s done
Straight up, hittin one two like Manny Ortiz ya heard?

It`s John Cena baby, and we heatin up the Beanpot
Big up Boston, you know the whole team hot
Yo we fresh, y`all a little bit stale
And we `bout to make it ugly just like Kevin McHale
Cena takin 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 Yassir sideburns in seventy-three
Like Tom Brady and the Pats, we rollin kids
Cross me and pay a toll like the Tobin Bridge
From the home of the curse, y`all know what I mean
We like the left field wall, we stackin +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 takin over the industry
Like the big dick, baby nobody can finish me

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Big up Boston! No one shows pity

[Tha Trademarc]
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 alone on top like we goin stag
It`s a dynasty, that`s how I see things
In four years we countin 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 gon` stop
We at the Eagle {?}, cook `em all as they flop
And T.O. takin on the B roll and that`s the past
Beatin 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 y`all, we`re keepin it grimy
Had the Steel Curtain lookin like venetian blinds
Yeah baby, that`s how it go
That`s why next year it`s lookin like 3 in a row

[Chorus]

[Esoteric]
Yeah, uhh
It`s Esoteric, tunin in
Puttin it down, for Boston Mass
Yo, I rep the Bean, y`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
Standin tall after brawlin 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 {?} bug to the {?} women wearin {?} in the club
A deadly combination like venom hit your blood
Jason Varitek with the glove, it`s all love
I`m like Schindler with the red sock, when I get hot
My aim is dangerous, like the Larry Bird set shot
It`s clear now, you livin in fear now
Big up Boston, the champ is here now

[Chorus]



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