WWE John Cena & Trademarc

WWE John Cena & Trademarc - Beantown lyrics

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Big up, Boston<br />

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Yeah, whassup, baby?<br />

We gon' do some things right now<br />

Show you how we do 'em in the Bean, y'knahmsayin'?<br />

N.Y. representin', Dirty South representin'<br />

Chi Town, L.A., they all doin' their thing<br />

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We got a lil' somethin' bubblin' in Beanpot over here, y'know?<br />

I got my crew right back gon' show you how it's done<br />

Straight up, hittin' one, two, like Manny Ortiz, ya heard?<br />

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It's John Cena, baby, an' we heatin' up the Beanpot<br />

Big up, Boston, you know the whole team hot<br />

Yo, we fresh, y'all a little bit stale<br />

An' we 'bout to make it ugly, just like Kevin McHale<br />

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Cena takin' over, I'm 'bout to make the scene mine<br />

I got a tea party, baby, meet me on the Green Line<br />

Ain't too many kids that flow better than me<br />

Roll thick like Yaz's sideburns in seventy-three<br />

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Like Tom Brady an' the Pats, we rollin' kids<br />

Cross me an' pay a toll like the Tobin Bridge<br />

From the home of the curse, y'all know what I mean<br />

We like the left field wall, we stackin' 'Monster Green'<br />

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Knock you out of the park, you land on Yawkey Way<br />

My shit be butter, but around here we say Parkay<br />

I rent my own team, we takin' over the industry<br />

Like the big dick, baby, nobody can finish me<br />

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Big up, Boston, no one shows pity<br />

Big up, Boston, no one shows pity<br />

Big up, Boston, no one shows pity<br />

(Yeah, it's a trademark baby, biggin' up Boston, yeah, 617)<br />

Big up, Boston, no one shows pity<br />

(978, 781, 508, 1234)<br />

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An' I don't mean to brag, but it's in the bag<br />

An' we alone on top, like we goin' stag<br />

It's a dynasty, that's how I see things<br />

In four years we countin' three rings<br />

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I'm the M.V.P., baby, gimme that key ring<br />

An' me, Brady an' Branch'll own our sleek thing<br />

Yeah, an' we ain't gon' stop<br />

We at the Eagle flare, cook 'em all as they flop<br />

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An' T.O. takin' on the B roll an' that's the past<br />

Beatin' everybody an' the salary cap<br />

What now? You say Titan's your rep<br />

That's like Peyton winnin' big games out on Gillette<br />

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We don't forget y'all, we're keepin' it grimy<br />

Had the Steel Curtain lookin' like venetian blinds<br />

Yeah, baby, that's how it go<br />

That's why next year it's lookin' like 3 in a row<br />

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Big up, Boston, no one shows pity<br />

Big up, Boston, no one shows pity<br />

Big up, Boston, no one shows pity<br />

(Yeah, uhh)<br />

Big up, Boston, no one shows pity<br />

(It's Esoteric, tunin' in, puttin' it down for Boston, Mass)<br />

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Yo, I rep the Bean, y'all see the way it be<br />

Home of Source magazine, the Pats an' Edo. G<br />

Steadily poetically, I'm Bill Russell in command<br />

Peace to Dorcester, Roxbury, Mattapan<br />

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Pack a man down quick, like Neanderthals<br />

Standin' tall after brawlin', up in Faneuil Hall<br />

As a young buck, Mom said I disobey<br />

All she heard was, “No, ma,” like fans in Fenway<br />

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But they sent him to the dugs, I'm like Manny when he shrugs<br />

An' they bug [Incomprehensible] women wearin' Sevens in the club<br />

A deadly combination, like venom hits your blood<br />

Jason Varitek with the glove, it's all love<br />

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I'm like Schindler with the red sock, when I get hot<br />

My aim is dangerous, like the Larry Bird set shot<br />

It's clear now, you livin' in fear now<br />

Big up Boston, the champ is here now<br />

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Big up, Boston, no one shows pity<br />

Big up, Boston, no one shows pity<br />

Big up, Boston, no one shows pity<br />

Big up, Boston, no one shows pity<br />

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Big up, Boston<br />

Big up, Boston

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