[Verse 1] By the time you hear this Im gon be drunk at the Os game Fuck the Blue Jays they aint got no game Im a Phills fan but I can rep both teams Fuck Joe Carter, man that asshole needs Rogaine Still bitter bout 93 man That damn grandslam made me master P uh I was just 10 naturally Cried in my bed when the Phillies lost the seas fuck 2010 and well bash your team Win another World Series, man it has to be JRoll needs another matching ring Its about to get rough grab the Vaseline Cause well fuck your team up Our bats are meana Our shirts get dirty You cats look cleaned up We bout our business, but yall like to talk a lot Looks like Howard knocked another in the parking lot Broken windshield, you stay in the infield While I run columns taller than David Windfield Been healed, no problem. 08 got em Tampa Bay Rays cant phase my squadron Probably woulda beat em if we only had bobs in Specially when you throwin like Hillary Rodham Problem, from top to bottom Even though Jamie Moyers got 5 years on my father One nut Krukd ya, best of luck to ya Back up off the plate or Halladay might touch ya Pinstripe punk ya, J. Worth clutch Opposite of that little Albert Haynesworth clutz Peace to McNabb, Im gonna miss ya big fella I feel like A. Reid treated you like Old Yeller Kinda did you wrong, Im sorry for that But Mr. Kolb stand up, its time to murder some cats Bout to cop my swing box, get my boys ringd up Tear the others teams up like Tiger Woods prenup uh Philly hits hard, just call us Pfunk Got the other teams sayin Aw fuck, we suck [Outro] Go hard, Black Paisley Edubble mainly This is what we do, this is how we get crazy Fuck it thats the real shit, on the real tip I dont even know, but Im bout to go to work
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