Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Champion, artist - Joell Ortiz. Album song Monday, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Champion |
| Woo |
| Said that to myself because I’m a champion |
| This my national anthem |
| Probably feel like opera music in the Phantom |
| Ain’t got one of those, but the Benz nose is gigantic |
| Them LED sneeze, it’s allergies as I breeze down Atlantic |
| I never get to flex, so let me talk my shit, damn it |
| Who ever said lyricist money ain’t wavy need to can it, 'cause |
| I could see the waves in my pool from my hammock |
| Ice smokin' as I pour that Johnny Walker Blue slanted |
| My wife, she pop Rose like Jack did in Titanic |
| Blastin' music but the neighbors too far to understand it, so |
| We turn it high up, bonfire in my yard |
| While the homie shuffle cards, I live large, they live large |
| We rock stars, no guitars, Backwoods rollin' by all |
| Stuff the Granddad 'til it look my granddaddy cigar |
| Half a kilo on the chain, call me «Neck-scobar» |
| Golf ball diamonds in the Rollie, so far from subpar |
| Switch it out with the the Azad, on God, there’s no facade |
| Beef? |
| Don’t even wrap your head around it like jihad |
| The Winchester knock the wind outta your chest from fifty yards |
| I don’t half-step nothin', I go hard |
| I’m a champion |
| Raise my arm, I’m a champion |
| Know my name, I’m a champion |
| Raise my arm, I’m a champion |
| Raise my arm |
| I felt like it was e’rybody versus me |
| Now let’s toast, 'cause in eight days my anniversary |
| Celebrate the boy that climbed through adversity |
| Well-versed, versatile when it come to layin' verses, B |
| Went from emergin' to fillin' that emergency |
| Room with any rapper doin' work and feel they worth a speech |
| My bars like clay, they take shape and just murder beats |
| I’m at that Barclay in Row A with the perfect seats |
| You havin' trouble tryna stay afloat? |
| I just bought the crib on the lake |
| Yeah, me and you ain’t in the same boat |
| Boy, this feel good, I never talk crazy |
| This put a smile on my face, niggas that all hate me |
| Huh, I’m too adored for you to root for? |
| Huh, or is it the two-door zoomin' up Route 4? |
| Yeah, rap figgas better than trap figgas |
| Especially when you rap better than all the trap niggas |
| I’m a champion |
| Raise my arm, I’m a champion |
| Know my name, I’m a champion |
| Raise my arm, I’m a champion |
| Raise my arm |