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[Dame Dash] Now that's what the fuck I'm talking bout! Yo, this is Dame Dash the CEO Here to welcome y'all to the Dream Team What y'all niggas thought I was gonna rap? (They didn't) That's my motherfucking producer This the producer on the Roc, he rap better than most rappers! you can't be gone Make those beats thugs want to rock, make a nigga feel just like 'Pac Make it street but it just might pop, make it straight to the mountain top Had the Chi' on lock, when they finally heard I signed with Roc Came in the game, changed it again, changed everything, yeahhhhh If you feeling this here, throw your fucking hands in the air [Young Chris] Its the Roc-a-Fella label baby fuck them other labels baby And we been ducking shots from all them haters lately We getting paper baby, them others trying to keep up We on top, so I guess we they saviors - NOPE! P., Bazooka Joe Don't be stupid though, I get scrilla man I'm for'rilla man, yeah it's Killa Cam Uhhh... This tune features a verse from the dude who produced it, some guy named Kanye West who thought he could rap. Dame picked the sample and originally wanted to have Just Blaze do the beat, but there was a miscommunication about how quickly Dame wanted the beat made, and production duties fell to Kanye West.Never I'm just a little mad at niggas comin at my neck Like my Team ain't the best in the world... Like we ain't got Beans, Cam, Jay, Bleek, Freeway [Hook] We are the champions, my friend And we'll keep on fighting, to the end We are the champions, we are the champions No time for losers / cause we are the champions... [Kanye West] Well Dame, if these niggas thought about they self for a change Then maybe they can finally figure out how to get they self some change I done seen jealousy make niggas do t-terrible things How'd that song go I did with HOV, oh yeah -- shit'll never change Not to worry, though -- we are the cham-p-ions Spend a lot of time in Hampt-i-ons, do a lot of beats you can't be on Damn all these fans can't be wrong, damn B. We labelled as the Roc-A-Fellas, Jacob, watch's colors Everywhere hell yea, test us and the gauges BLOW! Don't make me pop a fella Roc-A-Fella, stop a fella, could get hot for fellas, SIG!!! Don't make me chop a fella, have to call the cop for fellas Order helicopter fellas... I'm a Roc-A-Fella What nigga for Roc-A-Fella shit I will rock a fella Dame! [Cam'Ron] I'm here Dame, I'm here, Killa This is just fate, how I would sit on a crate Listen to tapes, every day a frisk was at stake Jakes' cuffs, wrists getting raped; my mission was straight -- to Visit them states near them great Michigan lakes And fuck a bathroom, I pissed on the gate Flipped the bird at em, flip a bird, switch up my plates I got plans that was better than jail Now look -- we like Bird, Parish, Kevin Mc Hale Scott, Worthy, Jabbar, and Magic Oh my god it's magic; Isiah, Dumars, I will carve your casket Phil, Scottie, and Mike; Phil, Shaq, and Kobe My gats will detach you, homie And I'm friends with thugs, I sell endless drugs For the Roc Fam, dog, I extend my love Jay, Bleek, beef I'll be crossing the bridge Tossing they wigs, make corpse of they kids Free, O, Sparks, and Mack Mittens I'm 95 south, no doubt, mac clip in I stack chips and I'm Saks Fifth-in Louis Vuitton loafers, hat dripping I go retrieve a duck, tell her proceed and suck I don't just beat my cases, I beat 'em up My lawyer eat 'em up put bars behind me I'm glad they didn't stop that car behind me Shit, it had three felons, gun shooters no 50 cal. (Source: Can’t find the timestamp, but I think it comes up somewhere in this Combat Jack Show episode: [Twista] Everybody's swarming, oh my god It's the newest power forward of the squad A legacy like Jordan with the mob That be known for breaking motherfuckers hard Put Roc-A-Fella on my pinky ring Fuck a battle, nigga -- I'mma get them thangs Rollin with them Lords and them folks up out the Chi Twista gone make em spit the game I represent the mob to the fullest You don't want it with that boy who's known to pull it With Kanye on the track of the Dream Team I'm fin' to be the shit no matter which way you put it They blessed a nigga in, now I'm fin' to go into a zone Taking it to some motherfuckers domes Cause it's on, I will rock until I'm gone Filling my body with lead, clutching chrome Take it to your gut, take it to your chest I be more provoking when I'm smoking sess And we getting stronger, hope you got a vest Already got them Macs, already got them Tecs Served a few dimes, Beans got pearls Legendary we on top of the world How could you haters think we can be done Hold it down because we got champions!! I'm like the George Steinbrenner of this shit I mean I'm rich like him, HOLLA!