The Anthem (feat. DK Tre, SlovDog, Kra$ & Uncle Zee)
(z-z-z-zee made this one!)
This is the anthem
Mivtzoim in a all black phantom
All black shoes
All black suits
Already picked routes, yeah we move like the mafia
Friday afternoon everybody be stoppin' ya
Boys on the streets and we found a karcovta
Take care of business not lookin' for drama
Don't forget chitas and rambam, big boy galillah and hagbah
Moms rolling challah bubby's rolling babkah
Up in the kitchen, whippin'
Sneaking some cake trust they won't catch me slippin'
I can taste victory my lips, im lickin'
These are the birth pains, that's why you feel kickin'
One thing that i know is to stick to the mission
One thing that i've done is to really start thinkin'
Wilkes aint a box that you all gotta fit in
Word up to Doc
Love to my boys on the block
Wrappin' the fam with that box
Ain't watchin' Fox, nor CNN or the vox
Heads in the book like they locked, Only thing that I hate is
3 of those klipos temeios
We choppin' em up like tomatoes
I did not make this
Zee cooked it up and D catered
We got leftovers for later
Mix up the Smirnoff with Benedictine
Not more than 4, nah bro whatchu mean
Made a l'chaim last night for the team
Took her to Queens
Make her my queen,
On Kingston Ave with the most guys
Full of the fear of The Most High
Getting jiggy in circles, clockwise
5,000 deep these some blood ties
This is a Hakhel event expenses ain't making a dent
(making a dent)
The Rebbe's the Navi Hador you know that he said what he meant
(said what he meant)
Turnin' our sticks into plows
My brothers don't sleep they don't drowse (grah grah!)
Second that shofar blows
Sprinkle the gang with them red cows
Young bocher on a mission
Dira bitachtonim the rebbe was spittin'
Holding back klipah you know we winnin'
Taavah's of the world you know we finishem'
Kiddush on Smirnoff you know that we fillinem'
Armed with some tanya you know that we spillin' some
My opp yetzer harah that boy we just killin' him
Yetzer harah keep taxing but we ain't gon' bill him none
(bill him none)
Keep it real keep it authentic
Looking dished out thinking they wouldn't connect it
Secret shidduchim thinking they wouldn't expect it
Smartphone hidden thinking they wouldn't suspect it
Full beard thinking they wouldn't project it
You got some problems don't gotta reflect it
Don't care about חיצוניאת still gotta respect it
Moshiach is coming we'll all be affected!
This is the anthem
Mivtzoim in a all black phantom
All black shoes
All black suits
Already picked routes, yeah we move like the mafia
Friday afternoon everybody be stoppin' ya
Boys on the streets and we found a karcovta
Take care of business not lookin' for drama
Don't forget chitas and rambam, big boy galillah and hagbah
Moms rolling challah bubby's rolling babkah
Up in the kitchen, whippin'
Sneaking some cake trust they won't catch me slippin'
I can taste victory my lips, im lickin'
These are the birth pains, that's why you feel kickin'
One thing that i know is to stick to the mission
One thing that i've done is to really start thinkin'
Wilkes aint a box that you all gotta fit in
Zrizin makdimin, all of my lil bros are winnin'
All of my lil bros are grinnin'
Simchas a mitzvah, break it down on the ritzpah
Givin' out racks with no kitzvah
So much money think i'll sponsor some mikvah's
Waiting for clouds to come down from the sky
And i hope they gon' lift us
We know to run round the city and turn up bar mitzvahs
(turn up bar mitzvahs)
DK got the phantom I got SRT's
Im jumpin' inside so im biting my teeth
You say that you failed but we grindin' for weeks
Y'all sittin' around while we on the dance floor
Makin' l'chaim we movin our feet
Pull out the herring and kichel yeah we boutta' eat
Pull up to hq 770 we boutta meet
This is the anthem
Evil been holding me ransom
Right back from tishrei we danced some
Tryna' move on but i don't have a answer
This is for singers and rappers, lerner's and dancers
Kids wildin' out so they aint got no manners
Stick to the beat but no we ain't no cantors
Black and White drip yeah we matchin'
Too many kids were in need of a mansion
Got in a fight with my rebbe next day i pulled up like whats bracken
So done with school, told my teacher i think i'll start rappin'
And no i'm not cappin'
Believe what i say when dk starts spazzin'
Why all that yapping, why all that napping
Take an idea and go make it happen
Around the world we attackin'
Attackin' with love and attack with compassion
Not talking bout guns when i say we keep blasting
(Not talking bout guns when I say we keep blasting!)
This is the anthem
Mivtzoim in a all black phantom
All black shoes
All black suits
Already picked routes, yeah we move like the mafia
Friday afternoon everybody be stoppin' ya
Boys on the streets and we found a karcovta
Take care of business not lookin' for drama
Don't forget chitas and rambam, big boy galillah and hagbah
Moms rolling challah bubby's rolling babkah
Up in the kitchen, whippin'
Sneaking some cake trust they won't catch me slippin'
I can taste victory my lips, im lickin'
These are the birth pains, that's why you feel kickin'
One thing that i know is to stick to the mission
One thing that i've done is to really start thinkin'
Wilkes aint a box that you all gotta fit in
Word up to Doc
Love to my boys on the block
Wrappin' the fam with that box
Ain't watchin' Fox, nor CNN or the vox
Heads in the book like they locked, Only thing that I hate is
3 of those klipos temeios
We choppin' em up like tomatoes
I did not make this
Zee cooked it up and D catered
We got leftovers for later
Mix up the Smirnoff with Benedictine
Not more than 4, nah bro whatchu mean
Made a l'chaim last night for the team
Took her to Queens
Make her my queen,
On Kingston Ave with the most guys
Full of the fear of The Most High
Getting jiggy in circles, clockwise
5,000 deep these some blood ties
This is a Hakhel event expenses ain't making a dent
(making a dent)
The Rebbe's the Navi Hador you know that he said what he meant
(said what he meant)
Turnin' our sticks into plows
My brothers don't sleep they don't drowse (grah grah!)
Second that shofar blows
Sprinkle the gang with them red cows
Young bocher on a mission
Dira bitachtonim the rebbe was spittin'
Holding back klipah you know we winnin'
Taavah's of the world you know we finishem'
Kiddush on Smirnoff you know that we fillinem'
Armed with some tanya you know that we spillin' some
My opp yetzer harah that boy we just killin' him
Yetzer harah keep taxing but we ain't gon' bill him none
(bill him none)
Keep it real keep it authentic
Looking dished out thinking they wouldn't connect it
Secret shidduchim thinking they wouldn't expect it
Smartphone hidden thinking they wouldn't suspect it
Full beard thinking they wouldn't project it
You got some problems don't gotta reflect it
Don't care about חיצוניאת still gotta respect it
Moshiach is coming we'll all be affected!
This is the anthem
Mivtzoim in a all black phantom
All black shoes
All black suits
Already picked routes, yeah we move like the mafia
Friday afternoon everybody be stoppin' ya
Boys on the streets and we found a karcovta
Take care of business not lookin' for drama
Don't forget chitas and rambam, big boy galillah and hagbah
Moms rolling challah bubby's rolling babkah
Up in the kitchen, whippin'
Sneaking some cake trust they won't catch me slippin'
I can taste victory my lips, im lickin'
These are the birth pains, that's why you feel kickin'
One thing that i know is to stick to the mission
One thing that i've done is to really start thinkin'
Wilkes aint a box that you all gotta fit in
Zrizin makdimin, all of my lil bros are winnin'
All of my lil bros are grinnin'
Simchas a mitzvah, break it down on the ritzpah
Givin' out racks with no kitzvah
So much money think i'll sponsor some mikvah's
Waiting for clouds to come down from the sky
And i hope they gon' lift us
We know to run round the city and turn up bar mitzvahs
(turn up bar mitzvahs)
DK got the phantom I got SRT's
Im jumpin' inside so im biting my teeth
You say that you failed but we grindin' for weeks
Y'all sittin' around while we on the dance floor
Makin' l'chaim we movin our feet
Pull out the herring and kichel yeah we boutta' eat
Pull up to hq 770 we boutta meet
This is the anthem
Evil been holding me ransom
Right back from tishrei we danced some
Tryna' move on but i don't have a answer
This is for singers and rappers, lerner's and dancers
Kids wildin' out so they aint got no manners
Stick to the beat but no we ain't no cantors
Black and White drip yeah we matchin'
Too many kids were in need of a mansion
Got in a fight with my rebbe next day i pulled up like whats bracken
So done with school, told my teacher i think i'll start rappin'
And no i'm not cappin'
Believe what i say when dk starts spazzin'
Why all that yapping, why all that napping
Take an idea and go make it happen
Around the world we attackin'
Attackin' with love and attack with compassion
Not talking bout guns when i say we keep blasting
(Not talking bout guns when I say we keep blasting!)
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