Champions Chords by Damon Dash  &  Kanye West  &  Beanie Sigel  &  Cam'Ron

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[Verse]
N.C.        
Yeah DJ Clue
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Desert Storm
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The Roc
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This shit right here
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The Roc Army
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Dame Dash Presents
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The Dream Team niggas
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Word Time after time
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I've done my sentence
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But committed no crime
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I've done my sentence
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But committed no crime
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I've done my sentence
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But committed no crime crime crime
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And we mean to go on and on and on and on
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Sup y'all Yo this is Dame Dash the CEO
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Here to welcome y'all to the Dream Team
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What y'all niggas thought I was gonna rap Never
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I'm just a little mad at niggaz comin at my neck
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Like my Team ain't the best in the world y'knahmsayin
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Like we ain't got Beans Cam Jay Bleek Freeway
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We are the champions my friend
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And we'll keep on fighting to the end


[Chorus]
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We are the champions we are the champions
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No time ■  for losers
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Cause we are the champions of the world
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Got damn Kanye


[Verse]
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I bet niggas didn't know you could rap huh
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That's my motherfuckin producer
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This the producer on the Roc he rap better than most rappers
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Well Dame if these niggas thought about they self for a change
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Then maybe they can finally figure out how to get they self some change
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I done seen jealousy make niggas do tterrible things
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How the song go I do a hoe oh yea shit'll never change
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That so worry though we are the champions
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Spend a lot of time in HamptIons do a lot of beats you can't be on
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Damn all these fans can't be wrong damn BIG you can't be gone
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Make those beats thugs want to rock make a nigga feal just like 'Pac
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Make it street but it just might pop make it straight to the mountain top
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Had the Chi' on lock when they finally heard our sound with Roc
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Came in the game changed it again changed everything yeah
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If you feelin this here throw your fuckin hands in the air
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We are the champions my friend
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And we'll keep on fighting to the end
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We are the champions we are the champions
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No time for losers


[Chorus]
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Cause we are the champions of the world
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Its the RocaFella label baby fuck them other labels baby
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And we been duckin' shots from all them haters lately
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We gettin' paper baby them others tryin to keep up
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We on top so I guess we they saviors NOPE
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We labeled as the RocAFellas Jacob watch's colors
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Everywhere hell yea test us and the gauges BLOW
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Fuck they hatin fo' Don't make me pop a fella
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Rocafella stop a fella could get hot for fellas sig ■  
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What Don't make me chop up fellas have to call the cops on fellas
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Order helicopter fellas nigga I'm a RocAFella
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What nigga for RocAFella shit I will rock a fella


[Verse]
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Dame No we the illest niggas realest I will kill these niggas
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Now that's what the fuck I'm talkin bout
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And you wonder why I'm proud of my family
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And you wonder why I ain't gotta rap
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I got niggaz that will assassinate you B lyrically
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Really shut you the fuck down Don't get your career ended
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Leave us the fuck alone let us roc
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We are RocHeusen we're the R O C holla
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I'm here Dame I'm here Killa
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This is just fate how I would sit on a crate
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Listen to tapes everyday a frisk was at stake
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Chicks cuffs risk gettin raped my mission was straight thug
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Visit them states near them great Michigan lakes
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And fuck a bathroom I pissed on the gate
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Flipped a bird outta flip a bird switch up my plates
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I got plans that was better than jail


[Chorus]
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Now look we like Bird Parish Kevin McHale
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Scott Worthy Jabbar and Magic
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Oh my god it's Magic Isiah Dumars I will carve your casket
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Feel Scotty and Mike feel Shaq and Kobe
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My gats will detatch you homie
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And I'm friends with thugs I sell endless drugs
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For the Roc Fam dog I extend my love
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Jay Bleek beef I'll be crossin the bridge


[Verse]
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Tossin they wigs make corpse of they kids
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Free O Sparks and Mack Mittens
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I'm ninetyfive south no doubt mac clip in
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I stack chips and I'm Sacs Fifthin
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Louis Vuitton loughers hat drippin
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I go retrieve a duck tell her proceed and suck
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I don't just beat my cases I beat 'em up 
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My lawyer eat 'em up put bars behind me
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I'm glad they didn't stop that car behind me
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Shit it had three felons gun shooters no
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Fifty cal ACP Bazooka Joe
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Don't be stupid though I get scrilla man
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I'm for'rilla man yeah it's killa Cam
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Uh dick suck bitch
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We are the champions my friend


[Chorus]
          Ab                         
And we'll keep on fighting to the end
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We are the champions we are the champions
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No time for losers
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'cause we are the champions of the world
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What y'all thought I was finished
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I'm not I just recuited somebody new
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I'm like the George Steinbrenner of this shit
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I mean I'm rich like him HOLLA


[Verse]
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Everybody's swarmin' oh my god
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It's the newest power forward of the squad
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A legacy like Jordan with the mob
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That be known for breakin' motherfuckers hard
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Put RocAFella on my pinky ring
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Fuck a battle nigga I'm a get them thangs
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Rollin with them Lords and them folks up out the Chi
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Twista gone make em spit the game
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I represent the mob to the fullest
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You don't want it with that boy who's known to pull it 
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With Kanye on the track of the Dream Team
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I'm fin' to be the shit no matter which way you put it 
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They blessed a nigga in now I'm fin' to go into a zone
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Takin it to some motherfuckers domes
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Cause it's on I will rock until I'm gone
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Fillin my body with lead clutchin' chrome
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Take it to your gut take it to your chest
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I be more provokin' when I'm smokin' sess
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And we gettin' stronger hope you got a vest
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Already got them macs already got them techs
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Served a few dimes Beans got pearls
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Legendary we on top of the world
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How could you haters think we can be done
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Hold it down because we got champions
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We are the champions my friend
                  Db                 
And we'll keep on fighting to the end
           Db                            
We are the champions we are the champions
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No time for losers


[Chorus]
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'cause we are the champions of the world
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Dame dash presents the dream team part one


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