Set the sails I feel the winds a'stirring Toward the bright horizon set the way Cast your wreckless dreams upon our Mayflower Haven from the world and
Translation: Straw. Anthem For The Low In Self-esteem.
finna put they heals on em chrom spokes with tha low pros in tha trunk funk ?? apple seater on tha dash board Chours (Talkin) This is tha mens national anthem
L to the E to the NCH, MO to the B? Bustin' a 'chanical, back for the cash loc It's that ignorant ass nigga, that motherfuckin' asshole Backhandin' ya, strapped with another anthem
Gotti) Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.) Yo Gotti (Yo Gotti) Its Rickey Ross (Rick Ross) No lie (Mon E. G.) Its tha (Mon E. G.) Chevy Anthem Remix, my Chevy Ridin
I'ma just chill, lay low and stay breezy I hear these streets is so greasy That's why I get high I'm in the cool, finger in the sky Doing about 100 in
Serena William Starin' was a crime then the look, kill 'em Brush less showers and the Brazilian wax Cash in the glove compartment free from tax Low
back around again Where it all began, began, began, began From Then Till Now, From Then Till Now, From Then Till Now (repeat 2X) Singin holy anthems,
her hair He's a little shy so she gives him a smile And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while And talking to me, I'm feeling a little low She
eat) [Twista] The rap for the hood, if you want 'em I gram 'em I'm Twista, I came back with the hustler's anthem And these are crack hooks that I spit
Oooouuua Come on National Anthem, was sup Yeaaaahhhh Bilingual for you baby Oui Si Yeah Yeaaaahhhh Come on Yeah Feelin like one of dem days Goin shoppin
Verse 1: Lord Tariq Yo, low profile, I creeps like the phantom Introduce you to the steps in my duplex In the Hamptons where hit it harder is the anthem
am You ain't a playa, trade ya foodstamps Tell ya baby dad to buy 'em [S] Rollin with us, ain't no need to keep a low profile We could all
They tell your right is wrong Your high is low So give 'em hell Kick up a row We're the Supermonstars We chant the anthem of the Phantoms Deal out
on the losing end They tell your right is wrong Your high is low So give 'em hell Kick up a row, we're the Supermonstars We chant the anthem of the
you want) Man, lets get this one started bitch, I'm banging your set the first down south nigga with a westcoast rep 1 album, 5 months, I'm number one in the hood a low-low
handsome, Graffin' so random, Gab that's him, askin' for a ransom, I giva ya one bro from the Microphone Phantom, I'm singin' on the streets my CMF Anthem
Uh, uh, come on Yeah, yeah, come on Yeah, here we go They tried to imbed it in my brain and said I never change Even when they need the anthem, they
