Lyrics Yeah We in the championship We was down 3-1 Yeah (I can feel it coming in the air tonight) Philly Champions of the United States (Oh lord) (And I've been waiting for this moment for all my life) Yeah, turn me up Cruz (Oh lord) Bombin' on any of them niggas that want the smoke (Woo) Nigga, this a big boy Phantom, this ain't a Ghost (It ain't) Had to take the way from them niggas and now they toast (Fuck 'em) They ain't have no sympathy for me when I was broke Amen, amen Lord forgive me (Lord forgive me) for all my sins (All my sins) Took so many riches just to get a Benz (Get a Benz) Pray for my niggas (All my niggas), all my friends (Yeah) In the trenches, warring with killas, we been getting it in 32 shots in my new Glock (Yeah) Niggas wanna...