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mc kumar - my hitta (red sox 2013 world series anthem) lyrics

[intro]
ain’t no one messing with our green monstah
when offense is on it’s a mean onslaught
yankees 99 problems we ain’t got one
if you need a grand slam you know that ain’t a problem

[hook]
sox on my head for my (my hitta my hitta)
repping blue and red for my (my hitta my hitta)
taking the cards down with my (my hitta my hitta)
it’s on at lansdowne with my (my hitta my hitta)
my hitta, my hitta
my hitta, my hitta
my hitta, my hitta
my hitta, my hitta

[verse 1]
best in the east ain’t no testing elite
the west can’t defeat when the best ain’t seen
patient hittas, erasin’ pitchers
even yankee fans be takin’ pictures
jacoby fastest man in the game
victorino that’s our hawaiian hero
pedroia scr-ppy animal mane
ortiz ye already know papi
napoli straight gettin’ ribbys
salty catch and shiftin’ quickly
gomes is looking homeless but he knows it
drew got luck going with that number seven
xander take ’em to church call him reverend
cards in our hands close it with koji
game’s about to end so pay attention homie
in case you don’t know we got that awesome on
city on the back. call that boston strong

[hook]
sox on my head for my (my hitta my hitta)
reppin blue and red for my (my hitta my hitta)
takin the cards down with my (my hitta my hitta)
it’s on at lansdowne with my (my hitta my hitta)
my hitta, my hitta
my hitta, my hitta
my hitta, my hitta
my hitta, my hitta

[verse 2]
a lineup full of patient hittas like which one is gonna get ’em?
victorino switch hittin whichever pitches pitchers pitch him
opposing managers can’t handle us, step to that mound to switch ’em
red sox be cooking hot, teams know step out the kitchen
thank you to carl crawford, adrian gonzalez, beckett
your exit allowed us to invest in the johnny gomes
napolis, victorinos and an extension for
pedrioa. oh ya know, we got the best
second baseman in the game no cano
david price isn’t right not tonight so ya go
tigers gonna see our parade lone at home
someone tell the cards today we own the show

[hook]
my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta, my hitta

[verse 3]
my hitta that stance make you stop, quiver
cy young pitchers get butchered like chopped liver
drink away they pains with shots to the liver
my hittas have pizza they got to deliver
been on it since winter my hittas
they ball from summer to fall. if you wonder
at all ain’t nothing involved but heart
every pitch since the season had start
from rookies to veterans, feelin’ these stars
we ridin on clutch i believe in the car
no manny, no pedro, no nomar
hold up, we cowboy up then we go far
know what? my hittas so good with a home run
one in on base, one in them runs
my hittas so bored, they did it for fun
and we’re taking rings for everyone

- mc kumar lyrics

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