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[H_K_LFC]

I dont where to put this but heres a little sumthin a made when a was bored...its a remix of Eminem - Toy Soldiers....it needs improved n stuff but just tell us what you think :

Team by Team, goal to goal, left right centre
They all fall down...

[Chorus]
Team by Team, goal to goal, left right centre
They all stand tall like red soldiers
half by half, tear them apart, we always win
But the battle wages on for the red soldiers

[Verse 1] (Steven Gerrard)
He’s supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
Even though he holds the weight of the club on his shoulders
He aint never supposed to show it, the team ain't supposed to know it
Even if it means goin' head to head with lampard & co it don't matter
He never calls upon them in battles that he can handle unless he absolutely has to
He always sets an example
He is a true leader, the team looks for him to guide 'em
If they ever let in 3, he still always beside em
That chelsea sh-it he tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross and they crossed it
He heard him say sh-it about him leaving and he just lost it
It was crazy, this sh-it went way beyond some rumour and media sh-it
But in the end the battle was won, It was one we had to
He gives all his energy to us, honestly we so grateful
And we was mad about it all that we started layin into him
But it wasn’t about the money, that’s not why he got into it
It was never his objection for this to be a fued
Why would he wanna leave sumthin he help build
It wasn't his intention, his intentions were gd
Throughout his whole career he aint never mentioned leavin
Now it's just out of respect for the club that he loves
And talkin' about something that he doesn’t wana talk about
Plus he always wanted to stay, this was just his aim
So he did, dropped back, attacked, it was such a treat
While morinho’s all over tv down talking a man who literally is our might like fu-ck u cnt understand
Liverpool is his business
And ur sh-it aint none of his business
But still knowin' this sh-it could pop off at any minute cuz

[Chorus]
Team by Team, goal to goal, left right centre
They all stand tall like red soldiers
half by half, tear them apart, we always win
But the battle wages on for the red soldiers

[Verse 2] (team)
There used to be a time when you could just say ‘anfield’
And you would jus watch the team winning without trying
But now it’s different cos once you put someone’s billions in it
The sh-it gets escalated, it ain't just football no more is it
It’s a different ball game, but with our magic we’re still the champions
We actually beat the team who tried to buy the cup but it wasn’t gonna happen
We jus sat at the back, kicked it on the counter and had a laugh at them
They tried to debate our goal sayin it wasn’t over bit it wasn’t gonna go for them
They started yappin in the magazines how we cheated them
Fu-ck it let em yap their cr-ap cos there millions aint gonna beat our magic
Meanwhile our attention is pullin' in another direction
The champions league final where we gonna meat the rossoneri
They got a surprise for us and the jus play their own way
We try to blow the dust off but the scoreline might make a new record
But a know we’ve not fu-cked the game up cos one of the ways we came up
Was through that fighting spirit the same one that won as the four others
At the half the prem has a grudge against us for having nothin
Well fu-ck it, we’ll jus show them how the red soldiers can fu-ck them
We’re so busy scorin 3 in 7 that we dnt stop to think
That we just caused a dilemma for uefa to think
And now they gonna mind cos jerzy ‘duthedudek’ jus took us to pens
But we still have soldiers that’s on the front line
That’s willing to score for us as soon as rafa gives the order
Never to abort us, only to show they won it for us
We’ll make up a rap about it and line up in thousands
To show them we love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is
To have red soldiers up in our corners with the cup
Their loyalty to us won them their reward
And in the past we’ve had our people hurt and murdered
This was for them, I can't think of a perfecter way to win it for em
Now finally uefa comes up with right verdict
And we’re gonna walk on into Europe and go even further
But media gettin it twisted, they say chelski gonna be poppin
We’re willing to be the bigger team
And winning it again without making a hassle
Cause frankly I’m sick of this talk
We’re not gonna let someone elses hands rest our beloved trophy cause...

[Chorus]
Team by Team, goal to goal, left right centre
They all stand tall like red soldiers
Half by half, tear them apart, we always win
But the battle wages on for the red soldiers

[*XABIALONSO*]

LOL thats good and funny 

[wrighty (not mark!)]

If I could find a clapping smilie I would put it on but this will have to do 



Imagine one of '8mile' about Stevie G starting off with the carling cup final defeat. Then moving on to the Champions League,

'You gotta lose yourself in the moment cos you all just know that you'll never walk alone- ho!'

[H_K_LFC]

lol that 8mile song would be quality....would get you pumped right up before a game

and cheers wrighty and *XABIALONSO* for the comments

[H_K_LFC]

any1 else got somethin to say about this ??

[malcolmgerald]

Has anyone heard the great new funky version of You’ll Never Walk Alone by a girl band called Milan? Check it out at milan4.com, it’s brilliant.

[Rafa D]

Can see a lot of hard work has gone in to that mate and it sounds good. Should post it on Chelsea website.

[82-1074641017]

I dont where to put this but heres a little sumthin a made when a was bored...its a remix of Eminem - Toy Soldiers....it needs improved n stuff but just tell us what you think :

Team by Team, goal to goal, left right centre
They all fall down...

[Chorus]
Team by Team, goal to goal, left right centre
They all stand tall like red soldiers
half by half, tear them apart, we always win
But the battle wages on for the red soldiers

[Verse 1] (Steven Gerrard)
He’s supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
Even though he holds the weight of the club on his shoulders
He aint never supposed to show it, the team ain't supposed to know it
Even if it means goin' head to head with lampard & co it don't matter
He never calls upon them in battles that he can handle unless he absolutely has to
He always sets an example
He is a true leader, the team looks for him to guide 'em
If they ever let in 3, he still always beside em
That chelsea sh-it he tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross and they crossed it
He heard him say sh-it about him leaving and he just lost it
It was crazy, this sh-it went way beyond some rumour and media sh-it
But in the end the battle was won, It was one we had to
He gives all his energy to us, honestly we so grateful
And we was mad about it all that we started layin into him
But it wasn’t about the money, that’s not why he got into it
It was never his objection for this to be a fued
Why would he wanna leave sumthin he help build
It wasn't his intention, his intentions were gd
Throughout his whole career he aint never mentioned leavin
Now it's just out of respect for the club that he loves
And talkin' about something that he doesn’t wana talk about
Plus he always wanted to stay, this was just his aim
So he did, dropped back, attacked, it was such a treat
While morinho’s all over tv down talking a man who literally is our might like fu-ck u cnt understand
Liverpool is his business
And ur sh-it aint none of his business
But still knowin' this sh-it could pop off at any minute cuz

[Chorus]
Team by Team, goal to goal, left right centre
They all stand tall like red soldiers
half by half, tear them apart, we always win
But the battle wages on for the red soldiers

[Verse 2] (team)
There used to be a time when you could just say ‘anfield’
And you would jus watch the team winning without trying
But now it’s different cos once you put someone’s billions in it
The sh-it gets escalated, it ain't just football no more is it
It’s a different ball game, but with our magic we’re still the champions
We actually beat the team who tried to buy the cup but it wasn’t gonna happen
We jus sat at the back, kicked it on the counter and had a laugh at them
They tried to debate our goal sayin it wasn’t over bit it wasn’t gonna go for them
They started yappin in the magazines how we cheated them
Fu-ck it let em yap their cr-ap cos there millions aint gonna beat our magic
Meanwhile our attention is pullin' in another direction
The champions league final where we gonna meat the rossoneri
They got a surprise for us and the jus play their own way
We try to blow the dust off but the scoreline might make a new record
But a know we’ve not fu-cked the game up cos one of the ways we came up
Was through that fighting spirit the same one that won as the four others
At the half the prem has a grudge against us for having nothin
Well fu-ck it, we’ll jus show them how the red soldiers can fu-ck them
We’re so busy scorin 3 in 7 that we dnt stop to think
That we just caused a dilemma for uefa to think
And now they gonna mind cos jerzy ‘duthedudek’ jus took us to pens
But we still have soldiers that’s on the front line
That’s willing to score for us as soon as rafa gives the order
Never to abort us, only to show they won it for us
We’ll make up a rap about it and line up in thousands
To show them we love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is
To have red soldiers up in our corners with the cup
Their loyalty to us won them their reward
And in the past we’ve had our people hurt and murdered
This was for them, I can't think of a perfecter way to win it for em
Now finally uefa comes up with right verdict
And we’re gonna walk on into Europe and go even further
But media gettin it twisted, they say chelski gonna be poppin
We’re willing to be the bigger team
And winning it again without making a hassle
Cause frankly I’m sick of this talk
We’re not gonna let someone elses hands rest our beloved trophy cause...

[Chorus]
Team by Team, goal to goal, left right centre
They all stand tall like red soldiers
Half by half, tear them apart, we always win
But the battle wages on for the red soldiers

[RichardLFC1]

Got one for just lose it


Guess who's back, back again
Robbies's back, tell a friend
Now everyone report to Anfeild
To Anfeild, to Anfeild
Now everyone report to Anfeild
Alright stop,
Kick off time..
[Verse 1]
Come here little Manure on our pitch
Guess who's back with a brand new cup
And I don't mean cup as in a new case
Of carling cup or fa's
(Aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,)
no worries
Rafas got a brand new bag of cups
What else could we win apart from the league of big boys?
weve touched every cup everything but premier league
That's not a stab at arsenal
That's just obvious,
Were just perfect. we go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with our rhymes
Good god, dudek, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes, and just glide
To the center of the goal line
Like TP for my bung hole
And it's cool if you let one go
Nobody's gonna know, who scored it
Give a little "shuffle shuffle," it's ok
Oops milans fuked up
And weve just one the european cup
[Hook]
Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance
Yeah rafa, kick joses
Whoops I mean alex, fer-guson
Liverpool you no ur my world
Alright now win it
(Aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,)
Just win it
(Aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,)
Go crazy
(Aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,)
Oh stevie
(Aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,)
Oh jamie Oh jamie,
[Verse 2]
It's saturday and it's our day
used to party all the way to Sunday
Maybe 'til wedneday
I don't know what day
Everyday's just a holiday
Cruisin' on the freeway, feelin' kind of breezy
Let the top down and our cups blow
I don't know where I'm goin'
All I know is when I ger there someone's gonna
(touch our trophy)
Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk
But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work
Would you punch arsene in the stomach and pull his hair
Spit on him, maybe gouge his eyes out
(yeah)

[Kopite Forever]

Got one for just lose it


Guess who's back, back again
Robbies's back, tell a friend
Now everyone report to Anfeild
To Anfeild, to Anfeild
Now everyone report to Anfeild
Alright stop,
Kick off time..
[Verse 1]
Come here little Manure on our pitch
Guess who's back with a brand new cup
And I don't mean cup as in a new case
Of carling cup or fa's
(Aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,)
no worries
Rafas got a brand new bag of cups
What else could we win apart from the league of big boys?
weve touched every cup everything but premier league
That's not a stab at arsenal
That's just obvious,
Were just perfect. we go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with our rhymes
Good god, dudek, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes, and just glide
To the center of the goal line
Like TP for my bung hole
And it's cool if you let one go
Nobody's gonna know, who scored it
Give a little "shuffle shuffle," it's ok
Oops milans fuked up
And weve just one the european cup
[Hook]
Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance
Yeah rafa, kick joses
Whoops I mean alex, fer-guson
Liverpool you no ur my world
Alright now win it
(Aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,)
Just win it
(Aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,)
Go crazy
(Aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,)
Oh stevie
(Aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,aghh,)
Oh jamie Oh jamie,
[Verse 2]
It's saturday and it's our day
used to party all the way to Sunday
Maybe 'til wedneday
I don't know what day
Everyday's just a holiday
Cruisin' on the freeway, feelin' kind of breezy
Let the top down and our cups blow
I don't know where I'm goin'
All I know is when I ger there someone's gonna
(touch our trophy)
Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk
But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work
Would you punch arsene in the stomach and pull his hair
Spit on him, maybe gouge his eyes out
(yeah)

Good tune Richard, im diggin it  

[H_K_LFC]

That was nice Richard,Not as good as mine but still good 

[kopite_123]

Team by Team, goal to goal, left right centre
They all fall down...

[Chorus]
Team by Team, goal to goal, left right centre
They all stand tall like red soldiers
half by half, tear them apart, we always win
But the battle wages on for the red soldiers

[Verse 1] (Steven Gerrard)
He’s supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
Even though he holds the weight of the club on his shoulders
He aint never supposed to show it, the team ain't supposed to know it
Even if it means goin' head to head with lampard & co it don't matter
He never calls upon them in battles that he can handle unless he absolutely has to
He always sets an example
He is a true leader, the team looks for him to guide 'em
If they ever let in 3, he still always beside em
That chelsea sh-it he tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross and they crossed it
He heard him say sh-it about him leaving and he just lost it
It was crazy, this sh-it went way beyond some rumour and media sh-it
But in the end the battle was won, It was one we had to
He gives all his energy to us, honestly we so grateful
And we was mad about it all that we started layin into him
But it wasn’t about the money, that’s not why he got into it
It was never his objection for this to be a fued
Why would he wanna leave sumthin he help build
It wasn't his intention, his intentions were gd
Throughout his whole career he aint never mentioned leavin
Now it's just out of respect for the club that he loves
And talkin' about something that he doesn’t wana talk about
Plus he always wanted to stay, this was just his aim
So he did, dropped back, attacked, it was such a treat
While morinho’s all over tv down talking a man who literally is our might like fu-ck u cnt understand
Liverpool is his business
And ur sh-it aint none of his business
But still knowin' this sh-it could pop off at any minute cuz

[Chorus]
Team by Team, goal to goal, left right centre
They all stand tall like red soldiers
half by half, tear them apart, we always win
But the battle wages on for the red soldiers

[Verse 2] (team)
There used to be a time when you could just say ‘anfield’
And you would jus watch the team winning without trying
But now it’s different cos once you put someone’s billions in it
The sh-it gets escalated, it ain't just football no more is it
It’s a different ball game, but with our magic we’re still the champions
We actually beat the team who tried to buy the cup but it wasn’t gonna happen
We jus sat at the back, kicked it on the counter and had a laugh at them
They tried to debate our goal sayin it wasn’t over bit it wasn’t gonna go for them
They started yappin in the magazines how we cheated them
Fu-ck it let em yap their cr-ap cos there millions aint gonna beat our magic
Meanwhile our attention is pullin' in another direction
The champions league final where we gonna meat the rossoneri
They got a surprise for us and the jus play their own way
We try to blow the dust off but the scoreline might make a new record
But a know we’ve not fu-cked the game up cos one of the ways we came up
Was through that fighting spirit the same one that won as the four others
At the half the prem has a grudge against us for having nothin
Well fu-ck it, we’ll jus show them how the red soldiers can fu-ck them
We’re so busy scorin 3 in 7 that we dnt stop to think
That we just caused a dilemma for uefa to think
And now they gonna mind cos jerzy ‘duthedudek’ jus took us to pens
But we still have soldiers that’s on the front line
That’s willing to score for us as soon as rafa gives the order
Never to abort us, only to show they won it for us
We’ll make up a rap about it and line up in thousands
To show them we love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is
To have red soldiers up in our corners with the cup
Their loyalty to us won them their reward
And in the past we’ve had our people hurt and murdered
This was for them, I can't think of a perfecter way to win it for em
Now finally uefa comes up with right verdict
And we’re gonna walk on into Europe and go even further
But media gettin it twisted, they say chelski gonna be poppin
We’re willing to be the bigger team
And winning it again without making a hassle
Cause frankly I’m sick of this talk
We’re not gonna let someone elses hands rest our beloved trophy cause...

[Chorus]
Team by Team, goal to goal, left right centre
They all stand tall like red soldiers
Half by half, tear them apart, we always win
But the battle wages on for the red soldiers

Great that mate