We need our own anthem, bad!!!

yeah im talkin b hop
more like a balboa
never been to my city
come on wit me ill show ya
home of the fresh prince
jazzier than jeff is
back in the day doc j rock a 76
jersey just across the bridge
betsy ross walt whit
benjamin franklin
1776
state our independence
high as kites ever since
sayin you from philly
you reap nothin but the benefits
plus its always sunny here
just in case ya unaware
citizens be bankin in
can we get another year
yeah im talkin repeat
heat like hamels
utley amazin
charlie wrote the manuel
broad street bullies
nothins flyer than a flyers fan
missin all his teeth
bobby clarke still smilin
rocky on the first step
headin to that top one
yeah thats me
we go hard where
im from

chorus
In philly
concrete jungle where dreams are made of
theres nothin you cant do
now youre in philly
these streets will make you feel brand new
these lights will inspire you
lets hear it for philly x3

back when we had sly bacon
whoops i mean cunningham
right after jaws
and right before the running man
so much wit
prolly get it from the cheesesteaks
i been out all night i just wanna sleep late
young crowd olde city
tell me where the party at
meet the girl on south street
better rock ya party cap
cruisin down city ave
headin to the boulevard
coulda grabbed the El
but they told me that it wouldnt spark
this where im comin from
who knows where we goin to
i feel like im in line for a ride
when im at tony lukes
we could lose all the trees
but we still got the roots
plus we got beans
and an eve that doesnt opt for fruit
green blood in the tube
if we need it transfused
when the mets come thru
youre gonna hear our fans boo
this is the city of the brotherly love
and if youve never been here
i suggest that you come to

chorus

now that we got vick
i think we need the vet back
tougher than a stitch
on a mitchell and ness cap
liberty bell crack
walnut chestnut
aint justa ill track
more like the best of
215
yeah i covered all of that
from way back to the future
with this almanac
illadelph artifax
love park heart attacks
always on the grind till i die
spillin all the facts
yeah the way im writin
youd think that im a titan
the way my penns landin
the crowd is left standin
d e mandin
chantin
one more encore
whos the new kid i never heard em before
so reggie white wit a mic
bringin hits all night
cant afford this flow
a praise for no price
they call me neeko
this is for my people
ill state of mind
everywhere we go

chorus

“Back when we had Sly Bacon, whoops I mean Cunningham.”

Crafty. (Thanks @parkview, again)

Yeah, yeah, I’m talkin’ B-Hop, more like Balboa
Ever been to my city, come on with me I’ll show ya
Home of the fresh price, Jazzier than Jeff is
Back in the day Doc J, rocked a 76

Jersey just across the bridge Betsy Ross, Walt Whit, Benjamin Franklin
1776 state our Independance, high as kites ever since
Sayin’ you from Philly, you reap nothin’ but the benefits
Plus it’s Always Sunny here, just in case you’re unaware, Citizens be bankin’ here

Can we get another year Yeah I’m talkin’ repeat
Heat like Hamels, It’s utterly amazing, Charlie wrote the Manuel
Broad Street bullies, nothing slyer than a Flyers fan
Missin’ all his teeth, Bobby Clarke’s still smilin’

Rocky on that first step, headed to the top one
Yeah that’s me, we go hard where I’m from

CHORUS:

In Philly, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There’s nothing you can’t do, now you’re in philly
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you, let’s hear it for Philly
Philly, Philly

Back when we had sliced bacon, whoops I mean Cunningham
Right after Jaws, and right before The Running Man
So much wit’ prolly get it from the cheesesteaks
I’ve been out all night, I just wanna sleep late

Young crowd old city, tell me where the party at
Meet the girl on south street, better rock your party cap
Cruising down city ave, headed to the boulevard
Coulda grabbed the El but they told me it wouldn’t start

This is where im coming from, who knows where we going to
I feel like im in line for a ride, when i’m at tony lukes
We could lose all the trees but we still got The Roots
Plus we got Beans and an Eve that doesn’t opt for fruit

Green blood in the tube, if we need a transfuse
When the mets come through, you’re gonna hear our fans boo
This is the city of the brotherly love
And if you’ve never been here then I suggest that you come

CHORUS

Now that we got vick, I think we need the Vet back
Tougher than a stitch on a Mitchell and Ness cap
Liberty Bell crack, Walnut, Chestnut
Ain’t just an ill track, more like the best of

Two-one-five, yeah I covered all of that
From way back to the future with this almanac
Illadelph artifacts, Love Park heart attacks
Always on the grind, ’til I die spilling all the facts

Yeah the way I’m writin, you think that I’m a titan
The way that my Penn’s Landing, the crowd is left standing
D-e-manding chanting, one more encore
Who’s the new kid, i never heard of before

So Reggie White with a mic, bringing hits all night
Can’t afford this flow, appraise for no price
They call me Neeko, this is for my people
Ill state of mind, everywhere that we go

CHORUS

(Thanks to @attila and @parkview on Twitter for some help.)

I heard the chorus being blasted in Best Buy today.