The Philadelphia Phillies are a Major League Baseball team. They are the oldest continuous, one-name, one-city franchise in all of professional American sports, dating to 1883. The Phillies are a member of the Eastern Division of Major League Baseball's National League. Since 2004, the team's home has been Citizens Bank Park in the South Philadelphia section of the city.
The Phillies have won two World Series championships (against Kansas City in 1980 and Tampa Bay in 2008) and seven National League pennants, the first of which came in 1915. The franchise has also experienced long periods of struggle. The age of the team and its history of adversity have earned it the dubious distinction of having lost the most games of any team in the history of American professional sports. Notwithstanding the collectively poor performance over the years, the Phillies have performed much better in recent seasons, winning their division five times in a row since 2007.
The franchise was founded in Philadelphia in 1883, replacing the team from Worcester, Massachusetts. The team has played at several stadiums in the city, beginning with Recreation Park and continuing at Baker Bowl; Shibe Park, which was later renamed Connie Mack Stadium in honor of the longtime Philadelphia Athletics manager; Veterans Stadium; and now Citizens Bank Park.
Ryan James Howard (born November 19, 1979) is an American Major League Baseball first baseman for the Philadelphia Phillies. Nicknamed "The Big Piece", Howard stands 6 feet 4 inches (193 cm) and weighs 240 pounds (110 kg). He bats and throws left-handed.
Howard was the 2006 National League MVP. Howard is the fastest player to reach both the 100 and 200 home run milestones in Major League Baseball history, passing the marks in 2007 and 2009, respectively.
Due to Howard's reputation as an extreme pull hitter, opposing managers often utilize an unusual infield shift with him at the plate, with the third baseman playing shortstop, the shortstop playing second base, and the second baseman playing in shallow right field.
Howard was born in St. Louis, Missouri. He played for Missouri State University from 1998 to 2001. Howard finished his collegiate career with 50 home runs, 183 RBIs and a .335 career average in 172 games. He was the 1999 Missouri Valley Conference Freshman of the Year. Missouri State Retired his number on December 18, 2010.
Jayson Richard Gowan Werth (born May 20, 1979) is an American professional baseball outfielder for the Washington Nationals of Major League Baseball. He has previously played for the Toronto Blue Jays, Los Angeles Dodgers, and Philadelphia Phillies. He bats and throws right-handed.
Werth was born in Springfield, Illinois, and comes from an athletic family. One sister, Hillary, was a scholarship track athlete at the University of California, Los Angeles (UCLA), while his other sister, Hannah, is a scholarship volleyball player for the University of Nebraska and his brother Adam plays soccer for Syracuse University. He is the son of Jeff Gowan, who led all Division I wide receivers in receptions while playing football for Illinois State University in 1976, and played in the St. Louis Cardinals minor-league affiliate, the Johnson City Cardinals in 1978, and Kim Schofield Werth, who competed in the U.S. Olympic Trials in the long jump and 100 meters. He is also the grandson of Ducky Schofield and nephew of Dick Schofield, both Major League Baseball infielders, and stepson of Dennis Werth, who played in parts of four seasons with the Kansas City Royals and New York Yankees from 1979 through 1982. Werth is married with two children.
P H the I the L the L the I the E the S
We mess with phillies, we roll big phillies
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
P H the I the L the L the I the E the S
We mess with phillies, we roll big phillies
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
Suppress the brown bitch up in the Crown Vic's
Spread her legs and put the greenery lips around it
Gets around it while niggas quit
(Woah!)
This bitch look better than Whitney, lick her titties
'Cause niggas say the pussy be the sticky
One puff'll turn your brain cells to dust
Head rush, bound to fill your eyes up with the redness
Suck her up, but there's a million bitches just like her
Even dykes try to fuck her in the cypher with the lighter
Puttin' the dick on the ass an', everybody cashin', blackin'
Latino motherfuckers know they be mashin'
Nigga like whas' happenin'?
You can keep them sassy the dickey used to
Nicky Bone to top to dump the hash in
My partners they be askin' Mr. Y U K
Why you stay high off the hash and be smashin'?
With a hundred gun and a hundred click
To the sto', they get phillies
To we get blunted as we wanna get
P H the I the L the L the I the E the S
We mess with phillies, we roll big phillies
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
P H the I the L the L the I the E the S
We mess with phillies, we roll big phillies
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
I takes my gat with a phillie I don't need no quote
Now boss player this is how I like to blow my smoke
I grab the phillie cut the throat, jump to the back
Of a building, top player, makin' a little bits with a cup up of spit
It makes me sick and upset when it's spit and silly
Whenever you phillie, its all spitty and wet
It doesn't matter, rich or po', I couldn't care less bro
It mixes when I'm out and let the motherfucker smoke no hoe
I shake the bud mary tramps
The one that tried to shove the weed up the fifth
Without givin' up no cocker food stamps
I know they want it, but smokin' for free, I don't condone it
Don't put your crusty lips on it if you ain't got no chips on it
I spent a grip on it and girl the cuffs out here
And if you floss out here, you take a loss out here
You're doin' too much catin' in the cypher wit'cha
Lighter, tryin' to flick your big, if you ain't got no skits, you can't get hit
P H the I the L the L the I the E the S
We mess with phillies we roll big phillies
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
P H the I the L the L the I the E the S
We mess with phillies we roll big phillies
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
How many blunts do you blow on the daily?
Many money I blow many, many, many
I smoke plenty
(Well, won't your black ass quit being stingy)
I'm not greedy
(Well, where's that weed fiend?)
You better quit smokin' those beadys in my fo' hun
Blow one for the po one
Nigga, don't you owe one?
Act like ya know one
No one does it better, break it down with my thumbs
(Fuck the zigzags, and stack your lungs, make the runs)
But no fund, no gas money
(Well, even if a dummy has money)
(He'll be a dumber dummy then bin his ass money)
My blunt is my keeper like cash money
Blast money, stash money, the last money was considered
Bombs, stick, green grass money
Roll, but next time, I'ma put a little to the side
(Hash money)
Hey nigga I started smellin' weed and hella weed
Then I started sellin' weed
Bitch be tellin' me, they wanna smoke
To catch Mozik than a spellin' bee
'Cause I smoke they ass under the table
The hoes stable, pass me that cigarette or phillie
I got that feelin' again, let's smoke that acrylin'
again, I said you willin' again, then we can walk the Poppa ceiling again
I storms in like a mighty blast of wind
Inhale, exhale, the phillies rule my dome an'
(Aah!)
High powered shit, tell that nigga down the road to roll the shit up man
Man y'all niggas need to quit this shit
Nigga, you used to smoke too, more than me here, hit this shit
Man, you already know do
Fuck around and smoke the sprayed up
Nigga be laid up, walk around like zombies, minds never made up
Smellin' like ass hemp's and grime, cocky mouth
Chap lips, fuckin' off all the poo nanny
If y'all gonna smoke I'll be the designated weed roller
Call me Numboy, the motherfuckin' seed roller
But you gotta crack the window though
'Cause me and the lads like Whoopi Goldberg in centerfolds
Drink a lot never like to think a lot
Nigga I don't smoke no more 'cause I don't like the stank a lot
Nigga I'm drink a lot, smoke a lot too nigga
Fuck, how you gonna say that shit nigga if you be smokin' cigarettes
(Fuck y'all)
And me nigga
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
You know phillies, they give heart attack catch a nigga
Fuck you nigga, shitty ass niggas
(Fuck you nigga)
(Chorus: Yukmouth)P-H-the-I-the-L-the-L-the-I-the-E-the-S
We mess with phillies we roll big phillies
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
P-H-the-I-the-L-the-L-the-I-the-E-the-S
We mess with phillies we roll big phillies
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
(Yukmouth)
Surpress the brown bitch up in the Crown Vic's
Spread her legs and put the greenery lips around it
gets around it while niggas quit (woah!)
This bitch look better than Whitney, lick her titties
Cause niggas say the pussy be the stick-icky
One puff'll turn your brain cells to dust
Head rush, bound to fill your eyes up with the redness
Suck her up, but there's a million bitches just like her
Even dykes try to fuck her in the cypher with the lighter
Puttin' the dick on the ass an', everybody cashin, blackin
Latino motherfuckers know they be mashin
Nigga like whas' happenin'?
You can keep them sassy the dickey used to
Nicky Bone to top to dump the hash in
My partners they be askin' Mr. Y-U-K
Why you stay high off the hash and be smashin'?
With a hundred gun and a hundred click
to the sto', they get phillies
To we get blunted as we wanna get
(Chorus: Yukmouth)
P-H-the-I-the-L-the-L-the-I-the-E-the-S
We mess with phillies we roll big phillies
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
P-H-the-I-the-L-the-L-the-I-the-E-the-S
We mess with phillies we roll big phillies
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
(Poppa L.Q.)
I takes my gat with a phillie I don't need no quote
Now boss player this is how I like to blow my smoke
I grab the phillie cut the throat, jump to the back
of a building, top player, makin' a little bits with a cup up of spit
It makes me sick and upset when it's spit and silly
whenever you phillie, its all spitty and wet
It doesn't matter, rich or po', I couldn't care less bro
It mixes when I'm out and let the motherfucker smoke no hoe
I shake the bud mary-tramps, the one that tried to shove the weed up the fifth
Without givin' up no cocker food stamps
I know they want it, but smokin' for free, I don't condone it
Don't put your crusty lips on it if you ain't got no chips on it
I spent a grip on it, and girl, the cuffs out here
And if you floss out here, you take a loss out here
You're doin' too much catin' in the cypher wit'cha
lighter, tryin' to flick your big, if you ain't got no skits, you can't get hit
(Chorus: Yukmouth)
P-H-the-I-the-L-the-L-the-I-the-E-the-S
We mess with phillies we roll big phillies
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
P-H-the-I-the-L-the-L-the-I-the-E-the-S
We mess with phillies we roll big phillies
(I wanna get blunted my brother)
(The Luniz & Poppa L.Q.)
How many blunts do you blow on the daily
Many money I blow many, many, many
I smoke plenty (well, won't your black ass quit being stingy)
I'm not greedy (well, where's that weed fiend?)
(You better quit smokin' those beadys in my fo' hun)
(Blow one for the po-one)
(Nigga, don't you owe one?) (Act like ya know one)
No one does it better, break it down with my thumbs
(Fuck the zigzags, and stack your lungs, make the runs)
But no fund, no gas money
(Well, even if a dummy has money)
(He'll be a dumber dummy then bin his ass money)
My blunt is my keeper like cash money
Blast money, stash money, the last money was considered
bombs, stick, green grass money
Roll, but next time, I'ma put a little to the side (hash money)
(Yukmouth)
Hey nigga I started smellin' weed and hella weed
then I started sellin' weed
Bitch be tellin' me, they wanna smoke
to catch Mozik than a spellin' bee
Cause I smoke they ass under the table
The hoes stable, pass me that cigarette or phillie
(Poppa L.Q.)
I got that feelin' again, let's smoke that acrylin'
again, I said you willin' again, then we can walk the Poppa-ceiling again
I storms in like a mighty blast of wind
Inhale, exhale, the phillies rule my dome an' (Aaahhh!) (*Cough*)
(High powered shit, tell that nigga down the road to roll the shit up man)
(Man y'all niggas need to quit this shit)
(Nigga, you used to smoke too, more than me here, hit this shit)
(Man, you already know do')
(Numskull)
Fuck around and smoke the sprayed up
Nigga be laid up, walk around like zombies, minds never made up
Smellin' like ass hemp's and grine, cocky mouth
chap lips, fuckin' off all the poo-nanny
If y'all gonna smoke I'll be the designated weed roller
Call me Numboy, the motherfuckin' seed roller
But you gotta crack the window though
Cause me and the lads like Whoopi Goldberg in centerfolds
Drink-a-lot never like to think-a-lot
Nigga I don't smoke no more cause I don't like the stank-a-lot
Nigga I'm drink-a-lot, smoke-a-lot too nigga
Fuck, how you gonna say that shit nigga if you be smokin' cigarettes (fuck y'all)
And me nigga, (I wanna get blunted my brother)
You know phillies, they give heart attack catch a nigga
fuck you nigga, shitty ass niggas (fuck you nigga)
Smell like straight dookie (*echoes*)
(*Laughter till fade*)