CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Throne
Hey freshies! How’s life?
I don’t know - I guess we’re alright
We’ve been dealing with some stress like every high schooler
Our life's cooler now that homework’s at a low height
A low game now we made it to the top
A lone prayer now we're headed nonstop
Bad grades never make us close shop
Staring at our issues from the height of a rooftop
Add your hoco points, get back to me
You say freshies can’t win, that's blasphеmy
Social presence so much stop bashing mе
Rollin’ in next year with audacity
I don’t really know if you get my sweet rhymes
But sometimes we fade out the sweet times
Before stats then wrecked all our sweet lives
But now we’re here, spitting out those sweet lines
We’re the class of ‘24
Watch us win, and, watch us soar
Today we’re taking what's our own
And we’re not leaving alone
‘24 came through the door
Picked ourselves up of the floor
Since we've come our power's grown
Bow your head we on our throne
Now we’re changing up the style like Wonka and his factory
Bringing new things to class song like Cadbury
Powering the class’ spirit like a battery
Pog our class ain’t just satisfactory
Stuck as a middle child between 8 and 10
Those who haven’t seen and will see it again
Freshies diverse, come from here to Phnom Penh
Online spirit from Loudoun to Arlington cause its
Jeff Chefs, your two cents, go in a comment
TJ Vents, it’s a place to be honest
TJ Crushes laugh and feel awed, astonished
TJ Feel Goodz make your fellows feel flawless
Our victory’s imminent, no longer hesitant, beat us
How can you think of it now that we’re winning it, treat us
Call us divinity, TJ’s our remedy, meet us
Fame in the game cause our name ain’t the same so see us
We’re the class of ‘24
Watch us win, and, watch us soar
Today we’re taking what's our own
And we’re not leaving alone
‘24 came through the door
Picked ourselves up of the floor
Since we've come our power's grown
Bow your head we on our throne
We’re the class of ‘24
We push and fight and win the war
We may be stuck at home this year
But we’re not backing down to fear
‘24 came through the door
We grew we’re strong deep in our core
Even if we are at home
We’re still staying on our throne
Rising now we’re on a freshie spree
Party Spaghetti we’re winning this like JJLee
Finally broke from our quarter three, now we’re free
Our joy in TJ is now guaranteed, lock and key
Created our victory like we’re working on a CAD
Like Phagocytosis our unity’s no fad
Doubling on you like mitosis, so sad
But it’s time for speed, so buckle up now lad cause
We’re filling it with brilliance, We’re winging and fulfilling it
We’re legends, we’re beginning it, the sweet times now we’re spittin it
Sundae bar we’re building it, we’re singing for our benefit
We’re venison, we’re decadent, it’s evident we’re excellent
It's a repetitive genesis of incredible eloquence
Bringing endless preeminence with definitive evidence
Freshies generous and prevalent lacking any malevolence
Benevolent, no negligence, in no way are we irrelevant
It's like a permanent residence with our pertinent penitence
Reminiscing the resinous style we brought, set a precedence
Aren’t having reticence with our nebulous reverence
Our intelligent benefits leave our glory to endlessness
Covid’s incredulous deficit like a prejudiced negative
From our glamorous generous type of emulous eminence
And the renascence resonance TJ's prevalent premises
Read and bled our stead we tread we’re freshies man we’re sedulous
We’re the class of ‘24
Watch us win, and, watch us soar
Today we’re taking what's our own
And we’re not leaving alone
‘24 came through the door
Picked ourselves up of the floor
Since we've come our power's grown
Bow your head we on our throne
Call us if you need us we on our phone
Supporting one another, no one’s their own
Ready for the future, to success we’re prone
But we’re here at TJ, sitting on our thrones
We don’t really know if you get our sweet rhymes
Round us you can’t spin no sweet lies
Understanding and living this in our sweet lives
Cause we’ve now made TJ our sweet times
We were put into this situation
And there was no choice
Of where to go
We thought it would be over soon
But we adjusted
We stayed strong
I don’t know - I guess we’re alright
We’ve been dealing with some stress like every high schooler
Our life's cooler now that homework’s at a low height
A low game now we made it to the top
A lone prayer now we're headed nonstop
Bad grades never make us close shop
Staring at our issues from the height of a rooftop
Add your hoco points, get back to me
You say freshies can’t win, that's blasphеmy
Social presence so much stop bashing mе
Rollin’ in next year with audacity
I don’t really know if you get my sweet rhymes
But sometimes we fade out the sweet times
Before stats then wrecked all our sweet lives
But now we’re here, spitting out those sweet lines
We’re the class of ‘24
Watch us win, and, watch us soar
Today we’re taking what's our own
And we’re not leaving alone
‘24 came through the door
Picked ourselves up of the floor
Since we've come our power's grown
Bow your head we on our throne
Now we’re changing up the style like Wonka and his factory
Bringing new things to class song like Cadbury
Powering the class’ spirit like a battery
Pog our class ain’t just satisfactory
Stuck as a middle child between 8 and 10
Those who haven’t seen and will see it again
Freshies diverse, come from here to Phnom Penh
Online spirit from Loudoun to Arlington cause its
Jeff Chefs, your two cents, go in a comment
TJ Vents, it’s a place to be honest
TJ Crushes laugh and feel awed, astonished
TJ Feel Goodz make your fellows feel flawless
Our victory’s imminent, no longer hesitant, beat us
How can you think of it now that we’re winning it, treat us
Call us divinity, TJ’s our remedy, meet us
Fame in the game cause our name ain’t the same so see us
We’re the class of ‘24
Watch us win, and, watch us soar
Today we’re taking what's our own
And we’re not leaving alone
‘24 came through the door
Picked ourselves up of the floor
Since we've come our power's grown
Bow your head we on our throne
We’re the class of ‘24
We push and fight and win the war
We may be stuck at home this year
But we’re not backing down to fear
‘24 came through the door
We grew we’re strong deep in our core
Even if we are at home
We’re still staying on our throne
Rising now we’re on a freshie spree
Party Spaghetti we’re winning this like JJLee
Finally broke from our quarter three, now we’re free
Our joy in TJ is now guaranteed, lock and key
Created our victory like we’re working on a CAD
Like Phagocytosis our unity’s no fad
Doubling on you like mitosis, so sad
But it’s time for speed, so buckle up now lad cause
We’re filling it with brilliance, We’re winging and fulfilling it
We’re legends, we’re beginning it, the sweet times now we’re spittin it
Sundae bar we’re building it, we’re singing for our benefit
We’re venison, we’re decadent, it’s evident we’re excellent
It's a repetitive genesis of incredible eloquence
Bringing endless preeminence with definitive evidence
Freshies generous and prevalent lacking any malevolence
Benevolent, no negligence, in no way are we irrelevant
It's like a permanent residence with our pertinent penitence
Reminiscing the resinous style we brought, set a precedence
Aren’t having reticence with our nebulous reverence
Our intelligent benefits leave our glory to endlessness
Covid’s incredulous deficit like a prejudiced negative
From our glamorous generous type of emulous eminence
And the renascence resonance TJ's prevalent premises
Read and bled our stead we tread we’re freshies man we’re sedulous
We’re the class of ‘24
Watch us win, and, watch us soar
Today we’re taking what's our own
And we’re not leaving alone
‘24 came through the door
Picked ourselves up of the floor
Since we've come our power's grown
Bow your head we on our throne
Call us if you need us we on our phone
Supporting one another, no one’s their own
Ready for the future, to success we’re prone
But we’re here at TJ, sitting on our thrones
We don’t really know if you get our sweet rhymes
Round us you can’t spin no sweet lies
Understanding and living this in our sweet lives
Cause we’ve now made TJ our sweet times
We were put into this situation
And there was no choice
Of where to go
We thought it would be over soon
But we adjusted
We stayed strong
