Luyện nghe bài hát Batter Up

Welcome ladies and
is Mark, oh-Who-gives-a-fuck from '93 TV
This is my co-host, Bob
(Hey hey guys) Yeah yeah
We got a crowd that's in a Bob
Let's go down to the announcers for the of the game

And now, please rise for the singing of our national

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't on the grill (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
Just to get up that
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My it's our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It ain't wrong with that, batter up

I'm the first to
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot
Fuck a dub, an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv holla
I put my down, she throw a curve ball
She owed Milli smoked that herb and some
She 'em, Optimo
First base, god living like a race
First chase, yo' people and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo'
It's about time, second base wisdom
strong, skipped third base and headed home
Third baseman just understand baby what the bong
What the fuck wrong, with this today
With girls today, diamonds and pearls the way
You wasn't fucking with me, leave, for the wrap in my seed
Now you on yo knees cause we's be in the big league
we's be in the big league

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
Just to get up hill
I said but now we're up in the big
My dirty our turn at bat
And as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong with that, up

Well you see me now, I'm eating Wheaties now
I'm stealing second and and looking home peeping greedy now
See me now, call me speedy now
Known for running the quickest
hit and run in any town, any
Rules 'fore I hit it, split it, it and quit it
And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it, (yeah) it, lick it
no shame in my game, that normal shit ain't my thing
If I think with my dick then put mouth on my brain
I maintain the atmosphere, what we got here
A sucker in fear, hear the and the cheers
From the crowd when I the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the ball on the ground and 'em get down

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
Just to get up hill
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as long as we living, it's Lunatics
It ain't nothing wrong with that, up

Well this next young batter on
He's in high school (yeah I heard that)
(It's a day though)
A good high school out in of St. Louis, Missouri
(I think his umm, who knows,
Lee or something)

I want my name not, not but screamed
I went from fantasies to dreams, to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I in it since, ninety-three
You can tell cause my L 90 degrees
sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills
Swear to the real, the whole real to make a mill'
I lie little but still, talk up like motto
I could you something now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets than file cabinets when rapping
Money, money, money, what's happening
I'm coming up like family in basements, and I stay bent
Make a to play with, buy a building you can pay me
And the 'tic is who I with
You how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do

I say the fish don't fry in the
Beans don't on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up hill
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as long as we living, it's Lunatics
It ain't nothing wrong that, batter up