Luyện nghe bài hát Batter Up

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

And now, please rise for the of our national anthem

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

I'm the to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me
Hit the club, me and holla what
I put my mack down, she throw a curve
She owed Milli that herb and some Llly-bone
She tip-top 'em,
First base, god living like a race
First chase, throw yo' and yo' kind
lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo' mind
It's about time, base wisdom rhyme
Sitting strong, skipped base and headed home
Third baseman just understand baby what the bong
What the fuck wrong, this world today
With these girls today, and pearls the way
You wasn't fucking with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my
Now you stays on yo cause we's be in the big league
Cause be in the big league

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 said but now we're up in the big
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as long as we living, it's player
It nothing wrong with that, batter up

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

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

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

I want my not, not said but screamed
I from fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I in it since, ninety-three
You can cause my L angle 90 degrees
sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the whole to make a mill'
I lie little but still, talk straight up motto
I could tell you something now, you think twice it tomorrow
I promise, I deeper 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 came
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 burn on the (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
to get up that hill
I said but now up in the big leagues
My it's our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, it's Lunatics
It ain't wrong with that, batter up