Luyện nghe bài hát Batter Up

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

And now, rise for the singing of our national anthem

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

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

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't on the grill (that's right)
It a whole lot of trying
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 ain't nothing with that, batter up

Well you should see me now, I'm Wheaties now
I'm second and third and looking home peeping greedy now
See me now, people 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) fuck it, 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 the atmosphere, what we got here
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 don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the (that's right)
It a whole 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 just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It nothing wrong with that, batter up

this next young 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 his name's umm, who knows,
Lee or something)

I want my name not, not but screamed
I went from to dreams, dreams to bigger things
I'm like I been in it since, ninety-three
You can cause my L angle 90 degrees
I'ma sixteen year-old boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the real to make a mill'
I lie little but still, talk straight up motto
I could tell you now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets than file cabinets when rapping
Money, money, money, money happening
I'm coming up like family members in basements, and I stay
Make a milli to 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 don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
to get up that 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 player
It ain't nothing wrong that, batter up