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 in a frenzy Bob
go down to the announcers for the start of the game

And now, rise for the singing of our national anthem

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
to get up that hill
I said but now we're up in the big
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 first to
Home run that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv what
I put my mack down, she throw a ball
She Milli smoked that herb and some Llly-bone
She 'em, Optimo
First base, god living a worst race
First chase, yo' people and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that herb and yo' mind
It's about time, second base rhyme
Sitting strong, third base and headed home
Third baseman just don't understand what the bong
What the fuck wrong, with this today
With these girls today, diamonds and the way
You wasn't with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my seed
Now you stays on yo knees cause be in the big league
Cause be in the big league

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the (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 Lunatics
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, call me speedy now
Known for the quickest miles
hit and run in any town, any
Rules 'fore I hit it, split it, lick it and it
And hit it, lick it, did I say it, (yeah) fuck it, lick it
Ain't no shame in my game, that normal shit my thing
If I think with my dick then put your on my brain
I maintain through the atmosphere, we got here
A sucker in fear, the roars and the cheers
From the when I take 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
don't burn 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 it's our turn at bat
And as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong that, batter up

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

I want my not, not said but screamed
I went from to dreams, dreams to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I in it since, ninety-three
You can tell cause my L 90 degrees
I'ma sixteen school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the whole real to a mill'
I lie little but still, talk straight up like
I could tell you now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper than file cabinets rapping
Money, money, money, money what's
I'm coming up like family members in basements, and I bent
a milli 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 don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up that
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