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
Let's go down to the announcers for the start of the

And now, please rise for the singing of our national

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
Beans burn 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 dirty our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, it's Lunatics
It nothing wrong with that, batter up

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

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
don't burn 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 our turn at bat
And as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't wrong 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
'fore I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it
And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it, (yeah) fuck it, it
Ain't no shame in my game, that shit ain't my thing
If I think with my dick then put mouth on my brain
I maintain through the atmosphere, we got here
A in fear, hear the roars and the cheers
From the crowd I take the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the ball on the ground and make 'em get

I say the fish don't fry in the
don't burn on the grill (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 it's our at bat
And as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong 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 out in U-City of St. Louis, Missouri
(I his name's umm, who knows,
Lee or something)

I want my name not, not said but
I went from fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger
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 the real, the whole real to make a mill'
I lie but still, talk straight up like motto
I could tell you something now, you think twice it tomorrow
I promise, I gets than file cabinets when rapping
Money, money, money, what's happening
I'm up like family members in basements, and I stay bent
Make a to play with, buy a building you can pay me
And the is who I came 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 a whole lot of trying
Just to get up hill
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It nothing wrong with that, batter up