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 to the announcers for the start of the game

And now, please for the singing of our national anthem

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 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 give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv holla
I put my mack down, she throw a curve
She owed Milli that herb and some Llly-bone
She tip-top 'em,
base, god living like a worst race
First chase, throw yo' people and yo'
Second lesson, smoke that and clear yo' mind
It's about time, second base wisdom
strong, skipped third base and headed home
Third baseman just understand baby what the bong
the fuck wrong, with 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 cause we's be in the big league
Cause we's be in the big

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

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

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
Beans don't 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 it's our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It ain't wrong with that, batter up

Well next young batter on deck
He's still in high (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 my name not, not said but screamed
I went from fantasies to dreams, dreams to things
I'm like I been in it since, ninety-three
You can tell cause my L 90 degrees
I'ma sixteen year-old school boy, platinum
Swear to tell the real, the real to make a mill'
I lie little but still, talk straight up motto
I could tell you something now, you think about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper than file when rapping
Money, money, money, money what's
I'm coming up like members in basements, and I stay 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 fish fry in the kitchen
Beans burn on the grill (that's right)
It a whole 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 just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It ain't nothing with that, batter up