Luyện nghe bài hát Batter Up - Jason 'Jay E' Epperson

*Sports
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 that's in a frenzy Bob
Let's go down to the for the start of the game

*Stadium
And now.. please rise for the of our national anthem

(Chorus) "The Jeffersons"*
I say the don't fry in the kitchen
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of tah-ryin
to get up that hill
I said but now we're up in the BIG
My dirty it's our at bat
And as long as we livin, it's Lunatics playa
It ain't nuttin with that, huh - batter up

St.
I'm the first to
home run that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a duck, an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv holla
I put my down, she throw a curve ball
She owed Milli that herb and some Llly-bone
She 'em, Optimo
base, god livin like a worst race
First chase, throw yo' and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo'
about time, second base wisdom rhyme
Hittin strong, skipped third base and headed
Third just don't understand baby what the bomb
What the wrong, with this world today
With these girls today, diamonds and the way
You wasn't fuckin 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

(Chorus)

Well you should see me now, I'm Wheaties now
I'm stealin second and third and lookin home peepin now
See me now, people call me now
for runnin the quickest miles
hit and run in any town, any
Rules 'fore I hit it, split it, 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 with my dick then put your mouth on my brains
I maintain through the atmosphere, what we got
A sucka in fear, hear the roars and the
From the crowd when I take the mile, let me 'em how
Hit the ball on the and make 'em get down

(Chorus)

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

Murphey
I want my name not, not said but
I went from fantasies to dreams,from to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I been in it since,
You can tell my L angle 90 degrees
I'ma sixteen year-old school boy, platinum
Swear to tell the real, the whole to make a mill'
I lie little but still, straight up like motto
I could tell you somethin now, you think twice it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper file cabinets when rappin
what what Money, money, money, money what's
I'm comin up like family in basements, and I stay bent
Make a milli to with, buy a building you can pay me
And the 'tic is who we came
You how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do

(Chorus)

personalities ad libbing*