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

*Sports
Welcome and gentlemen
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 to the announcers for the start of the game

announcer*
And now.. please for the singing of our national anthem

(Chorus) "The Jeffersons"*
I say the fish don't fry in the
Beans don't 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 dirty our turn at bat
And as long as we livin, it's Lunatics playa
It ain't nuttin wrong with that, huh - up

St.
I'm the to swing
run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a duck, an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv what
I put my mack down, she a curve ball
She owed Milli that herb and some Llly-bone
She tip-top 'em,
First base, god livin like a race
First chase, yo' people and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that and clear yo' mind
It's about time, second wisdom rhyme
Hittin strong, third base and headed home
Third baseman just don't understand baby the bomb
What the fuck wrong, this world today
these girls today, diamonds and pearls the way
You wasn't fuckin with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my
Now you on yo knees cause we's be in the big league
Cause be in the big leauge

(Chorus)

Well you should see me now, I'm eatin now
I'm stealin second and third and home peepin greedy now
See me now, people call me now
Known for the quickest miles
hit and run in any town, any
Rules 'fore I hit it, it, lick it and quit it
And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it, (yeah) 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 the atmosphere, what we got here
A in fear, hear the roars and the cheers
From the crowd when I the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the ball on the and make 'em get down

(Chorus)

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

Lee-
I want my name not, not said but
I went from fantasies to dreams,from to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I in it since, ninety-three
You can tell my L angle 90 degrees
sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the real to make a mill'
I lie little but still, talk up like motto
I could tell you somethin now, you twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets than file cabinets when rappin
what what Money, money, money, money happenin
I'm comin up like members in basements, and I stay bent
Make a to play with, buy a building you can pay me
And the 'tic is who we with
You how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do

(Chorus)

personalities ad libbing*