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 crowd that's in a Bob
go down to the announcers for the start of the game

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

(Chorus) "The Jeffersons"*
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 said but now we're up in the BIG
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as as we livin, it's Lunatics playa
It nuttin wrong with that, huh - batter up

St.
I'm the first to
run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a duck, 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 tip-top 'em,
First base, god livin a worst race
First chase, yo' people and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke herb and clear yo' mind
about time, second base wisdom rhyme
Hittin strong, skipped third and headed home
baseman just don't understand baby what the bomb
What the fuck wrong, this world today
With these girls today, diamonds and the way
You wasn't fuckin with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my
Now you stays on yo knees cause we's be in the big
we's 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 runnin the quickest
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, normal shit ain't my thang
If I think with my dick put your mouth on my brains
I maintain through the atmosphere, what we got
A sucka in fear, the roars and the cheers
From the crowd when I take the mile, let me 'em how
Hit the ball on the ground and 'em get down

(Chorus)

*Sports
Well uhh this next young on deck
He's still in school (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..
Mur-uhh, Lee or somethin)

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

(Chorus)

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