Luyện nghe bài hát Up (Remix)

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 announcers for the start of the

And now, please rise for the singing of our anthem

I say the fish don't fry in the
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up hill
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 wrong with that, up

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

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 that
I said but now up in the big leagues
My dirty our turn at bat
And just as as we living, it's Lunatics player
It nothing wrong with that, batter up

Well you see me now, I'm eating Wheaties now
I'm stealing and third and looking home peeping greedy now
See me now, people call me now
for running the quickest 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 in my game, that normal shit ain't my thing
If I think with my dick then put your on my brain
I through the atmosphere, what we got here
A sucker in fear, hear the and the cheers
From the crowd I take the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the ball on the and make 'em get down

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
Just to get up that
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 nothing wrong that, batter up

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

I want my not, not said but screamed
I went from fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger
I'm Bennett I been in it since, ninety-three
You can tell cause my L 90 degrees
sixteen year-old 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 about it
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 don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up that
I said but now up in the big leagues
My dirty our turn at bat
And just as as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing with that, batter up