Luyện nghe bài hát Up (Remix)

Welcome and gentlemen
This is Mark, from '93 TV
is my co-host, Bob Buttafuoco
(Hey hey guys) Yeah yeah
We got a crowd in a frenzy Bob
go down to the announcers for the start of the game

And now, please rise for the of our national anthem

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
Beans burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
to get up that 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 that, batter up

I'm the to swing
Home run with that thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me
Hit the club, me and holla what
I put my down, she throw a curve ball
She owed Milli smoked that herb and some
She tip-top 'em,
First base, god living like a worst
chase, throw yo' people and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that and clear yo' mind
It's about time, second base rhyme
Sitting strong, skipped base and headed home
Third baseman just understand baby what the bong
What the wrong, with this world today
With these today, diamonds and pearls the way
You wasn't with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my seed
Now you stays on yo knees we's be in the big league
Cause be in the big league

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 but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as long as we living, it's player
It ain't nothing wrong that, batter up

Well you should see me now, I'm eating now
I'm stealing second and third and looking peeping greedy now
See me now, people me speedy now
for running the quickest miles
hit and run in any town, any
Rules I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it
And hit it, lick it, did I say it, (yeah) fuck it, lick it
no shame in my game, that normal shit ain't my thing
If I think with my then put your mouth on my brain
I maintain through the atmosphere, we got here
A sucker in fear, the roars and the cheers
From the crowd when I take the mile, let me 'em how
Hit the ball on the and make 'em get down

I say the fish don't fry in the
Beans don't on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up that
I said but now we're up in the big
My dirty our turn at bat
And just as as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong with that, up

Well this next batter 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 think his umm, who knows,
Lee or something)

I my name not, not said but screamed
I from fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger things
I'm Bennett I been in it since, ninety-three
You can tell my L angle 90 degrees
I'ma sixteen school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the whole real to a mill'
I lie little but still, talk up like motto
I could tell you something now, you think about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper than file cabinets rapping
Money, money, money, money happening
I'm up like family 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 don't fry in the
Beans don't burn on the (that's right)
It a whole lot of trying
to get up that hill
I said but now up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as long as we living, it's Lunatics
It ain't wrong with that, batter up