Luyện nghe bài hát Batter Up

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

And now, please rise for the of our national anthem

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up hill
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty our turn at bat
And as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't wrong with that, batter up

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

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

Well you see me now, I'm eating Wheaties now
I'm stealing second and third and looking peeping greedy now
See me now, people me speedy now
Known for the quickest miles
hit and run in any town, any
'fore I hit it, split 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 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, hear the roars and the
From the crowd when I take the mile, let me 'em how
Hit the ball on the ground and 'em get down

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
Beans burn on the grill (that's right)
It a whole 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 as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong that, batter up

Well this young batter on deck
He's still in high school (yeah I 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 want my not, not said but screamed
I went from fantasies to dreams, dreams to things
I'm like I been in it since, ninety-three
You can tell my L angle 90 degrees
I'ma sixteen year-old school boy, skills
Swear to tell the real, the whole real to a mill'
I lie but still, talk straight up like motto
I could tell you now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper than file when rapping
Money, money, money, money happening
I'm coming up like family members in basements, and I stay
Make a to play with, buy a building you can pay me
And the 'tic is who I came
You how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
Beans burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up hill
I but now we're 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 that, batter up