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

*Sports
Welcome ladies and
This is Mark... oh-Who-gives-a-fuck '93 TV
is my co-host, Bob Buttafuoco
(Hey hey guys) Yeah yeah
We got a that's in a frenzy Bob
Let's go down to the announcers for the of the game

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

(Chorus) "The Jeffersons"*
I say the fish fry in the kitchen
don't 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 our turn at bat
And just as as we livin, it's Lunatics playa
It ain't nuttin wrong with that, huh - 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 what
I put my mack down, she a curve ball
She owed Milli smoked that and some Llly-bone
She 'em, Optimo
First base, god livin a worst race
First chase, throw yo' and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo'
It's about time, base wisdom rhyme
Hittin strong, skipped third and headed home
Third baseman just don't understand what the bomb
the fuck wrong, with this world today
With these girls today, and pearls the way
You wasn't fuckin with me, leave, for the wrap in my seed
Now you stays on yo knees cause we's be in the big
we's be in the big leauge

(Chorus)

Well you see me now, I'm eatin Wheaties now
I'm stealin and third and lookin home peepin greedy now
See me now, people me speedy now
for runnin the quickest miles
hit and run in any town, any
Rules 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 thang
If I think with my dick then put your on my brains
I maintain through the atmosphere, what we got
A sucka in fear, the roars and the cheers
From the when I take the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the ball on the ground and make 'em get

(Chorus)

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

Lee-
I want my name not, not but screamed
I from fantasies to dreams,from dreams to bigger things
I'm Bennett I been in it since, ninety-three
You can tell cause my L angle 90
sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the real to make a mill'
I lie little but still, talk straight up like
I could you somethin now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper than file cabinets when
what Money, money, money, money what's happenin
I'm comin up like 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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