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

*Sports
ladies and gentlemen
This is Mark... from '93 TV
This is my co-host, Bob
(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

announcer*
And now.. please for the singing 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
Just to get up hill
I said but now we're up in the BIG
My dirty our turn at bat
And just as long as we livin, it's playa
It ain't wrong with that, huh - batter up

St.
I'm the first to
home run with that thing, hot wings
a duck, smoke an ounce, show me love
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 livin like a worst
chase, throw yo' people and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that herb and yo' mind
It's about time, second base wisdom
Hittin strong, third base and headed home
Third baseman just don't understand what the bomb
the fuck wrong, with this world today
With these girls today, diamonds and the way
You wasn't fuckin with me, leave, for the that's in my seed
Now you on yo knees cause we's be in the big league
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 lookin home greedy now
See me now, people me speedy now
Known for runnin the quickest
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 thang
If I think with my dick put your mouth on my brains
I maintain the atmosphere, what we got here
A sucka in fear, the roars and the cheers
the crowd when I take the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the on the ground and make 'em get down

(Chorus)

personalities*
Well uhh this next young batter on
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 his name's umm, who knows..
Mur-uhh, Lee or somethin)

Lee-
I want my name not, not but screamed
I went 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
I'ma year-old school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the real to make a mill'
I lie little but still, straight up like motto
I could tell you somethin now, you think twice about it
I promise, I gets deeper than file cabinets when
what Money, money, money, money what's happenin
I'm comin up like family in basements, and I stay bent
Make a milli to with, buy a building you can pay me
And the 'tic is who we with
You how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do

(Chorus)

*Sports ad libbing*