Luyện nghe bài hát Up (Remix)

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

And now, please rise for the singing of our anthem

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

I'm the first to
Home run that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me
Hit the club, me and T-Luv what
I put my mack down, she throw a curve
She owed Milli that herb and some Llly-bone
She tip-top 'em,
base, god living like a worst race
First chase, throw yo' and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke 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 what the bong
What the wrong, with this world today
these girls today, diamonds and pearls the way
You wasn't fucking 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 fish don't fry in the
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 it's our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong with that, up

you should 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 running the quickest
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 shame in my game, that normal shit ain't my
If I think my dick then put your mouth on my brain
I maintain the atmosphere, what we got here
A sucker in fear, the roars and the cheers
the crowd when I take the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the ball on the ground and 'em get down

I say the fish don't fry in the
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It a whole lot of trying
to get up that hill
I but now we're 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

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

I want my name not, not but screamed
I went from to dreams, dreams to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I in it since, ninety-three
You can tell cause my L 90 degrees
I'ma sixteen year-old school boy, platinum
Swear to tell the real, the real to make a mill'
I lie but still, talk straight up like motto
I tell you something now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets than file cabinets when rapping
Money, money, money, money happening
I'm coming up like members in basements, and I stay bent
Make a 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
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up hill
I said but now we're up in the big
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