Luyện nghe bài hát Up (Remix)

Welcome and gentlemen
is Mark, oh-Who-gives-a-fuck 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 for the start of the game

And now, please rise for the singing of our anthem

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

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

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
to get up that 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

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

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

Well this next young batter on
still in high school (yeah I heard 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 said but
I went from fantasies to dreams, to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I in it since, ninety-three
You can tell cause my L 90 degrees
I'ma year-old school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the whole real to make a
I lie little but still, talk straight up motto
I could tell you something now, you think twice about it
I promise, I gets deeper file cabinets when rapping
Money, money, money, what's happening
I'm coming up family members in basements, and I stay bent
Make a milli to play with, buy a 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
to get up that hill
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our at bat
And as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong with that, up